Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-01-20
CHAPTER II-Continued.

The man watched her for several mo-
ments, apparently unmoved. In the room
his deformity seemed more apparent He
was less than five feet high, and his
head and features were large for a full
grown mans. Ills face had gone I'M
shaven for SO long that his expression
was almost unrecognizable. Yet his eyes
seemed soft as he watched the girl, shak-
ing all over now with her sudden storm
of grief. Her hat. with it's poor little
cluster of flowers, had fallen to the floor:
her black hair was streaming over her
face. pressed hard into the round un-
sympathetic pillow. -Chicot jumped upon
the mans shoulder as he stood and
watched; the man caressed him with
gentle touch The girl he left alone.
Presently Ambrose abandoned his watch
and commenced to busy himself about
the room. He lighted an oil stove. opened
the parcel which the girl had been carry
ing and placed its contents in small
frying pan. From A deal cupboard he
produced tablecloth and some articles
of crockery. every one of which he care
fully rubbed over with cloth. Then
he slipped out of the room for a min
ute, and returned with small bottle of
red wine and a bunch of violets. which
he arranged i'll the middle of the table.
When all was ready he touched the girl
on the shoulder. christine. he said,
softly, there Is supper ready.
Il will not eat she answered, Sullen-
~. 1T is pigsty this place
Nevertheless she sat up, and for a mo-
ment her face softened when she saw
the preparations which he had made.
She seated herself ungraciously at the
table.
Wine she protested. 1T is ridicu-
lous, Tomorrow we shall starve Tor this.
Give me some, please. | am shivering.'
He filled her glass. You should take
- no
Il cannot" she answered, bitterly. Il
threw away my last blouse yesterday.
There is nothing on my arms underneath
and they are cold.
A spasm crossed his face I'VE can
not go on like this he muttered. To
morrow l shall steal"
She shook her head. 1t is not easy
here she said, gloomily. The police
are everywhere. Ambrose she added.
looking across at him steadfastly. do
this EVENING""
Ambrose shook his head. .'He was
only stunned" he answered. He will
recover quickly. | saw his face as
be trouble. lie will search again tor
US -
She shivered a little. II am afraid"
she muttered. Give me some more
wine. Ambrose. It warns my blood"
Obedenty lie filled her glass. His
own was as yet untouched
1T is-the other one we want she
continued. dropping her voice little.
Think what he owes us, Ambrose. He
is free and rich. / hate him-I hated
him from the first: but he shall pay Tor
it. All this time he has hidden and
we have starved. Think of it. Ambrose.
think of it..
The hunchback moved in his chair un-
easily. We shall never find him, he
lnuttered. With four million francs d
man can live like prince anywhere
even in the far corners of the world.
Think of the countries which we can
never visit-South America. the United
States Brazil, Chile, Peru! Our search
is a mad thing.
Il do not believe" she said. that he is
in any of those places. Ambrose, is
London a very large city,"
THE largest in the world" he an
swered. lone man in it is lost like a
berry upon the hedges. One may seek
for lifetime in vain-and meantime one
starves.
She shook her head. Her expression
him." she declared. Il will seek and
seek until the day comes when l see him
standing before me"
And then?" Ambrose asked, softly.
She leaned back in her chair and looked
up at the ceiling through half-closed eyes.
And then" she repeated. the great adj
venture. IT must come then. 1t shall
GOMEZ
Gilbert HannaWay spent MS evening III
bed, his head bandaged and still pain
full. Toward midnight he awoke from a
long doze and rang for drink. He Was
young and strong, and already he was
beginning to feel himself again. When
the waiter had left the room he lifted
the receiver from the telephone which
stood by the side of his bed
II want the residence of the Marquis
of dillingham;" he said 1T is in Caven-
dish square. l believe"
In moment the bell tinked. He took
the receiver once more into his hand.
This is Lord E,llinghams house., a
quiet voice said What do you want?"
L want to speak to Lord dillingham;"
Gilbert Hannaway answered.
VINO are you?" was the reply. Il am
Lord Ellinghams secretary. l can give
him any message.
Il must speak to him personally"
Hannaway answered. He would not I'M
derstand if l told you my name. The
matter is an important one.
There was silence for moment. Han
naway heard the sound of voices at the
other end. Then some one else spoke
briefly. imperatively.
Il am Lord Ellingham. What do you
want?'
''To give your lordship some valuable
information Hannaway said. Listen!