Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1909-09-30
CHAPTER VII-Continued.

The mans record was no secret. Toler-
ant Madeira did not ask how he had risen
to seeming affiuence. 1t helped him to
spend his money, and was graciously
blind to the darker pages of his history
nevertheless, those pages were an open
book to local gossigs.
Figuero. a shrewd and level-headed
scoundrel, was the most taken aback OF
the trio at this unlooked-for meeting. He
aware of the love passages between
Warden and Rosamund Laing: he feared
Warden, and here was the woman whom
Warden had once loved crossing his path
al an awkward hour.
The situation might have provided
harmless interest for a number of un-
important people at I.ochmerig if FiguerO
had not recognized Evelyn Dane the in
slant he set eyes on her. StraiShtway
the tiny rills of intrigue and suspicion
flowing through the adventurer's brain
united into a torrent.
Selling the first opportunity that pre-
sented itself. he drew Baumgartner into
an unoccupied room. and closed and
locked the door. Before the surprised
millionaire could utter word of protest
the West African firebrand began to ques-
ton him in his own tongue. since Baum
gartner. despite his Teutonic label and
semblance. had a Portuguese mother.
WhS ala YOU ItlI 10 TecOSIlZe tlie girl
described to you in COwes?" he de-
manded, fiercely. "Malediction! Are YOU
mad, that you would risk our enterprise
in this fashion,"
You must neither address me in that
manner nor talk in riddles" growled
Baumgartner What girl? How am l to
know one among the ten thousand girls
OF regatta week -?
Riddle. 1t is you who are the conun-
drum senior. l tell you that this Eng
t,x.l1,
missioner In Nigeria. is the man we have
most to fear, yet you permit one who is
probably his fiancee. and surely In league
with him, to live in your house and spy
friends What will Count Won Rippen-
bach think when l tell him? What will
the emperor say. after all the precautions
we took that none should know
Silence roared Baumgartner who
could hold his own in matters that de-
manded clear thinking and careful guild
ance. You are too ready with some
names. Senior Figuero. yet too sparing
of others that may explain your folly. OF
whom you speaking?'
"Of the young EnglishwOman / have
just met of course. ] am not good at
catching these strange words. but l mean
the good blocking one, the tall slim girl i'm
white muslin. she with brown hair and
Madonna eyes"
do you mean Miss Dance?
"feS-tllat is she | remember now.
MY daughters companion, NONSENSE.
1T is true, I tell you. Am / likely to
| forget a face-and such face. Did l
not describe her dress? She must have
left your yacht just before Warden met
her. And they are lovers. How can be
mistaken? They went away from Cowes
| in the same train. / told you her desti-
| nation. What was it? l have it writes
| here" and he hurriedly turned over the
! leaves of "A notebook
Baumgartner WAS undoubtedly impress
I ed tigueros earnestness was not to be
| gainsaid, and he had an unpleasant be-
| lief now he came to recall the incidents
| of a busy day that Evelyn Dane was
| dressed exactly as Warden's unknown ac-
quaintance was pictured
| Meanwhile, the Portuguese found the