Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-22
By LOUIS TRACY.
Copyright. 1904. by Edward ]. Clode.
TO-DAY'S INSTALLMENT.

TO-DAY'S INSTALLMENT.
The policeman helped him as to local
Information, and he wrote the follow
ing:
Leaving Scarsdale at 2:3o p. m.
Passing through Nation at O'Clock,
and reach York $40. Or. Scarth per-
mits Journey, and accompanies me.
Send any further messages care OF re-
spective station masters prior to hours
named. Accept statement implicitly
that | will reach London Tonight. VIII
wire you from York certain; earlier II
necessary. AS for Identity, you viii re"
Gate, o'clock"
Evelyn and he alone knew that at
that spot on the day and hour named
they became engaged.
The policeman valiantly lent the few
shillings necessary, and the sturdy horse
from the Fox and Hounds tore back to
Scarsdale.
But the constable was of additional
value His researches in Scarsdale pro-
vided a fairly accurate history and de-
scription Of the two denizens of the
Orange
Philip himself had, of course, seen
DIR Williams in broad daylight and
undisguised-not yet could he remem-
Der where he heard that smooth
tongued voice. Jocky Mason he only
pictured hazily after the lapse of years,
but the policemans details of his per-
sonal appearance conceded exactly with
li,Nte a nj
and the hardships of convict life.
At last came the doctor, with valise.
81 am sorry" he laughed, but all
the money l can muster at such short
notice in twelve pounds"
81 began life once before with three
half-pence,'' was the CHEEKY reply.
The few inhabitants of the hamlet
gathered to see them off, and the fish
erman's wife was moved to screw her
apron into her eyes when Philip shook
hands with her, saying that she would
see him again in few days.
"Eh, but he's a bonny lad" was her
verdict.
'"Twas a fair shame to treat him
soa"
At Scarsdale and at Nation again
came loving words from Evelyn. Now
she knew who it was who telegraphed
to her.
And the mysterious Philip Arson at
York remained dumb.
1.-THE Wretch" she said to her moth
er. ITO dare TO open my letter and send
me impudent replies.
More than once she thought of going
! ht1t 10
wisely decided against this course. MI.
Abingdon was out of town, and Philip
might need some one he could trust to
obey his instructions in London.
At ten minutes past five Arson and
DR.. Scarth arrived in York.
A long discourse in the train gave
them a plan They would not appeal
at once to the police. Better clear the
mist that hid events before the aid of
the law was invoked. There were two
of them, and the assistance of the no.
tel people could be obtained If necessary
They hurried first to the station mas
ter's office Anything for Arson? Yes.
Only few words of entreaty from Eve
Ign to avoid further risk.
Then to the hotel. They sought the
| manager.
us there a man staying here who
represents that his name is Philip An
son?'
The question was unusual in its
FORM disturbing in its innuendo. The
man who asked it was pale, with I'M
naturally brilliant brown eyes, a gen.
tleman In manner. but attired in ILL
| fitting garments, and beneath his tweed
| cap he wore a surgical pancage.
And Philip Arson. the millionaire, OF
whom he spoke thus contemptuously,