Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-06-19
CHAPTER XV.-Continued.

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MY warning is clear"
Lifting HIS face no gazed at me, mouth
and nose drawn TO one side in his whini-
steal smile. That should do as I said
he read in my eyes.
Master"
THAT is better: always say master. "
Pardon, monsieur was what / In
tended I will consider the matter"
My hand still grasped his shoulder. I
increased the pressure.
AYE, consider it and carefully. Now
/ shall go home
Out from among the tangle OF boats
We went When we listened there was
no sound save that OF the distant SURF
rolling on the shore. Mayhap Senior Del
Hervalle awaited in the attic or the an
cient stone house some tidings OF the pur-
up yonder in the fog. where his boat lay
ready on the water. and cursed and won
dered why no one came Del Hervaiie
should have his tidinss. but Pilon might
wait till his boat rotted before any pris-
oner came.
IT Will begin running that I may tell
my tale without breath" Esper an
nounced Also 1t will be best to be
without a hat" He flung 1t upon the
sand and drew his knife. II bid you
good evening, master or monsieur. whicn
one 1 do not as yet know" And he set
off on a. run toward the street, melting
away In the fog.
Turning my face southwark l walked
slowly along the beach. Directions were
difficult to keep. and l drew In nearer
70 the dark outline of the bordering trees
which would serve me as guide. Inc
weird. yellow fog was all about me-
could hear the faint murmur which con-
tinues in q wood even upon the quietest
night-the little talk OF insects ana leaves
and bark and dripping moisture. And al
ways there was the steady, insistent muf-
fled note OF the sea.
Half the distance / had covered when
heard voices Strung as / still was by
the excitement through which had
quick to conceive danger. I listened while
my heart beat q fresh alarm. Danger
had breathed for ten hours: the whole
island seemed yet to bristle with new
and invisible dangers. Tho speakers
drew nearer: I could see their shapes.
vague blurs in the fog, two OF them. and
presently / recognized Andrews subst2n-
tial tones in speaking. / uttered shout
and they hurried to me.
Its you, them" Billy Harrington ex-
have you been up to? We've been wor-
ried to death" He peered into my face.
why. man. you look as If you'd been
shot out Of a twelve-inch gun-hat gone.
face dirty. head bloody. clothes torn.
PERHAPS I do Answered S red I've I've been been
come near being killed"
"Oh, Master Charles oh, Master
Charles, If 1 had only known where to
come to you!" Andrew cried. with emo
ton.
GIow good 1t was to have such stanci
friends! Good, noble old Andrew, who
would have run his gray head into any
danger to save me jot Of pain; Honest
Billy Harrington, who would have fol
lowed me. eager as a hound upon scent,
into any den Of scoundrels!
AS we walked to Stag Lodge l briefly
told my story-how I had been trapped,
imprisoned. released. and recounted my
final struggle with Descarte. Then
learned what had occurred during my
absence. When I had not appeared foI
prised, for he knew that / sometimes
stayed at Moore House; that I was moi
fishing he knew by the catboat, which
was still overturned on the beach exactly
as / had left it, in order that the new
paint might dry. About 3 o'clock. how
ever doubts began to assail him; the
previous visit Of the fishermen arose in
his mind, as well as recollection OF my
surveillance by that rascal Esper. and
my throwing Pilon into the water. Any
one Of these ENVIRONMENTS might have a
connection with my absence He put on
his hat and made his way to Moore
House. where he learned that I had not
appeared: Betty, to whom he confined his
doubts and vague fears. also became
alarmed they determined upon search.
Into the wood they went little way: but,
of course found nothing. At the village
it appeared that no one had seen me.
since it happened that ! had passed up
the street in the middle of the morning.
when men were absent and housewives
busy. Betty. remembering the sinister
salx No. ho1 civ har To
deliver, grew more anxious. Beware
strange doors-but what doors? Sending
Andrew back to look again In the wood,
she went up the street examining every
door on each side; nothing out OF the
common rewarded her-they seemed only
ordinary doors. Then she decided. in
spite of her antipathy for the dark. mys-
terious woman to seek Margot and ques-
ton her as to her enigmatical words.
Margot was at such and such neigh
boris, she learned from Margot's mother.
and when she reached the designated
neighbours Margot had gone. 1t was not
known whittier. Disappointed in this d.
rection. disquieted by uncertain fears. she
knew not what to do. Depressed, anxious.
weary, she set out for home. On the
way she found Andrew standing on the
wood road. He had returned to the
lodge, where, upon the veranda. he dis
covered the baron, who was somewhat
surprised that he had not been escorted
that DAY Dy DeScdTte, out accounting lot
it on the ground of the fellows sore feet:
somewhat curious. too. that neither An
drew nor l was at home. My servant
made the conventional answer that l was
spending the day out and would return
that evening, whereupon the baron had
taken his departure. To Mr.. Moore Betty
and Andrew expressed their fears: he
only laughed. Couldn't a young fellow
miss a meal without anything being the
matter? / would show up in a short
time AS 1t was now approaching 6
o'clock and q guest would soon arrive In
the person Of William Harrington. An
drew once more took his way homeward.
He went about the preparation Of supper
with a heavy heart; somehow fear haunt
ed him in spite Of all logic-besides. I was
one to get into trouble; had not caused
him UNNECESSARILY more worry than had
either my father or my grandfather. or
both put together?
Thus he mixed doubt with his batter
and stirred anxiety in the gravy. Final
ly. when 1t was near Z. Harrington ap-