Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-12-24
THE GREAT GAME

solution, what was It's refugee!
Magic, | suppose" said Sedgwick after
some consideration.
Good! You get high mark. The medi-
eval mind, | may observe, was at times
worthy of emulation
Explain"
II am seriously thinking, my dear young
FRIEND" said Kent solemnly, "of consulting
an aStrolOger.'
you're crazy!' retorted Sedgwick.
II wish | were for few hours, said Kent
with entire seriousness. at might help
"Wel1, that's where | II be if you don't find
something for me to do soon. So, come on,
and materialize this promised activity
"If you regard a trip to the Martindale
Public Library as activity, l can furnish that
at once
"What are you going to do there?"
Consult the files of the newspapers, and
pick out likely, high class astrologer from
the advertisements.
THAT has mild, nutty flavor; but it
doesn't excite any profound emotion in me
except concern for your sanity
you've said that before, retorted Kent.
However, I'm not sure l shall take you
with me, anyway
"Then that isn't the coming adventure??7
mo; nothing so mild
"Are you asking me to risk my life? Is it
leave her out of it for the present. There
is no question of seeing her now
The artist sighed and turned away.
"And I'm not asking to risk your life; in
fact, I'm not asking you to risk anything.
But there's an enterprise forward which, if
it fails, means the utter damning of a mans
reputation. What do you say?"
"Kent," said Sedgwick after moments
thought, am thirty-two years old. Ten
years ago I'd have said yes at the drop of the
question. Perhaps | value my life less and
my good name more than did then. What's
the inducements
"The probable clearing up of the case
we're on"
as that all the information get?"
I'D rather not tell you any more at pres
ent. 1t would only get on your nerves and
unfit you for the job
Again Sedgwick fell into thought.
am going to tackle it, anyway, myself"
remarked Kent; "but two of US"
"Why couldn't you say that at frst?"
cried his host. "Of course, if you re in for it,
so am l. But what about your reputation?'
dts worth a good deal to me- confessed
the scientist. "And can't deny m stalking
it all on my theory of this case If I'm
wrong-well, it's about the fms of my ca
reer7
"See here, Chet!" broke out his friend.
3Do you think I'm going to let you take that
kind of chance for me?"
at isn't for you," declared the other with
irritation. ats for myself. Can't you I'M
derstand that this is my case? You're only
an incident in it. I'm betting my career
against-well, against the devil of mis-
chance, that I'm right. As told you I'm
naturally timid. don't plunge, except on
a practically sure thing. So don't get any
foolish notions of obligation to me. Think
it over. Meantime, do you care to run over
to the library? No? Well, for the rest of
the day l can be found no; l cannot be
found, though I'll be therein Room ST.
"All right, said Sedgwick, smiling. "You
needn't fear any further intrusion. But
when is our venture?"
Tomorrow night" replied Kent, Evil
frid Blair having officially died, as per speci
fcations, today"
CHAPTER XIV. The Lone Fisherman
TROUT are tradition rather than pros
pect in Sundaynans Creek Some, in
deed, consider them a myth. Hope springs
eternal in the human breast, however, and a
fisherman duly equipped might have been
observed testing the upper reaches of the
stream on the morning of July 10. Although