Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-09-17


Il think you declared no tr,lmps,7 he said.
THERE may occur to shock of such sort
that while his ordinary bran-that in everyday
use, which dictates the performance of the routine OF
leis unaffected small local OF it IS racked
and tortured. 1t was with Boris He played couple
of rlbEers of bridge with his usual he drank
his whisky and soda. he INDUCED in the ordinary
monpaces of conversation with other members. while
all the time little piece OF his brain shrleked and
a yellow ticket her shoulder; then followed the
charge and spring OF the great dog
ORD ACI\COURT'S house in Ireland, to which,
- dislil1ins the heat and dust of a London
he accustomed to move toward the end OF May,
stood couple of hundred yards from the coast in the
county of Wicklow Some half-me of road separated
lay the golf links of Whesones where Miss Hawkhurst
often played. She having round after tea on this
first dlv Of June with Boris Eane, who had LETT his
dog chained up at the clubhouse, since Faner did not
approve of golf. Boris always fine player: but
today he far above his ordinary form. and could do
nothing wrong The effect of this that, giving Miss
Hawkhurst her usual allowance of nine strokes, he de-
feated her the thirteenth green. The light was al
ready bad, for the sky very thcky overcast and
from the. west where the drawing to its
setting, there CLEANED reddish glare as from some
mote COnfagratlon.
4 think we will not play the remaining holes said
Miss Hawkhurst Boris played the stroke that gave
him his victory. at is getting rather dark and can
give you no game today, Mr. Vane'
"Just as you please he said
put his ball in his pocket. His fingers felt that there
small piece of paper there, square and stiff with
a short bent pin attached to it. 1t would easily be
affixed to the rough brown homespun jacket that Miss
Hawkhurst wearing.
They walked on side by side toward the clubhouse.
Il afraid must ask you to get rid of Fatner, she
said "Hc has begun to take dislike to me, and those
Danes treacherous sometimes. He growled at M:
yesterday.
Immediately Boris saw that this would have to be
1t had not occurred to him before Of course | will
do as wish he said Il had no idea he did not like
you
ale shall be shot tonight said Boris.
"'Thank YOU. | don't feel safe with him..
LIE Embossed the great dog, and called him rather
IL sternly heel and together they walked up the
road toward the house Boris knew that the hour had
come and about to strike; and certainly it had
come very conveniently for the road was empty, and
they alone. hundred yards ahead out OF sight
both of the agents house, and of the big house ITSELF
was large oak standing by the waysIde, and he made
up his mind that when they got opposite to he would
take from his ket that which lay there He felt now
though the last fortnight had been hell OF Incredible
horror perfectly cool and collected
They had come to within ten yards OF the tree when
he looked at her. Her face toward the sunset,
where crack had opened between the clouds. and the
molten glory poured out on her enchanting beauty
and burned in the smodering gold of her hair. She
tall he, slim boy, hatless, an Ataanta.
In another she would be lying under that oak
with the long white fangs buried deep in her neck. He
knew that would be so; but he knew also that be-
fore that he must kiss her. His human longing for
her irresistible and he must have Just that kiss
1t was as imperative her death. He took his hand
out of his pocket and in it the yellow ticket
concealed. Then he threw his arms round her, and
kissed her He held her closer. She could not wrench
herself free
"Are you mad?' she said.
Their faces still close together Anger and con-
tempt blazed in her eyes: But their lips had met
nothing could rob him of that! Them looking at her, he
knew that he could not do that which his life and honor
pledged to accomplish.
He let her 90 and pinned the yellow ticket the
breast of his coat and stood limp and unreslsng.
"Now. Fafner' he cried.
The dog hesitated but for he sprang.