The evening world., 1914-07-27

A sniff assured Cazalet that he
yet the only one awake: he pulled ba
taken to keeping drawn at night: and
Of cigarettes between his muscular 4
chin and the quizzical solemnity OF
II was his cabin companion. an
Cazaiet addressed him with nervous
II say. Have been talking in n
"why. yes!" replied Hilton Toyc,
human being Of him.
Cazalet forced a responsive grin an
he reached for his ewn cigarettes.
what did I say?" he asked. with
an amused curiosity at variance with
his shaking hand and shining fore
head.
Toye took him in from crown TO
hnger-tips. with something deep be-
hind his kindly smile.
81 Judge" said he, you were
dreaming Of some drama you've been
seeing ashore. Mr.. Cazalet."
Dreaming" said Cazalct. wiping
his face. 1T was a nightmare! I
must have turned in too soon after
dinner. But should like to know
what said"
81 can tell you word for word. You
said, Henry Craven-dcad!' and then
yeL said. Dead-dead-Henry Cra-
vent as " you'd got to have it both
ways to make sure"
ITS true" said Cazalet. shudder-
Ing. II saw him lying dead. in my
dream"
Hilton Toye took a gold watch
from his waistcoat pocket.
Thirteen minutes to 1 in the morn
lag and now its Sept. Is. Take a note
OF that, Mr.. Cazalet. 1t may be an
other case OF second sight for your
psychical research society"
II don't care II 1t is" Cazalet was
smoking furiously.
Meaning It was no great friend
you dreamed was dead?"
mo friend at all. dead or alive!"
"I'm kind OF wondering said
Toye, winding his watch up slowly,
~ he's by way Of being friend OF
mine. I know a Henry Craven over
in England. Lives along tho river
down Kingston way. In big house..
Scaled Uplands|
Eyes, sir! That's the man. Little
world. isn't III"
The man In the upper berth had to
hold on as his curtains swung clear;
the man tilted back on the settee. al
attention all the time. was more thar
ever an effective foil to him.
without the kindly smile that wen'
a. quickly as 1t came. Hilton Toyt
wa1 sombre. subtle and demure. Caz'
aIet, on the other hand. was Of san.
guine complexion and impetuoui
looks. He was tanned a rich bronze
about the middle of the face. but Il
broke OF across his forehead like thu
coioring of = meerschaum pipe.
Both men were In their early prime
and each stood roughly for his race
and typo: the travelled American wh'
knows the world and the elemental
Britisher who has made some ont
loose end of II his own.
~ thought OF my Henry Craven.
continued Toye. las soon as ever you
came out with yours. But 1t seemed
"A kind Of ordinary name. l NIGH
have known II was tho same II Ia
recollected the name OF his firm
Isn't It Craven & cazalet, the stock
brokers, down In Tokenhouse Yard?'
THAT'S It," said Cazalet bitterly
But there have been none Of US In !
since my father died ten years ago
But you're Henry Craven's ole
partner's SOM"
TIN his only son."
'sThen no wonder you dream abou
Harry Craven" cried Toye. land NJ
wonder 1t wouldn't break your hear
Y your dream came true"
at wouldn't" said Caxalet through
his teeth. HE wasn't a white maj
TO me or mine-whatever you ma.
have found him"
"Oh, I don't claim to like him
lot." said Toye.
But you seem to know a good des
about him?"
II had a little place near his on
summer. ! know only what / hear
down there"
"What did you hear?" asked Caza
let. "I've been away ten years. eve
since the crash that ruined every
body but the man at the bottom G
the whole thing. 1t would be kline
ness to tell me what you heard"
! "Well, guess you've said 1t your
self right now. That man seems
have bcggared everybody all aroui
except himself; that's how l make
out" said Hilton Toye.
"He did worse" said Cazais
through his teeth. "He killed my poe
father; he banished me to the wild
Of Australia; and he sent better ma
To IN