The Huttig news., 1911-06-03
Copyright by Louis Joseph Vance
SYNOPSIS.

for a ducl1-shooting visit with his friend Anthony Quain of Tanglewood Lodge, Nakoinis, comes upon an attractive young iaay equestrian who has been dismeunted py her horse becoming frightened at the 1g,eaen appearance in the road of a burly it-Hal Anaper Is about to attack the babu. pui the latter convinces him that he 8 innocent of being the intentional cause of the young iadH's mishap. He declares he is benarl Iai Chat.e sjl "the appointed mouthpiece.of The Bell" addresses Amber IS man of high rank and pressing mysterious little bronze box. 'Tne To- ken. into his hand disappears in the nearby wood. Turning to the girl at bis side. Amber is astonished to hear her call hl-1- hY-name.
 rescue and he addresses her as Miss sophie Farrell daughter Of Col Farrell or the British diplomatic service in India. and visiting his friends the Ouains She sufinlses that Qnain had written informa- ton leading to this deductive reasoning. They agree to keep secret the meeting with the Bengali and the matter of the mysterious box. Several nights later the eeuain home is burglarized and the bronze oex-stelel
 TER IIT.-Amber and his friend Qualn go hunting on an island and be- come lost when darkness comes on. Start HE Tor home in a boat. the yawl slips away In the night with Quain aboard and Amber is left marooned. He wanders about, finally spies lights in the distancs, reaches cabin and knocks for admIs- ,.,,.ri il1-is 1-is ' .--l poa being admitted he recognizes as it's occupant an old friend named Rutton, whom he last met in Eng Iaad, Hta, and who appears to be in hidina. Stn ss heh MISS Farrell is mentioned Rutson is stfahgely az tated Chatterif appears and gives the stolen Token to Rlitton. '.y Wno opens the box and finds an emerald iiIns. ChatterA summons him to a meet ing or mysterious body of which he is member and departs
 Yes. r."
 That will be no obstacle"
 What! How in thunder d'you know it wont?" Amber expostulated. A faint suspicion of the truth quick ened his wits Who is this woman you want me to marry?"
 My daughter"
 Your daughter"
 My only child, David"
 Then why won't my-my love for { Sophia Farrell interfere?'
 Because said Rutton slowly my daughter and Sophia Farrell are the same. .. No; listen to me; I'm not raving. Here Is my proof-her latest photograph He put it into Amber's hands.
 Dazed. the younger man stared b'ankly at the likeness of the woman he loved; 1t was unquestionably she.
 He gasped, trembling. astounded. Sophia =. '" he said thickly, col bring hotly He was conscious of a tightening of his throat muscles, ma king speech matter of difficulty. But but" he stammered.
 Her mother" said Rutton softly looking away, was Russian noble woman. Sophia is Farrells daughter by adoption only. Farrell was once my closest friend When my wife l died . He covered his eyes with his hand and remained silent for a l few seconds. When Sophia was left motherless, an infant in arms, Farrell l offered to adopt her Because be- l came, about that time, aware of this i horror that has poisoned my life-this i thing of which you have seen some l thing tonight accepted on condition 1 that the truth be never revealed to l her. It cost me the friendship of Far ] Tell: he was then but lately married l and-and 1 thought it dangerous to be ] seen with him too much. l left Eng i land, having settled upon my daughter i the best part of my fortune, retaining i only enough for my needs. From that I day I never saw her or heard from l Farrell Yet I knew I could trust i him. Last summer, when my daugh- l ter was presented at court, l was in London; l discovered the name of her l photographer and bribed him to sell me this" He indicated the photo graph.
 And she doesn't know!"
 She must never know" Rutton leaned forward and caught Amber's i hand in a compelling grasp. Re member that. Whatever you do. my name must never pass your lips-with i reference to herself, at least No one must even suspect that you know me Farrell least of all"
 Sophia knows that now said Am ber "Qualn and I spoke of you one night, but the name made no impress sion on her I'm sure of that"
 That Is good; Farrell has been true. Now you will go to 1ndia?"
 q will go,' Amber promised.
 You will be kind to her, and true. David? You'll love her faithfully and make her love your"
 "I'n do my best" said the young man humbly.
 Tt must be so-she must be taught to love you. It Is essential, impera- tive. that she marry you and leave In. dia with you without days delay"
 Amber sat back in his chair, breath ing quickly. his mouth tense. I'll do my best. But, Rutton, why? Won't you tell me-? Shouldn't I know-l, who am to be her husband, her prolec- tor?"
 Not from me I am bound by an cath, David. Some day it may be that you will know Perhaps not. You may guess what you will-you have much to go on. But from me, noth- irg. Now. let US sattle the det2i.s.