Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-06-01

"a spy" said the young man who hao
dealt the kicks.
"Ha, spy. Bring him into the house
Into the house We went, therefore. and
my feelings were those Of CONSERVATION
when. as we stepped under the portfco
l heard the voices of Mr.. Moore and the
young ladies. who were now ascending
the slope. D'Urville had not SO far recog-
nized me, which was hardly to be ex-
pected. since my cap was pushed over my
eyes and the scratch on my cheek. the
smear of dirt and grass on my face must
have given me all the appearance or q
ruffian. The servant, for SO he proved
to be-kept firm and undiminished grip
on my wrists. yet held behind my back,
in all probability imagining that he guard
ed some desperate housebreaker. The
others preceded me until We stopped in
the wide hallway, where D'Urville swung
about.
"A spy-and here in Lavouche.' he said,
his little black eyes moving over my per-
son. Then in a businesslike tone. which
limited at considerable practice In similar
affairs. Search him.
His secretary, pale and determined, I'M
buttoned my coat, patted my pockets, and,
at last, feeling the folded map. thrust his
hand into my breast and drew 1t out.
Here's something" And opening it. 1T
seems to be "a fertilization
He scanned it with perplexed eye. D'Cr-
Vile bent forward to look. Slowly. slow
ly he leaned forward, as il hypnotized by
the sheet All my evenings folly now
rushed upon me. Why had / not stayed
at home instead of stealing here on an
imbecile's errand? / was about to pay we'll.
too well. for my curiosity. D'Urville sud
denly snatched the map into his hands.
moving with it nearer to the light His
eyes fed on 1t, absorbed every line. dot
and dash of the drawing. 1t was. per-
,haps, full minute that he remained lost
to us all while he gazed at the chart, and
looked on in helpless chagrin. The Serv-
ant, a stout fellow, never relaxed his hold
for an instant. but maintained an iron
clamp on my wrists, awaiting stol1dly the
outcome of what to him must have been
an extraordinary affair. Davis looked
alternately at his employer, at the map,
at me, wrinkling his brow In an endeavor
to gain some mixing as to D'Urville's
concentrated interest.
At last the Frenchman lifted his head.
Still holding the map. he advanced a step
to scrutinize me. His black eyes read
every feature, every mark Of my face
and at last his own countenance grew
less intent. resumed it's placidity; he even
smiled.
Il have wondered. oh. many times what
had become Of this map OF cher Fred
eric" He tapped the map with fore
finger. Woodwork is your name. And
now you bring 1t to me. like a miracle,
truly like miracle
And with all the composure In the world
he folded it, while I looked on in dis
gusted silence, and placed 1t in an inner
pocket. "A spy surely, Davis: we must
send this paper away from the Island
before Mr.. Moore returns. No, we must
not disturb our good host. It has only
to do with Venezuela, this
Like a flash his purpose struck my
mind. With his usual swift cunning he
had conceived the one way to get pos
session Of the map: once away from the
hall he could secrete the paper and in
vent an explanation plausible enough to
satisfy Mr.. Moores mind. And now he
knew me: recognition had dawned upon
him as he searched my face. But he did
not know that Mr. Moore was my friend:
voices Of the returning party at the door.
Give me that paper. D'Urville," de-
manded.
His eyes narrowed, but he did not
move.
Hold your tongue my captor said,
giving my wrists savage turn.
Then ! did a second foolish thing that
night looked D'Urville full in the face
and smiled.
For once you miscalculate. monsieur:
1t happens that Mr.. Moore and / know
each other OF Old
He started. Already his hosts feet
were on the low step Of the portico. the
merry chatter Of the girls came plainly
to our ears. I waited relaxed. enjoying
my triumph, and l felt slight lessening
declaration. D'Urville stood motioness.
Then he poured out q rapid stream of ut
terance. low and imperative. to his secre-
tary.
Take this to the place you know. Con-
ceal it. 1t threatens us. Act swiftly.