Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1909-10-06
CHAPTER IX-Continued.

1T Is very unkind of you to blame me. y
she half sobbed How could l make ur
all these wicked inventions? l had never
even heard the girls name before l went
to Lochmerig. 1t was her own foolish
tongue that revealed things-about you
| and the men OF Oku-and-and-what you
very wicked or very thoughtless. Arthur
If You are engaged In some secret bust
ness for the government. and she was
really true to you, would she ever have
spoken Of 1t to Billy-to Lord Fair
holme?'
Warden was beaten. He poured out a
glass OF wine and drank 1t. He felt that
II he spoke at once his voice might be-
tray the agony of his soul. All. if only
he might see Evelyn for five precious
dear idol shattered than carry with him
the lingering torture of doubt
Il think you were right when you
switched our talk off to Ostend.' he NUT
tered at last May l give you word
of advice? Forget what you have just
said. 1t Is dangerous problem-one not
to be settled by women's tongues
So they left 1t at that and when they
parted. not without tacit understanding
that they would meet again at the earliest
opportunity-for Warden was obliged to
be ambiguous in that respect-Rosamund
was sure that she had gained some ground
in pitiless struggle. Warden was des-
perately unhappy. That was her second
when the Sans Souci carried Evelyn of
the field.
Early next morning Warden went to a
shipping Office, and the people there ad-
vised him to send a reply-paid telegram
to the coast-guard station nearest Loeb
merig. He soon received an answer. Tine
Sans Souci sailed Wednesday. 3 pm.
Destination believed Shetlands but headed
southeast by east
He passed many hours in writing full
q n q hod FOL op
place-including copies of Rosamunds
letter and telegram. and literal record
Of their conversation in the hotel-and
inclosed the ring and the manuscript in a
came to him In the evening, he gave him
the package and fifty pounds. with Elk.
plicit details as to its safeguarding and
the reasons which governed his present
decision.
you are to find Miss Dane, no matter
what the cost" he said. You may hear
of her at her home in Oxfordshire. or al
this address. where you have my permits
sion to open any letters that arrive dur.
Ing my absence. II you run short OF
pensive journey. apply to my bankers.
shall leave full instructions that your re-
quirements are to be met when you ex-
plain them. The one thing l want you to
do is to deliver this letter into Miss
Peter. somewhat awestricken by War
denis gravity yet proud Of the trust
placed In him. promised obedience.
Never fear, SIR" he said. IF the Sans
Souci Is afloat on the seven seas I'll get
her bearin's one way or another. Sink
me. If don't find that gal afore month
TIL unship my prop. sell the Nancy an
60 to the wokkus."
In disposing of his belongings Warden
among some heavy clothing. which was
useless in Africa. He told the hall por.
ter exactly which portmanteaus he meant
| to take with him. but on arriving a.
Paddington station at 4:3O on colo
morning he found the bag containing thu
gourd and parchment piled with the res
of his goods on the platform.
He eyed 1t resentfully. but yielded.
so you mean to stick to mel" M
growled. You mesmerized that sleep,
and depositing you on the roof of m,
cab. Very we'll. Let us see the adven
ture through In company"
He was chatting with the skipper OF
the Water Witch one day while the ships
position was being pricked of on the
chart
You are keeping close in to the Span
ish coast. captain" said the passenger.
Not particularly, Mr.. Williams" was
the reply.
but / have always been under the i'm
preston that vessels bound for the west
coast headed for the Canaries?
so they do. II they're logged. for a
straight run. 1t happens this time. how
ever, that my old tub has to call In at
Rabat and Mogador."
lat Rabat!' repeated Mr.. Williams.
seemingly staggered at the mere mention
Of the place.
"Yes. funny little hole. Ever bin there?'
mo"
well, p'raps you'll 60 ashore. II you
do you'll see the queerest collection of
humans you've ever set eyes on
Mr.. Williams turned and gazed at the
horizon.
II think I'm bewitched," he muttered.
"Wots that?"
"Odd thing. I've been dreaming of
Rabat!"
The captain grinned.
when you've seen 1t you'll fancy it's a
nightmare, he said