The Press., 1911-07-19

city was crowded with strangers Coming out of the Luxemburg gallery one morning, whom should see hur- rying along the street but the girl I had talked with at LuSanne. ran to her and stopped her. She stared at me, evidently not recognizing me.
 Don't you remember our meeting on Lake LemonY' said. "Pm so glad to meet you again. At Neuchatel I chanced to meet your brother. told him he might find you at Geneva. He went there for that purpose"
 "Tell me where can find himv she cried fiercely. "He has been pursuing me long enough. will meet him and kill him."
 With that she hurried away. look ed about for a policeman intending to tell him who she was and ask him to take her in charge with a view to re- storing her to her family, but before could find one she had disappeared.
 I was told that the czar while in Paris was watched necessarily by the police to prevent his assassination. Fortunately for him he completed his visit and returned to his capital un- harmed As soon as he was gone the French government must have felt that a great responsibility had been lifted from their shoulders.
 Having spent the time had intended on the continent, l went to England. A relative there who had married into one of the swell London families en- abled me to see something of society. While at a ball one evening, walking with a gentleman. whom should see approaching with a lady on his arm but the young man l had met at Neu- chatel. As he passed me l intended to bow to him, but he failed to recOg- niZe me. This I attributed to his hav- ing seen me but once at a rather dimly lighted table and in travelling dress, whereas was now sumptuously at tired. ........ ...e
 "Can you tell me who that gentleman s?' I asked my companion.
 "Only that he is 8 Russian noble man, Count Zenizoff."
 'I met him some time ago at Neu- chatel."
 'He was probably there studying at the aquarium. Many scientific men go there for observation, since the aqua rum contains specimens that are to be found nowhere else"
 "Let us turn and follow him." | said "T wish to speak to him."
 We turned and saw the young count just lowing himself away from the lady he was with. Before I could reach him he had passed through a door, and lost him. did not see him again that evening, and when later asked about him was told that he had left the city.
 When the London social season was over sailed for America. About a news of the assassination of the hated Won Plehve in Russia.
 Walking one day on deck where could look through a window into a stateroom, saw a girl standing be- fore a mirror making her toilet. dared not give more than a passing glance, for there were others close at hand. I walked on, and when re- turned the blinds at the window through which I had looked were closed. believed had seen the girl I had met at Lusanne and afterward at Paris. But she did not leave her stateroom during the voyage, so I could not confirm my opinion.
 Months after I reached America was walking on Fifth avenue, New York, when met the brother. He recognized me and advanced to speak with me. I asked him if he had found his sister and was about to give him the information possessed con- corning her when he stopped me by asking permission to call upon me. I gave it and received him the same evening
 He unraveled the mystery of him. self and his sister and gave me an account of his life, though he left out Tne most important part m 1t, which I knew by inference. He and his sis ter were one, He was a Russian an- archist. Sometimes he travelled as girl, sometimes as a man. This he did to elude the police. When first met him he was on his way to Paris, where he hoped to get an opportunity to assassinate the czar. He knew me when spoke to him there and pre-. tended insanity. He failed in his Par. is project and was recalled to Russia for a new duty. What that duty was he refrained from telling me, but knew. Fleeing from Russia, he was just in time to reach the steamer OF which I sailed and came over as woman. He was a remarkably fasci hating man, but did not care to meet him agaiH. There was blood on his hands.