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

TODAY 5 EN-.
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-
| mlts 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 to- night viii
wire you from York certain; earlier II
necessary. AS for Identity, you viii re-
call May IS, Hyde Park, near stanhope
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
Grange House.
Philip himself had, of course, seen
| Or Williams in broad daylight and
sguised-not yet could he remem-
Der where he heard that smooth
| tongued voice Jocky Mason he only
pictured hazly after the lapse of years,
but the policeman's details of his per
sonal appearance conceded exactly with
/ Philips recollection, allowing for age
and the hardships of convict life.
! At last came the doctor, with a valise.
Il am sorry" he laughed, but all
| the money l can muster at such short
notice in twelve pounds"
! "I 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 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 1t was who telegraphed
| to her
And the mysterious Philip Arson at
! York remained dumb.
| THE Wretchl" she said to her moth
er. ITO dare TO open my letter and send
me impudent replies.
More than once she thought of going
to York to meet her lover, but she
wisely decided against this course MI
Abingdon was out OF town, and PHILIP
might need some one he could trust tC
obey his instructions in London.
I AT ten minutes past five Arson an6
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 twu
of them, and the assistance of the ho-
tel people could be obtained if necessary
They hurried first to the station mas
ter's office. Anything for Arson? Yes,
Only a few words of entreaty from Eve
Ign to avoid further risk.
Then to the hotel. They sought the
manager.
rs there 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 gem
tleman in manner but attired in ILL
fitting garments, and beneath his tweed
cap he wore surgical Dancage
And Philip Arson the millionaire, OF
whom he spoke thus contemptuously,