The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-02-02

gotten to say good
 IT Is NUT FOB HE by to him or had ao 5EfhAf HER willfully decided to ignore him altogether. At any rate she entered the gates to the castle grounds without so much as an in- different glance in his direction.
 Truxton knew in advance that he was to have a sleepless, unhappy night
 In his room at the hotel he found the second anonymous letter, unques- tionably from the same source, but this time printed In crude, suited let ters. It had been stuck under the door
 "Leave the city at once. You are in great danger. Save yourself.''
 This time he did not laugh. That it was from Olga Platanova he had nc doubt. But why she should interest herself so consistently in his welfare was quite beyond him. And what, after all could she mean by great danger-save yourselfr'
 He indulged in a long spell of thoughtfulness. No, by George, I'll not turn tall at the first sign of dan- ger. I'll stay here and assist Dangloss in unraveling this matter. And I'll go up to that witch's hole before I'm day older to have it out with her. I'll find out where the. smoke came from. and I'll know where that eye went to-" He sighed without knowing it. By love. I'd like to do something to show her Tin not the blooming duffer she ehfnks Fam"
 He could not find Baron Dangloss that night nor early the next day. Hobbs. after being stigmatized as the only British coward in the world. changed his mind and made ready to accompany King to the hoveI in Gan look gap.
 By noon the streets in the vicinity of the plaza were filled with strange. rough looking men, undeniably laborers. "Who are they" demanded King.
 There's strike on among the men building the railroad" said Hobbs.
 They'd better look out for these fel- lows" said King. very soberly. "I don't like the appearance of 'em. They look like cutthroats."
 'gTake my word for 1t, sir. they are. They're the riffraff of all Europe"
 "I hope Baron Dangloss knows how to handle themT" in some anxiety.
 In due time they rode into the son. Der soiitudes of Ganlook gap and up to the witch's glen. Here Mir. Hobbs baked He refused to adventure far ther than the mouth of the stony ra- vine Truxton approached the hovel alone. without the slightest trepila- ton The goose herd grandson was driving flock of geese across the green bowl below the cabin. The American called out to him. and mo- ment later the youth. considerably ex- cited, drove his geese up to the door. While they were vainly haranguing each other the old woman appeared. Uttering shrill exclama tions. she hur- ried down to confront King with blaz- ing eyes. Her horrid grin of derision brought flush to his cheek.
 "I'll lay you a hundred gavvos that the kettle and smoke experiment is a fake of the worst sort. ."~he announced
 saHave it your own way-have ii your own wayr' she cackled.
 s4Tell you what I'll do-if can't ex- pose that trick in ten minutes I'll make you a present of a hundred gay vos."
 She took him up like a flash. a fact which startled and disconcerted him not a little. Her very eagerness au- gured i'll for his proposition.
 With a low. mocking bow the shrfy- eled hag stood aside and motioned for him to precede her into the hovel.
 "A hundred gavvos is a fortune not easily to be won." said the old dame. How can be sure that you will pay me if you lose?'
 'sIt is in my pocket, madam. If I don't pay. you may instruct your ex- cellent grandson to crack me over the head He looks as though he'd do it for good deal less money, I'll say that for him."
 'He is honest-as honest as his grandmother" cried the old woman. She bestowed toOthless grin upon him. -Nov, what is it you want to dor"
 "I want to go through that kitchen just to satis fy myself of one or two things" I1i ng was looking hard al the crack in the kitchen door. Sud denly he sta rted as if shot.
 The starin g. burning eye was agaiI looking strai ght at him fr,tn the jag ged crack in the door!
 "I'1l get V u this ttruer' he shouted crossing the room In two eager leaps The door in his violent clutch swung open with a bang.
 The owner of that mocking, phan tom eye was gone!
 Like a fra ntic dog, Truxton dashed about the title kitchen, looking il