Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-04-06

&&SvSA was very full, you'll remember. For
tunately he was too far away from
your window to recognize you Think how easy
it might"
But I've told you twice that held my hand
over Tinkos nose and he just couldn't bark Mr..
Smart You are really most unreasonable about
it! The dog had to have breath OF fresh air.
"Why not send him up to the top of the tower
and let him around on the
"Oh there's no use talking about it any longer.
she said YEARLY. Tits all over and no real harm
was done. am awfully sorry if they made it I'M
comfortable for YOU 1t is just like him to suggest
something-well, scandalous. And the rest OF them
are dreadful leases, especially Mrs. Smith. They
love anything risque. And now will you be good
enough to tell me who am. she asked after a few
minutes; "that is who am l supposed to be-"
"Oh," said uneasily,- you are really nobody.
You Bntton's wife
what! Does Britton know it,
yes said l. with wry smile. He took
mean advantage of me in the presence of George
Hazard not an hour ago, and asked for a raise in
wages on account of his wifes illness. 1t seems
that you are an invalid Moreover, it will be nee
essary for Britton take Maxs place as your per-
SOnal servant.
3Very well" she said resignedly. fixing me with
hurt eyes. I'm sorry to be such bother to you"
There's great deal at stake" said |. The
peril is-well, it's enormous. l having the
fends own time heading off scheme they've got
for exploring the entire castle. Your hus-your eX-
husband says he knows of secret door opening
into this part of the
She sprang to her feet with sharp cry of alarm.
1Heavens! II forgot about that! There IS Sc
rectly into my bedroom!" Her eyes were very
wide and full of CONSERVATION. She grlpped my
arm "Come. Be quick! We must pile something
heavy against it, nail it up, or-do something"
CHE fairly dragged me out into the corridor, and
~ then, picking up her dainty skirts battered
down the rickety stairs at SO swift pace that l
had some difficulty in keeping her in sight.
At last we came to the broad hall at the top OF
the main staircase. Almost directly in front of us
doomed the great padlocked doors leading to the
other wing. Passing them like the wind, she led
the way to the farthermost end OF the hall. Light
from the big, paneleSs windows overlooking the
river came streaming into the vast corridor, and |
could see doors ahead to the right and the left OF
U.S. Turning to the left she threw open door and
disappeared into the room beyond. | followed on
the run; but stopped just over the threshold to
catch my breath in astonlshment. l was IN my
Lady's bedchamber!'
The immense Gothic bed stood on its dais, i'm
posing in its isolation Three or four modern IN
novation trunks loomed like minarets against the
opposite walls, half open. Ones imagination might
have been excused it conjured up sentres to pop
out of the trunks to scare one halt to death. Some
of my most precious rugs adorned the floor; but
the windows were absolutely undraped There
were few old chairs scattered about; but no other
article of furniture except lmprov1sed WashStand
and clumsy, portable tin bathtub which leaned
nonchalantly against the foot of the bed. There
were great mirrors in the wall at one end OF the
room.
Don't stand there gaping" she cried in shrill
whisper, starting across the room. "This IS the
mirror, the middle one. 1t opens by means of
spring. There is small hole in the wall behind it.
and then there is still another secret door beyond
that, a thick iron with the sixth Baron Roth
hoefen portrait the outer side of it. The canvas
swings open. We must
was beginning to get my bearings. "The sixth
Baron? Old Ludwig the Red!'
"The very one."
aThen by Jove! he is in my study! You don't
mean to say"
please don't stop to talk, she cried impatiently,
Copyright 1913. ty George McCu,cheon.