The Washington times., 1913-11-29
ALIAS THE MIGHT WIND
--- By vARICk VANARDY ---
A

that you were i'll and very much in
neeG of one. That week-old newspaper
, contained an advertisement from this
house. The location suited you. That is
the explanation. 1t has puzzled me
greatly It. was merely. a coincidence
that have the top floor:
The explanation seemed quite simple
now.
I'm your delirIum you have told me
much that happened to you alter We
parted that early morning when you
spranS over the park wall and dsap-
pt AIRED IN other ways ] know more
about the circumstances" she con-
cluded.
She was silent moment: then she
added: .ra-r
There. is lust little more to tell
YOU, after which you must rest. and
try to sleep until ! can come to you
again. tell you this so you will un-
derstand, and III order that you may
not be troubled by msgivings and ap-
prehensions while you rest here, and
get well again. 1t s this:
i have always been rather an am
bilious young person. Once upon a time
I believed that the career of a trained
nurse filed my desire for usefulness, so
] studied and graduated as one. Be
cause of that fact ] have felt that l
was equal to the emergency which con-
fronted you.
ITO summon a doctor 10 attend you
was out OF the question. save as a Ia st
extremity. So I took the chance. You
have nothing to fear while you are here
Nobody suspects who you really arc.
Nobody will suspect Now, get we'll
, again as gu ckly as possible: and to do
| that. avoid, II you can, every inclination
to cough. force yourself not to talk or
ask questions, and compel yourself to
patience un.il you are stronger"
II must ask one question: Harvard
said, quiokly-"just one; then I will be
content: | must know who you are and
why
She closed his lips again with the tips
The who is sufficient for the pres
emit she said. Never mind the why
You may. when you are able to talk,
address me as Katherine. Let that suf-
think of you as the Night Wind. I like
it,
She moved quickly away from him
and he heard the door close behind
her before he realized that she was
going.
Left to himself. he fell to studying
the picture on the walls. and the other
decorations of the room he occupied so
strangely, nor was he long in deter
mining that Il Was the parlor. or living
place was the home OF this remarkable
"nunr person who had befriended him
The bed. he decided. was one of the
uITen port creations.
Hti OptT'U daSln, SOttiJ,
and he thought that sne was return
ing. But the face that appeared beside
him was intensely black. though well
featured and kindly IN its expression.
The jet-black hair on the man, head
WAS wavy instead Of kinky and his
skin was entirelr without that shini-
ress which r. the usual quality of a
negro'S complexion.
u am Julius, sir he said. III you
should want anything touch the hell
/ viii! be in the next ROOM
He went away. and Bingham Har-
ward. alias the Night Wind, being again
alone. slepI.
Chance alone-possibN fate mad a
hand in it-anG placed him where h.
Was. In that old newspaper he hal
discovered The address Of a roof TO let
in the locality he desireG. Being III. he
required ono. IN his de'erium he had
wandered there, unreco%niZed.
Fate de"rccd that II should he that
unknown audr"ss OF Lady Kate in the
Seventies.