Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1911-02-21
& CHAPTER XIII.
THE NIGHTLESS CITY.

"Madamei" $500
She turned, with relief this time, to see
a guide.
you are lost. he said Come with me,
and 1 will find you"
She babe him take her to the gate as
quickly as possible and followed him rap
idly, stung with an acute longing for the
noisy roadway with its careening rick sha.
He conducted her through a maze of
marrow streets AMI pointed to the build
ling, (which she saw With a breath of re.
lief Taking out her purse she put a
bill into his hand. Thank you" she
said land good night"
Barbara came on Daunt in the middle of
the block He had stationed himself in
the roadway, towering head and shout
ders above the lesser stature of the ma
tive crowds. With, him was a Japanese
boy who, she noted with surprise, was
Ito. one of the house servants. Her heart
jumped as she saw the relief spring to
Daunts anxious face.
'Mea culpaY' she cried. and with an
impulsive gesture reached out her hand
to him What a trouble 1 have been to
youl was actually lost. Isn't IT alb
surd?"
Her slim. white fingers lay moment
in his. All his heart had leaped to meet
them In the moment of her anger he
had not read it's meaning, but since then
it had been given him partly to under
stand. His thoughtless words-blunderer
that he wasi-had seemed to carp at her
like a whining school boy, with cheap.
left-handed satire! Yet to his memory
even her hot, indignant voice had been
ringingly sweet, for the stars again were
golden. and Tokyo once more fairy-land.
what will the others sayr she said.
''They will have missed US long ago"
eve will take extra push-men." he
said, land easily overtake them. We can
get rick sha at the next stand.
pWhat did you think she asked, as
they rounded the corner, when you
found / had vanished into thin air?"
II imagined for while you We're pun
ishing me- Then 1 guessed you had
somehow turned into the side street. But
1 felt that you would find your way
back. SOL waited"
Thank you," she said softly. II have
not acted so badly since was child.
Are you going to shrive me?'' 500.
Il am the one to ask that Of you, 8 he
replied.
Mono, II is J. must do penance.
What shall it be?R t
He looked at her steadily, his eyes
shone with dark fire. In the pause she
felt her heart throb quickly, and she
laughed with a sweet unsteadmess. y
am glad you are going to give me none. =
she said
but do.3 he answered, II shall.
T."
The boy Ito, behind them spoke his
name Daunt started with a stab of rec
objection and drew from his pocket a
folded pink paper, fastened with blue
seal
"How stupid of me. My wits have gone
wooI-gathering tonight. Here is a tele-
gram for you. 1t came soon after we
left the embassy, and Mrs. cambridge,
thinking it might be urgent, sent Ito
after us to the tea house. He missed US,
but saw me here on his way back. :"
Barbara broke the seal and held the
message to the candle light that shone
from a low temple entrance. She
not notice at the moment that 1t was the
temple of the Fox-God whose aims she
had that evening denied. She had guessed
who was the sender and the knowledge
fell like a cool, fateful hand oneher mood.
And alas, on Daunt's also. For, as she
turned the leaf his gaze, wandering
through the temple doorway, to the can
dle-starred mirror above the 1.-THE box,
had unwittingly seen reflected there, In
the painfully exact chirography Of a Jap
anese telegraph clerk the signature
Austen Ware --,ss.s
CHAPTER XIV.
LIKE THE WHISPER OF A BATS
WINGS. %
On the other side of Tokyo that night
Doctor Bersonin sat with Phil IN his
great laboratory Dinner had been laid
on round table at one ond of the room
This was now pushed into 3. corner;
they sat in deep leather chairs with slim
liqueur glasses of green creme de
menthe on stand between them, with a
methyl lamp and cigars
Bersonin spoke. His voice was cold
and measured; the only sign OF agita-
ton was in the slow, spasmodic work