The Washington times., 1913-12-16
By VARICK VANARDY

1 been a fugitive from the distorted law
| mad he borne a weapon. He needed
| none. His hands, his muscles, his
nerves, his compelling will to accom-
plish, were surer weapons far than any
| that had ever been wrought by me-
| chanical skill. Rushton would wilt and
| wither beneath them as a blade OF
grass is blighted by intense heat
| 70 New York.
Katherine crossed the river at the
%ame time he did
She was above it. He was beneath
| {. She was bound for Jersey. He was
eaving New Jersey for New York She
| was on her way to save him from him
| self-for the colored doctor was an
| observant man and had faithfully re-
ported certain misgivings that he en-
| tertained-and Harvard was on his way
| to commit the forbidden crime.
So they met and passed, unknowing
| and unknown, she above the river, he
beneath it
The doctor arrived at his home but
They found the letters that Harvard
had left behind him. The denomlna-
| ton of the yellow-back bill inc osed in
! the envelope to the physician astounded
them. both and dismayed Katherine
anew.
In his letters the Night Wind told
nothing of his purposes or future plans,
save that definite one of going away.
knaW BGs ns Knew knex x hs three
alike helpless to prevent what then
seemed to have become the Inevitable
the execution Of Rodney Rushton.
Katherine read and reread the letter
that was addressed to julius. She un-
derstood perfectly well that it had been
intended for her more than for her
servitor.
What should she do? What could
she do?" she asked herself, over ana
rrir0 oil ha
there was practically nothing that she
could do.
The only thing certain about it all
was that Lieut.. Rodney Rushton. OF
yond recall if he should fall into the
hands of the men he had so grievously
wronged-Bingham Harvard. alias the
Night Wind.
Katharine remained only short time
at the house of the physician. Then she
had Julius drive her to the tube and left
him.
In the tunnel, across the car. and at
the opposite end Of 1t, she discovered a
face that was vaguely familiar; and
presently she remembered that she had
seen II only once before-at police head
quarters in New York.
She knew then that she was being fol-
lowed. For some unknown reason the
knowledge gave her courage; II gave
an added zest to her undertaking. More
than anything else, il classed her with
the man she wanted to save from him
self.
Furtively. she looked for another face
also for she understood that there must
be Two men on her trail. She did not
find II, but she assumed that II would
be in the other car. And she was cor
rect.
She had taken a train that brought
her to Thirty-third street, in Manhat-
tan. AS well there as elsewhere, she
left glance
backward. She did not care to inform
those men that she knew herself to be
followed.
Katharine went directly to the house
in Eleventh street and packed the few
articles that she cared to have removed.
She gave directions concerning them.
and passed outside again. Her "shad-
owS'' had been changed in the mean
time, but she understood perfectly well
that she was followed from there to tha
other address where she had lived and
where she had once cared for Bingham
Harvard, the house in the seventies.
Julius had already received instruc-
tions concerning the disposition of her
belongings et that place. But it was
the address that she had given to
Clancy that morning at headquarters,
so she decided that she would go there
and wait. There was nothing else for
her to do-and she could rest, and think,
while she waited.
Katharine mounted the steps and en-
tered the house without a glance back
ward. She passed into the house and
closed the street door. There was no
thought that those men would attempt
to follow her inside. They would be con-
tent to wait her reappearance.
There were three flights of stairs to
ascend before she could reach her own
as mater of fact, she
had abandoned some time ago. She had
not been there at all during the last
three weeks.
But her effects were there still Moth |
ing had been taken away as yet.
She thrust her key into the lock of
the door and opened 1t. The odor of a |
cigar tanged in her nostrils. The burly |
figure of a man sprang from a chair |
near the window and confronted her.
The man was Rodney Rushton.