Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-05-03

by grain for the criminal Of the morning
Not to the cathedral did the gray cal
take its flight. and Allard's amazemen
reached its elimination when they halted
under the glaring electric lights. Fol
the first time 1t dawned upon him thai
there was an object behind the apparent
righteousness of the trip.
Il am to descend?' he hazarded, as his
companion did not speak.
NO. you are to wait for me-
Adrian deliberately stepped down and
crossed the bright. crowded sidewalk int
the lobby. deigning no explanation what
ever. Utterly stupef1ed, powerless to in
terfere. Allard watched him: saw hin
hand card to the attendant who ad
vanced. then follow on into an elevator
and disappear The huge hall was filled
with chatting men and women many OF
them moving in the court or diplomatic
circles: to the watchers excited fancy i,
seemed impossible that they should not
recognize the slight, erect figure: II
seemed that Adrian's identity cried out
from every leisurely movement. every
turn of the small imperious head. But
presently the attendant returned alone
tranquil and smiling.
1t was fully an hour that Allard waited
each Of the sixty minutes an hour in it.
self. Many of those passing knew and
bowed to him; some came over to con.
graduate him on the days escape or to
ask questions concerning 1t. One or two
ladies paused with their escorts to shower
him with ELUSIVE compliments Know
ing nothing of Adrian's intentions. he
dared not even assume the partial pro-
lection Of his mask. The climax arrived
with the vibrating roar of another auto
mobile, which fell into silence behind
him as Count Rosal came placidly around
to greet his friend.
You. Allard." he welcomed. languidly
Il thought you We're on duty every
night
mot this evening; the emperor he
recollected the fiction told Dalmorov.
''the emperor is busy with some plans.
81 have been with the regent. Do you
believe it. the accident has made him
look years younger. There must be some
tonic in gunpowder and sulphur fumes.
But you, you appear rather upset and
pale: or is it these abominable lights?"
"It has been hard day. I am too
tired to be amusing, Rosal.'
Rosal put his foot on the running board
without the least sign of going away:
Then why are you not at homer" he
very naturally inquired.
Because / had an errand; 1 was too
nervous to rest.
waiting for some one?'
my chauffeur"
Rosal settled his eyeglass, extracted a
case of cigarettes. which he proceeded to
offer to Allard. and himself selected one
of the contents.
TELL me-" he said, confidentially, lis
it true that the emperor took scarcely
any interest in the regents escape?"
mo" Allard watched descending
elevator with keen anxiety; the fear that
Adrian had been decoyed into some trap
was becoming unbearable. yet 1t was i'm
possible to go in search Of him.
They say so at the palace and all over
the city. They say he did not even give
a word of praise to YOU"
Aroused to justice as well as desire
to shield Stanief, Allard withdrew his
eyes from the hotel entrance to regard
his visitant.
Does this seem so?' he demanded. ir-
ritably. and pushed aside his coat to per-
NIT a glimpse Of the fiery gem he wore.
Rosafs cigerette fell to the pavement:
the idle patrician was well skilled in
matters heraldic.
That he cried, dazzled and envious.
. Allard shrugged his shoulders and
leaned back.
Were you going somewhere" he
asked.
"Oh. no; just trying to avoid being
bored Every felicitation. my dear Al
lard: that Is superb. You have nothing
to fear from next week. evidently. Vasili
told me yesterday that Daimorov was
speaking no kindly OF you that 1t posi-
lively alarmed him. The baron praised
everything you had ever done. from the
time you came aboard the Nadeja at