The Forrest City times., 1913-04-25
CHAPTER Xlt,.
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 Al my evening conference with Eve lyn Grayson. reviewing the days events. I dwelt with some insistence upon the singularity of that episode at Yup Sings
 It vas impressively significant" I maintained. even if 1t was only a coincidence. Incidentally il convinced me that nothing escaped Mir Yup's ob- servation. hal no intention of re- ferring tO my discovery. I chose rath- CT to have him think had not noticed the figure the child was painting. But my choice was not 10 be gratifed. He knew that I had seen and noticed it; and so, to relieve the situation. he frankly directed my attention to the symbol explaining that what I had re- garded as mysterious was most com monpiace. Tt is one of the first things 1 that Chinese babies learn to draw he went on. .it is like the pothook and hanger Of the American primary . schools. First they draw houses. then ships, then men; and the house. the ships and the men are all alike. just as are your As, your B's. and vour ] C's. And when signed to a letter i queried. what does your ship e.and for?' He shrugged his lean shouldors in manner almost Gallic. Who shall say?' he returned"
 And do you believe the pothook and hanger explanation?" Evelyn l asked. pointedlv T. was her way to ! probe at once to tbe heart of a matter.
 T cant say that am altogether convinced" I answered. non-commit- tally. Tn spite of Mow's enthusiastic encomium. I was not very fayorably ! impressed by Yup Sing. His wall Of reserve is too high and too thick. It Is neither scalable nor penetrable And yet he stands well, I believe. in the community"
 We sat in the music room. where a fire of drift wood wove a wool Of green and violet strands through the red warp of the blaze. for the weather had turned chill Evelyn wore a cling ing gown Of black panne velvet, with purple orchids at her waist It had q wonderfully mature effect for one so young as she, but it was not unbecom- ing. Indeed 1t effectively acceatuated the deep raw gold tints of her hair and added to the transparency of her unwonted pallor I was marvelling once again over her outwardlY brave up-bearing In spite of the constant anxiety of which pallid cheeks were the only visible sign. when she said
 'I was sure we should hear from Captain Macleod today"
 He has probably met with rough weather" I consoled "It isn't child's play rounding Point Judith q this sea- son, you know"
 Rough weather or not" she insist ed, he must have reached Gloucester by now. And if he found eter John son. or if he didn't, he was to teIe- phone, you remember"
 Gloucester ia something of a place" l explained adopting the yer nacular. Tt includes no less than eight villages and five thousand men are engaged there in the fishing indus try. Macleod cant he expected 10 learn in five minutes whether a man named Peter Johnson is one of the five thousand"
 But the whole community would know If one of their number had such an experience as hc just passed through" And for this argument had no answer ready
 Fortunately. however, none was re- Quired of me, for nt that moment steps were audible crossing the hall, and when our eyes turned downward they encountered the dapper figure Of Louis. Cameron's French valet. halt ing respectfully on the threshold.
 'Mademoiselle" he said, lowing, ''mais voici des lettres qui jai trouve." And We saw, then, that he carried tin despatch box
 Evelyn directed him to place 1t up- l on the table by which she sat II seemed that she had not given over 1 the idea that the letters for which We 1 had searched SO diligently on Sunday 1 were somewhere in tne house and had directed Louis to bring to her anything in the wey of writing that he could lay his hands upon.
 He had found the despatch box. he told us. hidden away behind some sei- dom employed volumes in the library. and thinking it might contain that of which Miss Grayson was in quest, had foced the lock. 10 discover several carefully-tied packets of letters. wish l could give even a half ade- quate idea of the way she thanked Louis. It would add so much to realizing sense of her sweetness with out detraoting et all from the envis- agemcnt of her dignity. No one could have heard her bon garcon" and not have felt impelled to consecrate his aG.eavogs hcn-o-orth and la-eysrmnra