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He looked at his watch: quarter
after two. II they were not in their
rooms he would have good grounds for
his suspicious. He stole along the gal
lery and down the stairs to the office.
Just in time to see the two enter. much
the worse for drink. Mallow was
hoisterous. and Craig was sullen. The
former began to argue with the night
manager, who politely shook his head.
Mallow grew insistent. but the night
manager refused to break the rules
of the hotel Warrington inferred that
Mallow was demanding liquor, and his
inference was correct. He moved q
little closer, still hidden behind the
potted palms.
"All right" cried Mallow. Well go
back to town for it,"
I've had enough" declared Craig
sullenly. Let's cut out booze and play
little hand or two"
"Fine!" Mallow slapped his thigh
as he laughed Mice bird I'd be for
you to pluck. Think of something
else The billiard hall is open"
Craig shook his mead. When Mallow
was argumentative it was no time to
play billiards.
BAH" snarled Mallow. Since you
won't drink like a man nor play bill
lizards, I'm for bed, And just as the
fun was beginning"
Craig nudged him warningly. NAL
low stalked away, and Craig. realizing
that the night was done, followed.
Warrington had seen and heard
enough. He was tolersbly sure. 1t
might have been out of pure deviltry.
so far as Mallow was concerned; but
Craig had joined in hope of definite
| profits. A fine pair of rogues!
He eyed indecisively the stairs and
then glanced toward the brilliant night
outside. 1t would not be possible to
sleep in that room again. So he tip
toed out to the cafe veranda and
dropped into a comfortable chair. He
would hunt them up some time during
the day. He would ask Mallow for
fifty pounds, and he sincerely hoped
that Mallow would refuse him. For
he was grimly resolved that Mallow
should pay for those half-truths, more
damning than bald lies. 1t was due to
Mallow that he was never more to see
or speak to Elsa. He emptied the ash
from his Guilty which he slowed away
The great heartache and the great
e. disillusion would not have fallen to
his lot had Elsa been frank in Ran.
goon. had she but told him that she
was to sail on the same -teamer. He
would have put over his sailing He
would have gone his way. still believ-
ing himself to be Bayard, a Galahad
or any other of those simple dreamers
who put honor and chivalry above and
before all other things.
Elsa! He covered.his face with his
hands and remained In that position
for a long while. so long indeed that
: the coolies. whose business it was to
I scrub the filings every morning at
four, went about their work quietly for
fear of disturbing him.
/ Elsa had retired almost immediate
ly after dinner. She endeavored to
finish some initial work on old EN-.
broideries, but the needle insisted
upon pausing and losing stitch after
stitch. She went TO bed and strove to
sleep. but that sweet healer came not
/ to her wooing. Nothing she did could
overcome the realization of the shot
she had received. 1t had left her dull
and bewildered.
The name echoed and re-echoed
through her mind; Paul Ellison. II
should have been an illumination: in.
+ stead, she had been thrust into utter
darkness. Neither Arthur nor his
mother had ever spoken of brother,
and she had known them for nearly
ten years. Two men, who might be
/ twin brothers. with the same name: II
was maddening. What could 1t mean
The beautiful white-haired mother, the
handsome charming son. who idolizeo
each other; and this adventurer, this
| outcast, this patient, brave and kindly