The Washington times., 1911-02-14
To Him That Hath
By LEROY SCOTT
Continued from Tenth Page.)
Copyright. The Frank A. Munsey

all on the letters.
It's the old, old story" added the
surgeon, with a shrug. "IntoxicatedI,
got in the way of a. truck-a cracked
skull. I've been trying to do what l
could for her'-he nodded toward the
open door of the operating room
but she died under the operation.
| In your note" David said, as stead- :
lily as he could. "you mentioned some
"oh! yes. I wanted to find the ad.
dress of friends. so I read few OF
! them"
He smiled at David as he rubbed a
cake Of yellow soap about In his
hands. David leaned heavily against
windowsilI. His mind was reeling
"They were from relatives? he
forced from his lips.
The surgeon gave a short iauEnG; "a
warm ones. too. All about twenty
years old. Queer. wasn't it?' He
rinsed the soap from his arms. and
began to rub them with a white pow
der. But l got nothing out of them.
They were merely signed Phil"
David's control returned to him. and
he was conscious of tremendous re-
lief.
T suppose" he said. there's no OBJ
lection to my claiming and taking the
| letters"
I'VE usually turn anything found on
body over 10 the relatives or frienos;
But. pardon me don don't know 'ha'
There's no one else to claim them.
I'm perfectly willing to give you Sc
curity for them"
''Oh, ] guess itll be all rlghl. lheS re
merely a package of old letters.
He walked over to where several coats
| were hanging, and pointed a scoureo
hand at one. I've Just washed up LOT
another operation. SO can't take them
! out for you. You Will ma theH III 'he
| inside DDckPI
David transferred the yellow packet to
the inside pocket OF his own coat re
had thanked the surgeon ana biI,, tSat sS
| perhaps the dead woman might aItGr al
| not be Lillian Drew. He turned Dee 11S
and asker if he mighe see the Dooy. InLe
doctor led him into the operating roo1i; H.
where two attendants were starting 10
push out a wheeled operating tsole Dur-
Sened with a sheeted figure; The sur,
geon stopped them, and at MS ornet
nurse drew. back the sheet sheet atsnre atom at at
the face, His fear left him. IT..
| with the letters buttoned INSIDE hls
coat he left the hospital and set oue
| for Helen's. where he had pTon,s1t he
cali that afternoon. At this moment ne ne
did NOT feel toward Lillian Drew the
nitv- and even sympathy, which ne was
| later to attain: he did not then cohsluer
that she. too. might have G,, had hesn
! different ending had her oegliltlnS oee'
more fortunately inspired. -
He was dazed by the narroWneSS oI
| his escape from vindication, ana OF tne
missions from destruction. HAD the IeI-
iers been signed by Morton, s full name
| then the house surgeon, in trying 20
learn who Philip Morton was, W9uII
certainly have started scandal Wmch
| n would have been impossible TO STOP
Rut now his secret was safe. Lllnan
REV would menace him no more, and
the two women who knew the story
would keep It forever locked IN their
| hearts. , L, =,
the same movement as Mr.. Chambers
who bowed coldly and passed upstalrs
As Mr. Chambers went by the drawing
room door, he saw Helen and MI;
Allen at .he tea table. he entete1 ,eS. anu
,ust Stopped for second. RI try and
see you before you go. AT this moment
footman handed Helen Davld caro-.
asked quietly, that you're letting that
fellow make himself very much OF a
bore?' without waiting for an answer
he passed out
Helen said to the waiting footman.
Before her fathers entrance, Mr.. Al
len had begun TO draw near 10 the ques-
tion he had come to put. she shrank
from answering II, so DaVid's coming
"A minute. please" Mr.. Allen called
IN the servant. Now, Helen, is this
treating me fairly" he demanded IN
whisper. You know I want TO see you.
Cant you send down word that you're
engaged"
Hes in the house-I'm here-I can't
deny him." she said rapidly. Resides,
for a long while I've been wanting you
to meet him. Please show him up at
once, Mitchell
wei, If must meet him, l suppose
7 must" Allen said with a shrug, sharp
Iy cutting through his even tone: But
I warn you, Helen-Tm going to outstay
him."
A moment later David entered the
room. He was crossing eagerly with a
hand held out to Helen, when he saw
Allen beside the tea table. He suddenly
| paused. Allen slowly rose, and for a
space the two men stared at each other.
so" Allen said, with slow distinct
| ness, you're Mr.. David Aldrich."
David went pale. He knew, from what
| Helen had told him Of Allen, that he
| was in the power of a man whose ideas
Of Justice and duty made him merciless.
| For a moment David had, as on the
| night when Allen had forced him to
| unmask, a glimpse Of the inside OF
| cell.
II am" he said.
Helen looked from one to the other
| In surprise. ''What-you know each
other?''
| David turned to her. You remember
| | told you that about year ago broke
| into a mans house. 1t was his house"
Yes. your protege Is a thief
There was a vibration of triumph in
Aliens voice. An old idea had flashed
back upon him. He had often thought
| that IL he could, by some striking exam
re. show Helen the futility of her work,
show her that the people who she
| thought were improving were really de-
ceiving her, then her belief in her efforts
would be shattered and she would aban-
| don them-would come nearer to him.
He had a shrewd idea that this man
Aldrich summed up to her the success
OF her phiIanthropic principles.
IT think shall leave you for a WHILE
Allen said
He moved toward the door.
David knew where Allen was going.
HELPLESS TO save himself, he stood mo-
| tionless, erect, and watched the other
man start from the ROOM
Helen, very pale, blocked Aliens way.
You intend to have him arrested. It's
in your face!"
IT certainly do"
You must not" cried Helen desper-
ately. Why, he took nothing-you your
| self told me he took nothing"
THAT doesn't make him any less a
thief" returned Allen. He had good
reason for not taking anything-he was
| frightened away"
He started to pass around her, but she
caught his arm. You must not! You'll
| be committing a crimer'
| He looked at her almost pityingly.
| Really, Helen, he must have hypno-
| tized you. You know he's a thief. I
| you What more can you want?'
| Che 1pzed steadily I'm into HE Soo>