Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-10-22

| Bellamy shook his head.
| ut is too late for that, Dorward." he
said. IF the seal were broken. they'd
very soon guess where 1 came in, ard it
wouldn't help -the work / have in hand
for me to be picked up with a bullet in
my forehead on the railway track
| Dorward frowned uneasily.
| What are you here for, anyway,
then?' he asked.
well, frankly. not to argue with you"
Bethany answered. LAS a matter of fact
| you are of no use to me any longer. 1
am sorry, old man. You can't say that
1 didn't give you good advice l am
| bound to play for my own hand. though.
| in this matter, and If I get any benefit at
! all out of my journey, it will be after
some regrettable accident has happened
| to YOU"
"Say. ring the bell for drinks and chuck
| this!' Dorward exclaimed. i've had
about enough of it. [ am not denying
anything you say. = ut if these fellows
really are on board. they'll think twice
before they NEEDLE with me-"
ION the contrary" Bellamy assured
! him. "they will not take the trouble to
| think at all. Their minds are perfectly
made up as to what they are going to do.
| However that's finished. l have nothing
| more to say"
| Dorward gazed for minute or two fix
eddy out of the window.
| Look here, Bellamy,'' he said, turning
abruptly round. ''supposing l change my
mind. supposing open this precious docu-
| ment and let you read it over with me?"
Bellamy rose hastily to his feet.
You must not think of it!' he ex-
claimed. You would simply write my
death warrant. Don't allude to that mat
ter again. l have risked enough in COM
| ing in here to sit with YOU
! Then. for heavens sake. don't stop
any longer!" Dorward said. irritably
You get on my nerves with all this fool
ish talk In an hours time am going
| to bolt my door and go to sleep. Well
breakfast together in the morning, if
you like
Bellamy said nothing. The steward had
| brought them the WHISTLES and sodas
which Dorward had ordered. Bellamy
raised his tumbler to his lips and set it
down again.
Forgive me-" he said, Il do not think
Dorward drank his off at a gup. Al
| most Immediately he closed his eyes.
Bellamy, with little shrug of the Shout
| ders, left him alone. AS he passed along
to his own coupe he met Louise in the
corridor.
you have seen Won Behrling?" he whis-
pered.
| She nodded.
He is in that coupe. No. I. alone" she
said. II invited him to come in with me,
but he seemed embarrassed. 1t is his
companions who watch him all the time
| He has promised to talk with me later
| In the middle of the night Louise opened
her eyes to find Bellamy bending over
| her.
Louise he whispered. cit is Won Behr-
| Ing who will take possession of the
packet. They have been discussing
| whether it will not be safer to go on to
London instead of doubling back. See
| Won Behrling again. Do all you can to
persuade him to come to London-all you
| can, Louise. remember
'So!' she whispered Il shall put on
my dressing gown and sit in the corridor.
| 1t is hot here
| Bellamy glided out, closing the door
softly behind him. The train was rushing
on now through the blackness OF an un-
usually dark night. For some time he
sat in his own compartment, listening.
| The voices whose muttered conversation
| he had overheard were silent now, but
once he fancied that he heard shutting
| footsteps and a little cry. In mis- heart
| he knew well that before morning Dor
| ward would have disappeared. The man
within him was hard to subdue He
| longed to make his way to Dorward' s
! side, to interfere in this terribly unequal
! struggle, yet he made no movement. Dor
ward was a man and friend but what
was a life more or less? 1t was to a
greater cause that he was pledged To-
| ward 3 O'Clock he lay down on his bed
and slept. .
| The train attendant brought him his
coffee soon after daylight The mans
hands were trembling.
Where are we?' Bellamy asked, sleep
| lily.
| Near Munich, monsieur" the man an
swered. Monsieur noticed, perhaps. that
we stopped for some time in the nght?'
| Bellamy shook his head.
.! sleep soundly,' he said Il heard
| nothing"
There has been an accident the man
declared. IAN American gentleman who
got in at Vienna was drinking whisky all
| night and became very drunk. In a tun-
mel he threw himself out upon the line"
| Bellamy shuddered a little He had
been prepared. but none the less it was
an awful thing, this
| You are sure that he is dead?' he
! asked.
| The man was very sure, indeed
There Is a doctor from Vienna upon
| the train, SIR he said. He examined
| him at once but death must have been
| instantaneous
| Belamy drew long breath and COM
| menced to put on his clothes. The next
move was for him.