The Detroit times., 1912-07-24
PHIuPSTEELE
Notwithstanding
JAMES Oliver CURw0oD
Author Of TheDnner Tail, IhellonOr Of theAe Sa~aAs
" Copyright. 1911. Tie BObbs- Merrill Company N
Copyright. 1911. TIE BObbs- Merrill Company.

stood on the edge OF the big northern
Unknown.
AS he had slept through the train
mems dinner hour, he was as hungry
as wolf and he lost no time In seat
ing himself in warm corner OF the
low, log-ceilnged dining room OF the
Little Saskatchewan. Although
quarter OF an hour early, he had hard
I ly placed himself at his table when
another person entered the room.
Casually he glanced up from the two
letters which he had spread out be-
fore him. The one who had followed
him was woman. She had turned
sharply upon seeing him and seated
herself at the next table. her back
so toward him that he caught only
her half profile
IL was enough 20 assure him that
she was young and pretty. On her
head she wore-a turban of silver lynx
fur. and about this she had drawn
her glossy brown hair. which shone
like FURNISHED copper in the lamp
glow and had gathered IL In be-
| witchingly coquettish knot low on her
neck, where II shone with new rich
ness and q new warmth with every
turn OF her head. But not once did
she turn so that Philip could see
more than the tantalizing pink of her
cheek and the prettiness OF her chin,
which at times was partly concealed
In a collarette OF the same silver gray
fur lynx.
He ate his supper almost mechan-
ically, in spite Of his hunger, for his
mind was deep in the mysterious
problem which confronted him. Half
dozen times ne broke in upon his
thoughts 10 glance at the girl at the
opposite table Once he was sure that
she had been looking at him and that
she has turned just in time to keep
her face from him. Philip admired
pretty women, and of all beauty in
woman he loved beautiful hair. SO
that more and more frequently his
eyes travelled TO the shining wealth OF
copper-colored tresses near him. He
had almost finished his supper when
movement at the other table drew
his eyes up squarely, and his heart
gave a sudden jump The girl had
arisen She was facing him, and as
for an instant their eyes met she hes
itated, as II she were on the point OF
speaking In that moment he recog-
niZed Der.
II was the girl in the photograph,
older. more beautiful-the same soft,
sweet contour OF face, the same dark
eyes that had looked at him In Mac
Gregors office, filed with an indie
scribable sadness now, instead OF the
laughing JOY of girlhood. In another
moment he would have responded TO
her hesitation. TO the pathetic tremble
OF her lips. but before words could
form themselves she had turned and
was gone. And yet at the door, even
as she disappeared. he saw her face
! turned to him again. pleadingly, en-
treatingly, as II she knew his mis-
sion and sent 10 him a silent prayer
| for mercy.
Thrusting back his chair. he caught
up his hat from a rack and followed.
He was in time 10 see her pass
through the low door out into the
| night Without hesitation his mind
had leaped TO a definite purpose He
would overtake her outside, introduce
| himself, and then perhaps he would
understand the conflicting orders of
! Inspector MacGregor.
(Contlnued)