Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-06-07

been g1affn9 enough. Wuhe "a c4cuso
well. ! was really Obliged 70 ycu Toe
taking mo away from him." sho AM
you were, BY Jove. ycu didn't sho~
it-.
EFT was q comedy"
Tragedy. thought Il. for ma" nid.
A smile dimpled her cheekS- She looked
up finally and laughed: and In that laugh
saw that in whatever degree ! had
transgressed I was forgiven. II had
been In love with her before she went
away to Venezuela was . thousand
times more 50 now. She was adorable: !
longed to take her In my arme and tell
her so. But-not two mistakes In thu
same afternooni
Charlie" she said. and noted that her
face had suddenly grown grave nave
you any reason to think you arc IN dan
she know? 1T seems strange. doesn't r."
she continued. that here on this quiee
island, on quiet IAvouche. where Sverys
thing has been peaceful and simpia we
should talk OF danger7 It doesn't seem
possible. and yet-yet-
What Is IL. Bettyr'
"You haven't answered my question:
well. l don't know whether or not I'm
in danger. but ! have enemies here. On
what they do depends the degree OF dan-
ger
Have you any IDEA OF itf"
None OF what may expect"
Again she was silent, thinking. Then
she said. quickly: This afternoon met
ing she wished TO speak to me. and this
was her message: Tell Mr.. Woodwork
to go through no strange doors-to be-
ware strange doors That WAS all. l
sought to have her explain, but she would
not. You know what an odd, dark crea-
ture she Is. who seems to have no tnti-
mate friends. and to move through the
life OF Lavouche solitary and self-ab-
sorbed. When I used to come here as q
little girl l was always afraid of her
her black. luminous eyes and strange.
dark face: and even now / feel a queer,
uncanny feeling when / talk with her.
What did she mean? Why did she send
that warning?"
Search me. Betty" And as II might
find in them some explanation of tho
sibyllc message, l thrust my hands into
my pockets. We stared at each other
There must be some danger" she said,
with lowered voice.
1t was not extraordinary that my
thoughts few to Del Hervalle. i turned
and gazed up the beach toward where
Moore House sat. now hidden by the
for me the guest at yonder house was
the one to know Bettys eyes followed
, mine and her thoughts as well.
i've something more to ten you.
Charlie" she began. The other night
I'm the hail. when you ran through the
house and came back and we were all
gathered together. I remembered. curl
Gus thing that Ethys Fenton told me
when she returned from Forge. You know
what happened there. One day, when
Jack Maitland was awaiting trial 10y the
miners, he crept out to the stable. where
he heard the Scotchman and the other
villain talking-D' Urville, was that the
mans name?'
This machinist D'Urville, was asking
the Scotchman to escape with him, TAX
ing the gold. And Jack Maitland heard
him say that he had twice been warned
by the scarf pin he Wore, that II always
worked loose when he was threatened by
danger. | had forgotten all about ii, then
suddenly IL popped into my head. for at
lunch one noon Senior Del Hervalle's pin
was loose. and some one. Murel think
called his attention to the fact. 1t Is "A
warning he said, with a smile. and
pushed ii in. Whenever anything un-
fortunate is about to happen to me the
pin ONES out. And he went on with
other talk. Is IL a concident that two
same thing, or is it"
The same man. you would ask"
Gould such a thing be possible" She
| stood rapt in contemplation of such
terrible event. And then when I men
toned his name, you remember. at the
time when we first sailed together you
grew SO excited and called him a scoun-
drel. and asked me not to speak OF you
to him, that / did not know what to
think"
1t was half an inquiry: her face was a
full question.
well If you'd like to have your doubts
put at rest. Betty. I said. ca.mly. Il can
| assure you that Senior Del Hervalle is no
, other than D'Urville: the two gentlemen
are one and the same. Del Hervalle-
D'Tryille. perhaps you'll observe a faint
resemblance in the names. Let me tell
you. the resemblance In character be-
no two mon, 10 ~ str k
ing. and / have had acquaintance with
both
Betty was almost beyond speech with
astonishment but an envoy of Ven.
eZuelar she exclaimed.
And a very shrewd one, too. he's
made, I'll wager"
Unbelievable that he could be the same
man."
Not at all-not at all. not when you
come to know the gentleman as 1 do
1T seems an utter She stopped,
lips parted. at a loss to continue.
IF you are searching for big words"
said l. ITS no help. because the fact
nevertheless remains. And observe.
Betty, l am asking YOU to keep this
cret-can you keep a secret?"
Can |. You don't know me. Charlie
Woodwork. But why?"
:. For the simple reason 1 want to keep
him unsuspecting that anybody besides
himself knows this fact until Jack Matt
land gets here-have written him-then
we'll light the fireworks.
And meanwhile?'
She came closer. slipping her arm into
mine and looking up into my eyes.
And meanwhile all I ask is that YOU
walk with me once in a while"
There was no answer We moved slow
ly up the beach toward Moore House.
Night was descending: the light had gone
out of the sky while we talked, and now
stars were beginning to twinkle. the dark
velvety surface of the ocean rejecting
them in swinging points of light A cool
breeze crept up and touched our cheeks
and stirred the little tendrils about
Betty's brow: In the wood a few birds
We're giving their last calls among the
boughs: along our path the water curled
and broke, and spread upward IN Il line
of snowy white.
Night coming down upon the majestic
ocean, night setting lamps along the sky.
how ineXpressibly beautiful, Little won
der thought OF maps and enemies and
danger vanished from my mind. A light
hand was on my arm. the girl l loved
was by my side, dream of happiness
filled the world.
tn he continued fomorrowl