Los Angeles herald., 1910-04-24

st will familiarize you with the
place for next Sunday evening" Hyl-
ton said to Mildred, as they passed
from the reading room into the corridor
opening into the dining hall.
At the same moment tall, dropping
figure stepped into the corridor from
the lower door of the dining place. t
The "seven-o' clock bed" had just
been called.
For an instant the tall lodger faced
toward the main entrance. With some
thing like a smothered start, as II
seemed, he turned quickly and disap-
peared round the corner of the cor
ridor.
OF Mildred's shock there could be nc
doubt. Her face paled; name was
upon her lips, but they trembled pitt
fully. Hr arms half stretched out
after the destitute looking figure. BY
the time she reached the foot of the
stairs the lodger had passed up to the
dormitories, and that way she could
not go.
Once more the Fates had watched
over Charles Bayham. But there was
still Sunday to come. What would II
bring forth?
Friday and Saturday passed, and
Bayham was again strnger to Lorn-
fray house. Once more he was penni-
less and q vagrant. But on Sunday
he was fortunate; he found a dropped
shilling.
At o'clock, when the ticket office
opened, he paid his sevenpence and
passed into Lornfray house. The place
was crowded, but he sat down to a
meal of pea soup, bread and pudding
which he purchased at the refresh
ment bar. Then he went to the Chin
ney stack to collect all the warmth
\ hoI of
that hour he was going to bed the
only place in which his destitute
cheerlessness could be blotted out In
oblivion.
Some time later he glanced at the
clock, and saw that the hour was five
minutes to seven. But he did not see
Joe Hankins glancing ominously al
him through the corridor windows
Nor did Hankins see the well-dressed
stranger who had come into the house
almost at his heels, and who was now
standing behind him, looking curious
ly through the window at the unfa'
miliar scene in the hall. Hankins hat
been drinking at a near tavern since
6 o'clock, and he was now In an evi
mood. He did not hear a muffled ex-
clamation as the glance of the stranger
fell upon the tall lodger by the smoke
stack.
you're ere then now. Mr.. Bayham
are yer?" he snarled. "Now's my
chance with you, think"
"Do you know that man, then?'
asked the newcomer behind him; ant
Hankins turned sullenly to face Ken
meth Harlow.
81 ought to, seeing as how" Thel
he stopped short, suspiciously.
"Well, I know him too," Harlow wen
on, speaking in a tone officially sug
gestive of a police agent. "You dom
think him much good, eh? Well. he'
a man 1 want to see cornered. Here
a sovereign" he added. slipping th
coin into the ruffian's hand. "Yol
can get him out of 1t, I dare say"
"All right; you leave 1t to mel" NUT
> tered Hankins, putting upon Harlow
"out" his own Interpretation. "I rathe
reckon I can get him out!"
The scamp slipped into the dininI
hall, and Harlow watched him movin
about among the rough crew aroun'
the plate At that moment the SCUM
of hymn came from the reading
room. It reached Bayham's ear, abov
the uncouth din around him. and h
listened Then he moved away towar
the reading room. Nothing inter
rupted him. and he entered the read
ing room by its back door. In an in
slant he faced about. and retreate
hurriedly. He did not know AndreN
Hvlton. nor the clergyman's party: bu
his first glance had fallen upon Mildre
Rashleigh.
So quick had been his movemen
that he hoped he had not been seen
But he was mistaken. From the mo
ment of her entry Mildred's eyes ha
heen gIancinp evervwhere And now