The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1910-12-28
CHAPTER XIII
The NightIess City.

"Madame!'
She turned, with relief this time, tc
: see guide.
"You are lost" he said. Come with
me, and will find YOU
She babe him take her to the gate
as quickly as possible and followed
him rapidly, stung with an acute long
ing for the noisy roadway with its
careening rick'sha.
He conducted her through maze
of narrow streets and pointed to the
building, which she saw with breath
of relief. Taking out her purse she
put bill into his hand. "Thank
you,'' she said, land good night"
Barbara came on Daunt in the mid
die of the block. He had stationed
himself in the roadway, towering
head and shoulders above the lesses
stature of the native crowds. With
him was a Japanese boy, she noted
with surprise, was Ito, one of the
house servants. Her heart jumped as
she saw the relief spring to Daunt's
anxious face.
Mea culpa! she cried, and with an
impulsive gesture reached out her
hand to him. What a trouble
have been to you! was actually lost.
Isn't it absurd?"
of 70 fir,nn q
ment in his. All his heart had leaped
to meet them. In the moment OF her
anger he had not read it's meaning,
but since then it had been given him
partly to understand. His thOughtless
words-blunderer that he was!-had
seemed to carp at her whining
school boy with cheap, left handed
satire! Yet to his memory even her
hot, indignant voice had been ringing
sweet, for the star again were golden,
and Tokyo once more fairy-land.
what will the others say!" she
said. They will have missed us
long ago."
1--WE will take extra push men," he
said and easily overtake them. We
can get rick'sha at the next stand"
What did you think" she asked, as
they rounded the corner, when you
found | had vanished into thin air?"
81 imagined for while you were
Furnishing me. Then l guessed you
had somehow turned into side
street. But l felt that you would find
your way back, sol waited"
THANK you," she said softly. 81
have not acted SO badly since l was
child. Are you going to shive me.
81 am the one to ask that of you," he
replied.
"No-no! 1t is |. l must do pen
ance. What is it to be-"
He looked at her steadily; his eyes
shone with dark fire. In the pause she
felt her heart throb quickly, and she
laughed with a sweet unsteadiness. 81
am glad you are going to give me
none," she said.
But | d." he answered, 81 shall
l."
The boy Ito, behind them, spoke his
name. Daunt started with stab of
recollection and drew from his pocket
a folded pink paper, fastened with a
blue seal.
How stupid of me! My wits have
gone wool-gathering tonight! Here is
a telegram for you. 1t came soon after
we left the embassy, and Mrs. Dan
bridge, thinking it might be urgent,
sent Ito after us to the tea house. He
missed us, but saw me here on his
way back"
Barbara broke the seal and held the
message to the candle light that
shone from low, temple entrance.
She did not notice at the moment that
it was the temple of the Fox-God
whose aims she had that evening de-
MED. She had guessed who was the
sender and the knowledge fell like
cool, Hateful hand on her mood
And alas, on Daunt's also. For, as
she turned the leaf, his gaze, wander
ing through the temple doorway, to
the candle-starred mirror above the
1.-THE box, had unwittingly seen re-
Elected there, in the painfully exact
chirography of Japanese telegraph |
clerk, the signature, Austen Ware"