Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-10-26

growled
Follow you Monsieur? I do not comprehend
Eli aid your understanding then. You followed us
up the hill out of Alencon. saw YOU Well, here
What do you want:'
"The roads Free he answered sullenly, gaining
courage.
perhaps they are; but no man with honest business
sinks along the hedges You go your way, do you
hear?"
aThe roads of France are free the man muttered
again.
Markham quickly struck match and before the
man could turn away had looked into his face He
the cap and blouse of chauffeur, and his legs
incased in the black puttees of his craft Ogas
ambassador unworthy of her.
well you go back to those who sent you here and
say with the compliments of Monsieur Philidor that
the roads dangerous after dark I've every right to
break your head and if meet you again I'll do it.
Combrenes?"
The man eyed Markham stick obviously again, and
then with glance toward the pair in the bushes silently
walked away. They watched him until he was lost in
the shadows of the trees.
YOU see, said Markham, II was right. But can't
understand it. Why should Olga"
Hernia was laughing softly. Don't tell me you're
stupid that
He took Carissa by the halter and led the way into
the road again. what do you mean?7 he asked slowly.
Il mean mon ami, that you have aroused in Oga's
breast dangerous emotion. She decided sometime
ago to marry you. Didn't you know that! It's quite
true. She told So"
Told your"
aNot in words. Oh, no, Olga never tells anything
important anyone But she told me just the same
"Nonsense She's a coquette-I've always under
stood that. But to marry
Precisely that-nothing else She's madly in love
with you, my poor friend She has failed to bring
a man to her feet when she made up her mind to. The
deduction is obvious
There need Of daylight to see the expression
her companions face. Hernia could read it in the
dark.
@What you say is highly unimportant, he said with
an attempt at smile. sand because she desires to
make me-er-her husband she employs persons to
follow me along the byways of France?'
ooh, Not to follow you, my frend me. You
are merely the bone of contention. | am the mpudent
terrier who has nterered with the peace of her repast
Impossible! She doesn't even know you're out of
Paris How can she know?'
aNow you're delvng into the intrcacies of the femi
nine mind occupation to which you're as little suited
Clarssa-and she's woman You must take my
word for it. Olga has often amazed me by the
racy of her intutions have imagined that where her
own interests involved they would be nothing short
of miraculous. She is quite as sure that am your
panon at the present moment though she had seen
me in Sgnor Cleofonte's wagon
Then if she is so sure he asked with excellent logic
1why should she make so much bother about it?'
Hernia laughed. "The mere fact that she is making
bother about it is significance itself. She'll find
if she can, and confront with the damning fact of
your presence in my society.
@And precious little good that would do herr he put
in rather brutally
Cor me-" said Hernia gravely. @Hen has no fury
ct eeera You've spurned her, Phidor; in spirit, if
not in letter Get her the chance and she will pory
in the marketplace."
MARKHAM went along in silence determined that
~ the chance of discovery must be avoided at all
hazards. Presently he discovered what he had been
looking fora path hardly perceptibe in the darkness,