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wave his hand; saw also the open
wonder on the reporters pleasant
face.
Who II your friend, Norton7 r
Braine asked indifferently, his head
still unturned.
Stanley Hargreave. Met him IN
Hongkong when / was sent over tc
handle part Of the revolution. Waz
correspondence stun. First time
ever ran across him on Broadway al
night. We've since had some pow.
vows over some rare books. Queer
old cock; brave ~ lion, but as quiet
as a mouse"
"Bookish, eh? My kind. Bring him
over" Underneath the table Braine
Unanswered to touch the foot of the
princess.
Il don't know" said the reporter
obviously. HE might say no, and
that would embarrass the whole lot Of
prised to see him here"
Try" urged the princess. Il like
to meet men who are hermits."
81 haven't the least doubt about
that" the reporter laughed. I'll try:
but don't blame me if I'm rebuffed."
He left the table with evident re-
luctance and approached Hargreave.
The two shook hands cordially, for the
elder man was rather fond of this
medley of information known as Jim
Norton.
> "Sit down, boy; sit down. You're
just the kind of man I've been want
ing to talk to tonight"
Wouldn't you rather talk to pref
ty woman?"
I'm an old man."
Bah! That's hypocritical bluff.
and you know it My friends at the
next table have asked me to bring
you over"
81 do not usually care to meet
strangers"
Make an exception this once" said
the reporter, who had seen Braine's
eyes change and was curious to know
why the appearance of Hargreave in
the mirror had brought about that
metally CLEAN. Here were two
unique men; he desired to see them
face to face.
This once. My fault; l ought not
to be here; l feel out Of place. What
a life, though, you reporters lead! To
neet kings and presidents and great
fnanciers, socialists and anarch-
lists, the whole scale Of life. and to
slap these people on the back as If
they were everyday friends."
Now you're making fun of me. For
one king there are always twenty |
Lhick brogans ready to kick me down
he steps; don't forget that
Hargreave laughed. Come, then;
let us get it over with"
The introductions were made. Nor
on felt rather chagrined. So far as
le could see, the two men were total
strangers. Well, it was all in the
,ame. Nine out of ten opportunities
or the big story were fake alarms;
nut he was always willing to risk the
abor these nine entailed for the sake
4 the tenth.
At length Braine glanced at his
watch, and the princess nodded.
.dieux were said. Inside the taxicab
,raine leaned back with deep, aud
BILE sigh.
what it is?" she asked
"The luck of the DEVILS own he
aid. "Child of the Steppes, for years
mr. continents |
through valleys and over mountains
Dr. what? For the sight of the face
( that man we have just left. AT
rst glance l wasn't sure; but the
ound of his voice was enough. Olga,
ne next time you see that reporter,
lrow your arms around his neck and
ISIS him. What did tell you? With
ut Norton's help | would not have
cen sure I'm going to leave you at
BUR apartment"
1.-THE man of the Black Hundred?"
lie whispered.
"The man who deserted and defied
10 Black Hundred, who broke his |
,ws. and never paid a kopeck for
10 privilege; the man who had been
,pointed for the supreme work and
ho ran away. In those days we need
men of his stamp, and to accom-
ish this end.
There was a woman" she inter
pied. with a touch of bitterness.
always the woman. And she was
clever and handsome as you are"
Thanks. Sometimes -"
"Ah, yes," ironically. Sometimes
u wish you could settle down, marry
d have family! Your domesticity L
,uld last about a month" +;
She made no retort because she rec r
nized the truth of this statement.
There's an emerald know Of" he Is
ID ruminatively. TITS quite pos L
lie that you may be wearing it with Je
a few days"
7 am mad over them. There is
nething in the green stone that fas- ha
ates me. / can't resist it." to
That's because, somewhere in the ga
past, your ancestors were orien- me
8. Here we are. I'll see you to- an
rrow. / must hurry. Goodnight" he
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