Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-02-26

then. and the latter looked him over with
a frown, as of dim remembrance which
gradually changed to scowl of hate.
And So said the ex-emir, in ran
corous voice. you have come to your
own at last amid 1t all. Is there no end
to your i'll race? My men told me that
You We're safely buried and dead-they
showed ME the mound that they said COW
cred YOU. How
Come away from here said Carthew.
steadily, land I'll tell you how | eS-
capped" And Parish MKissock, leaning
heavily on his sisters shoulder at last
allowed her to lead him to her own room.
Carthew told him then. in few worcs,
while Lord Ingoldsby. listening. gloomily.
scowled over 1.-THE story of Sallies dar-
ing and his own escape from death, on
the African coast.
The ex-emir's heavy eyes lighted up a
little
'Ay." said Parish M'Kissock musingly.
And SO it was-her-that helped you past
your dug grave. I knew her for met
tlesome flly the first time / ever clapped
eyes OH her. And now-to think that but
for you and me she'd be cOZily settled.
knowing nothing. in this old nest-that
and mine! It's damned upside-down
world this, my fine doctor. But-you'll
make it up to her. maybe in another
way?"
ne W DIS 5dZlliS dl Ndl THEW Will SOIlc-
thing of his old, imperious. indomitable
spirit. You owe-her-yOur very coro-
net. my new Lord Jura,' said he.
I'm pay all owe said Carthew, to
humor him, III she'll take any payment
from me- And at that the Marquis Of
Ingoldsby scowled still more blackly.
The ex-emir made a gruesome effort to
laugh Sardonically.
She'll take it, said he, IF you're man
enough-if you're man enough to master
hoy no and sank hack his
couch.
And now-about Capt. Dove" Carthew
suggested. as he brought paper and ink
to the table from the desk in one corner.
And the dying man sat up again, as if
spurred to final effort.
He looked round at his stricken sister.
Leave us for a little, Janet, woman"
said he, in a more kindly tone. There
is that to be told ROW which you would
like i'll to hear. and his lordship will call
you back wher I'm through with it,
Carthew nodded hastily to the old
housekeeper. We'll be as quick as we
can." he promised, land you can stay
within call.
She went, however. unwillingly. and
then her brother began the story of all
his dealings with Capt. Dove. speaking
slowly. in a low voice, outstanding his
strength, while Carthew wrote down every
word of it.
In his eagerness to insure the downfall
of this surviving enemy, he had no hesi-
tation i'm discriminating himself. Lord In
goldsby listened as if stricken dumb, and
Carthew had hard work to contain HIM
self as he heard among other infamies of
the bargain the eX-eInir had driven with
Capt. Dove over Sallie. He would have
thrown down his pen during M'kissOcks
labored, self-compassionate account of
how Capt Dove had outwitted him had
not the man on the couch at the other
side of the table been almost across
deaths threshold already. MKissocks
rabid thirst for revenge, his obvious i'm
penitence for all his own crimes and mis-
deeds excited repugnance in place of the
pity his plight might otherwise have in
spired. Carthew was devoutly thankful
when that most distasteful task was at
length completed, and Parish M'Kissocks
feeble, struggling signature attached to
the document he had drawn up. Lord In
goldsby and he both added their names
as witnesses, and then he called the
housekeeper in again. Her brother. hav-
ing thus accomplished his final object in
life, was evidently sinking fast.
In the corridor outside Lord Ingoldsby
sailed halt as Carthew would have