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CHAPTER VII-Continued.

Then, before their startled, horror
truck eyes, the Hindu coolly plunged
he glittering blade into his breast,
living 1t in to the hilt!
Good Lord" shouted the two old
zen
Ranjab serenely replaced the sword
b It's SCabbard.
1t Is not always the knife that finds
DO heart" said he, so slowly, so full
i meaning, that even the old men
gssped the significance Of the cryptic
remark.
"A Teller can be fooled, no matter
how closely he Watches" said Mr..
Dawes, and he was not referring to
be amazing sword trick.
No, sir" said Mr.. Riggs, with
gloomy irreleVance, 81 don't like that
EonSn."
The old spell of the Orient had
fallen upon the ancients. They were
hsahng the vague whisperings of
voices that came from nowhere, as
hey had heard them years ago in the
cystic silences Of the East.
81! One comes" said Ranjab,
sottly. 1T will be the masters son."
An instant later his closet door
tOsed nOiselessly behind him and the
I'D men we're alone, blinking at each
other. There was no sound from the
Aal. They waited, watching the cur
iined door At last they heard foot
Ssps on the stairs, quick footsteps of
lie young
frederick strobe rapidly into the
isOn
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to be nice and good and reasonable
James? mean about poor Frederick
His face clouded again. DO You
know what you are doing to the boyT
he asked bluntly.
Quite as well as know what you
are doing to him." she replied quickly.
He stiffened. Cant you see what II
is coming to-"
Eyes. He was on the point OF leaving
your house, never to come back to 1t
again That's what it Is coming to-"
she said, lively.
"Why-why, he'd starve!' cried the
man, shaken in spite of himself. He
has never done days labor, he
doesn't know how to earn a living.
He"
"And who is to blame? You, James,
you! You have tied his hands, and
have penned him up in"
I'VE will not go into that" he inter-
rupted coldly.
VERY we'll. l have advised him to
bide his time"
CTo BE CoNT1NUED)
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He came swiftly into the room from
the hail. and not from his closet. The
look of relief in YVonne's eyes was
Short-lived. She saw Amusement in
the faces Of the two old men-and
knew!
After we have had the feats of
magic" Brood was saying, Miss Des-
mond will read to you. ladies and gen
tlemen, that chapter Of our Journal"
My Gawd!" groaned both of the
middle-aged gentlemen, looking at
their watches.
"-relating to-"
You'll have to excuse me, Brood,
really, you know. Important engage
ment uptown"
Sit down, Cruger," exclaimed Hod.
der. The lady won't miss you"
"-relating to our first encounter
with the great and only Raniab" pur-
sued Brood, oracularly. I'VE found
him in little village far up in the
mountains. He was under sentence
OF death for murder. BY the way,
YVonne, the kris you have in your
hand is the very weapon the good fell
low used in the commission of his
crime. He was in prison and was to
die within fortnight after our arrival
in the town. ! heard Of his unhappy
plight and all that had led up to It.
His case interested me tremendously
One night, week before the proposed
execution, my friends and l stormed
the little prison and rescued him. We
were just getting over the cholera and
needed excitement That was fifteen
years ago. He has been my trusted
body servant ever since. | am sure
you will be interested in what ! have
written about that thrilling adven-
ture."
YVonne had dropped the ugly knife
upon the table as if it were a thing
that scorched her fingers.
did he-really kill a man." whis-
pered Miss Janey, with horror in her
eyes.
He killed woman. His wife, Miss
Janey. She had been faithless, you
see. He cut her heart out. And now,
Ranjah, are you ready?"
The Hindu salaamed. "Ranjab is
always ready, sahib," said he.
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closet. An edd expression of alarm
crept into her eyes.
Frederic" she said, softly almost
timorously.
He lifted his head quickly. and then
Sprang to his feet. His eyes were wet
and his lips were drawn. Shame DOS.
Sessed him. He tried to smile, but 1t
was a pitiful failure.
oh, I'm SO ashamed of-of-" he
began in a choked voice.
Ashamed because you have cried %
she said quickly. But no! 1t is good
10 cry-it is good for women to cry.
But when strong man breaks down
and sheds tears, am-oh, | am heart.
broken. But come! You must go to
your room and battle your face. Go at
once. Your father must not know that
you nave cried. He"
D-n him!" came from between
Frederic's clinched teeth.
Hush" she CRIED. with another
glance at Ranjab's door. She would
nave given much to know whether
the Hindu was there or still below
stairs You must not say such"
suppose you're trying to smooth
1t over so that they won't consider
him brute. Is that it?"
Hush! Please, please! You know
tnat my heart aches for you, mon
ami. 1t was cruel of him, it was cow.
ardly' yes, cowardly! Now I have
said it," She drew herself I'D and
turned deliberately toward the little
door across the room.
His eyes frightened. The crooked
sneer turned into an imploring smile
Forgive me, Yvonne! You must
see that Pm beside myself. II"
But you must be sensible. Re.
member he is your father. He is a
strange man. There has been a great
deal OF bitterness in his life. He"
But l can't go on the way things
are now. He's getting to be worse
than ever. l never have had a kind
word from him, seldom a word of any
description. Never kind look. Can't
you understand how it goads me to-"
i am your friend" she said slowly.
is this the way to reward me?"
He dropped to his knees and Gov
cred her hands with kisses, mumbling
his plea for forgiveness.
81 am so terribly unhappy" he said
over and over again. I'D leave this
house tonight if it were not that |
can't bear the thought of leaving you,
YVonne. l adore you. You are every
thing in the world to me. l."
Get up!" she cried out sharply. He
lifted his eyes in dumb wonder and
alteration, but not in time to catch
the look Of triumph that swept across
her face.
"You will forgive me?" he cried,
coming to his feet. "I-I couldn't help
saying it. 1t was wrong-wrong! But
you will forgive me, YVonne?"
She turned away, walking slowly
toward the door. He remained rooted
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with Miss Followed. He took in the
situation at glance Was it relief
that sprang into his eyes as he saw
the two old men?
Frederic came down from the win
dow, somewhat too swiftly for one who
Is moved by shame and contrition, and
raced the group with a well-assumed
look of modification in his pale,
tWitching face. He spoke in low, re-
pressed tones, but not once did he
permit his gaze to encounter that of
his father
I'm aWfully sorry to have made a
nuisance Of myself. 1t does 90 to my
head and II dare say the heat Of
the room helped to do the work. I'm
all right now, however. The fresh air
did me a lot of good. Hope you'll
overlook my foolish attempt to be a
devil Of fellow" He hesitated a mo-
ment and then went on, more clearly.
I'm all right now, father. 1t shall not
happen again, can promise you
that" A close observer might have
seen the muscles Of his jaw harden
as he uttered the final sentence. He
intended that his father should take
1t as threat, not as an apology.
Brood was watching him closely, a
puzzled expression in his eyes; gradu-
ally it developed into something like
admiration. In the clamor of voices
that ensued the older man detected
the presence of an underlying note of
censure for his own behavior. For the
first time in many years he expert
enced feeling of shame.
Someone was speaking at his
elbow. Janey Followed, in her young,
enthusiastic voice, shrilled something
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to the spot, blushing with shame and
dismay.
Where are you going? To tell
him." he gasped.
She waited an instant, and then
came toward him. He never could
have explained the unaccountable i'm
pulse that forced him to fall back q
few steps as she approached. Her eyes
were gazing steadily into his, and her
red lips were parted.
"That is as it should be-" she was
saying but he was never sure that he
heard the words. His knees grew
weak. He was in the tolls! Now,
you must pull yourself together" she
went on in such a matter-of-fact tone
that he Strengthened up involuntarily.
Come! Wipe the tear stains from
your cheeks"
He obeyed, but his lips still quiV-
cred with the rage that had been
checked by the ascendency of another
and even more devastating emotion
She was standing quite close to him
now, her slender figure swaying
slightly as if moved by some strange,
rhythmic melody to which the heart
beat time. Her eyes were soft and
velvety again: her smile tender and
appealing. The vivid white OF her
arms and shoulders seemed to shed
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CHAPTER VIII.
die Killed a wousn -

ha lace was livid with rage. For
moment he glowered upon the two
gig men, his fingers working spasmod.
lally, his chest heaving with the vol.
eanlc emotions he was trying so hard
. subdue. Then he whirled about,
Q glare into the han.
IN Gods name, Freddy, boy, what's
aappened" cried old Mr.. Riggs, all
afemble.
come minutes passed before he could
aasI himself to speak. Ugly veins
S9Od out on his pale temples, as he
F'eed the floor in front of them. Even
asiiy Mr. Dawes ventured the vital
Vaestiol, in a somewhat hushed voice.
save you-quarreled with your ia
aF, Freddy"
ile young man threw up his arms
! = gesture Of despair. There was
val Of misery in his voice as he
snted out:
= the name Of God, why should he
~ " me as he does? What have |
' am ! not good son to him ?"
aush!" imDlored Mr.. Dawes, nery.
oaa7. He'll hear you"
dear mel" cried Frederic. and
ned aloud in his recklessness.
10y Shouldn't he hear me? By
u. u, u not stand it day longer. He
! uIunt think of treating a dog as
|,..' lya's me, God, IL, why, he is
lally forcing me to hate him. |
s'e MIN! | swear to heaven, il
" 10 my heart to kill him down
y Just now. L" He could not
mn Z, he clicked up and the tears
~. % his eyes. Abruptly turning
ea,ss ne threw himself upon the
nv, sSsa and buried his face on his arms
mug IKE a little child.
Az. u Old men, distressed beyond the
,ussf Of speech, mumbled lncob e ont
n NUS Of comfort as they slowly edged
n, , ~ the door. They tiptoed
hi, ' 1s. nail and neither spoke until
~. Deufoom door was closed bebind
N, !. MI. Dawes even tried it to see
was safely latehed.
49, curtains parted and Yvopne
gss ssa IN upon the wretched Frederic e
sos,s,. Was a look of mingled pain and.
~ iatlon in her wide open eyes
= Il, moment she stood there regard.
ess. nm IN silence. Then sic swiftly
INN Tue room to the couch in the
llseIs.,S.n where ere, he sat huddled up, his
y ,s aers still shaking with the mis-.
\, ] racked him. Her hand went
Aee.. y touch the tousled hair, Init
1ls sesq before contact. Slowly she
Saek' with a glance of appreben.
ward the door of the Hindu's
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into his ear that caused him to look
at her In utter amazement. 1t was so
astounding that he could not believe
he heard Alright. He mumbled in a
questioning tone, 81 beg your pardon?'
and she repeated her remark.
"How wonderfully like you Frederic
is, Mr.. Brood" Then she added: do
you know, I've never noticed it until
tonight. It's really remarkable"
1T Is most gratifying discovery"
said he, and turned to speak to Mrs
Desmond. He did not take his gaze
from Frederic's white, set face, how
ever! and, despite the fact that he
knew the girl had uttered an idle COM
monplace, he was annoyed to find
himself studying the features of Ma
tides boy with an interest that
seemed almost laughable when he con-
sidered 1t later on.
His guests found much to talk about
in the room. He was soon being
dragged from one object to another
and ordered to reveal the history, the
use and the nature of countless things
that obviously were intended to be
just what they seemed; such as rugs,
shields, lamps, and so forth. He was
ably assisted by Messrs. Riggs and
Dawes, who lied prodigiously in a
frenzy Of rivalry.
What perfectly delightful Bud
dha," cried Miss Janey, stopping in
front of the idol. How perfectly
lovely he is-or is it a she, Mr..
Brood?"
Frederic Joined Lydia at the table.
"a delicious scene, wasn't it?" he
asked, bitterly, in lowered tones.
Her fingers touched his. What did
he mean, Freddy? Oh, felt so sorry
for you. 1t was dreadful"
Don't take it so seriously, Lyddy,"
he said squeezing her hand gently.
Both of them realized that it was the
nearest thing to caress that had
passed between them in a fortnight
or longer. A wave of shame swept
through him. Dear old girl, my dear
old girl" he whispered brokenly.
Her eyes radiated joy, her lips part
ed in wan, tremulous smile of sur
prise, and soft sigh escaped them.
my dear, dear boy" she murmured,
and was happier than she had been in
weeks.
"See here, old chap" said one of the
middle-aged gentlemen, again consult
ing his watch as he loudly addressed
his host, cant you hurry this per-
Torrance of yours along bit? 1t is
after ten. you know"
81 will summon the magician" said
Brood BE prepared, ladies and gen.
tlemen, to meet the devil. Ranjab is
the prince of darkness"
He lifted his hand to strike the
gong that stood near the edge OF the
table.
InVoluntarily four pairs of eyes fas.
tened their gaze upon the door to the
Hindu's closet. Three mellow, softly
reverberating Blooms" filed the room.
Almost instantly the voice Of the Hin
du was heard.
"Ai:ee, sahib!"
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She laughed. 81 shall pay no at
tention to such nonsense. You are an
honest fool and l don't blame you.
Wiser men than you have fallen in
love with me, so why not you? like
you, Freddy. | like you very. very
much. ="
You like me because | am his
son" he cried hotIy.
If you were not his son | should
despise YOU" she said deliberately,
cruelty. He WINGED. There, now;
we've said enough. You must be
sensible. You will discover that am
very, very sensible. 1t is Lydia whom
you love, not l."
Before heaven, Yvonne, | do love
her. That's what | cannot understand
about myself" He was pacing the
floor.
But | understand" she said. Q0i.
city. Now go away, please And
don't let me hear another word about
leaving your fathers house. You are
not to take that step until l commaad
you to go. Do you understand"
He stared at her In utter bewilder-
ment for moment, and slowly nodded
his head. Then he turned toward the
door, shamed and Inundated beyond
words.
AS he went swiftly down the stairs
his father came out upon the landing
above and leaned over the railing TO
watch his descent A moment later
Brood was knocking at Yvonnes door.
He did not wait for an invitation to
enter, but strobe into the room with
out ceremony.
She was standing at the window
that opened out upon the little stone
balcony, and had turned swiftly at
the sound Of the rapping. Surprise
gave way to an expression of displeas-
ure.
What has Frederic been saying to
your" demanded her husband curtIy,
after he had closed the door.
A faint sneer came to her lips.
Nothing, my dear James, that you
would care to know" she said, smol-
dering anger in her eyes.
You mean something that
shouldn't know" he grated.
Are you forgetting yourself.
James," coldly.
He stared at her incredulousiy.
Good Lord! Are you trying to tell
me what shall do or say"
She came up to him slowly. James,
we must both be careful We must
not quarrel" Her hands grasped the
lapel of his long lounging robe. There
was an appealing look in her eyes that
checked the harsh words even as they
rose to his lips. He found himself
looking into those dark eyes with the
same curious wonder In his own that
had become so common of late. Time
and again he had been puzzled by
something he saw in their liquid
depths, something he could not fathom,
no matter how deeply he probed
What is there about you, Yvonne,
that hurts me-yes, actually hurts me
when you look at me as you're look.
ing now?" he cried, almost roughly.
There is something in your eyes
there are times when you seem to be
looking at me through eyes that are
not your own. It's-it's quite un-
canny. II you"
Il assure you my eyes are all my
own" she cried, fippantly, and yet
there was slight trace of nervous
ness in her manner. do you intend
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Goes the Limit.

When a woman Is angry she tells .
man Just what she thinks Of him--and,
incidentally. just what she thinks 9th.
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ounciaci6n figurada en- caste
ilaGo, es una de las que mas
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Aventuras de Sherlock Hol-
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FL vendedor de cadaverea,
El robo del diamante asul. Y
La hija del usurero.
Blackwell, el pirata del TfmesIi
Jack Ell destripsdor. -
Los monederos falsos de Londres.
La maleta sangrienta.
I'm medico criminal.
Ell testamento del director.
Sherlock Holmes y ell c,ntraban-
dista de opio.
En- la escuela del crfmen de Pitts
burg.
4 las puertas de Ia muerte.
La viuda rojs de Paris.
La oeStia humana.
Una noche de terror.
Ell robo del collar de perlss.
La infsme possda del Cairo,
Ell raufragio de Corfu.
81 rey de los bandidos.
Aventuras de John G. Raffles,
rev de los ladrones mcder.
.os:
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I'm robo en- ell Palacio Real.
81 principe jugador.
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r,esidente de las Coionias.
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modelos de cartas para pedimentos de-
matrimonio.
Ell "Perfecto Secretarie Mexicano"
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PERIODIC DE 1887 A 1871.
(Hcxamctros SO, 81. So, SO, SD

Sc scerca, ioh, Lehnin! aquel CSC negs sninedo de mortal edic para
ii. Al ateo, cl Lberlino, el adutero, que rompe y corts con II euehile,
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PERIODIC DE 1870 A 1885.
(Hexametros 80, 40, Al, 42.)

(Hexametros 80, 40, Al, 42)
ST. este hermaRo es u n hombre vaiente; per- ique loea vanidad la u
va sueha on franquear las monta"as y apenas eon"sue fra"enear u
ruente. ivedIe que bruno los aceros! iDesgraendos de vo'otfos' haitian
ties de Lehnn! iPor que ha de respetar " los her"an0'' ell u aueFe
exterHinar al padre?
REALIzACIoN-AIbertO ramado Aquhes, elector a los cincuenta y
oeho amos, sosiene cn valor sangrientas guerras, que terminan heroca-
Tema IN caracter soberbio y vehemeHte. ,
En- entredicho con a Papa, fe cxcomulgado. Como pasara cerca del
convento de Lehnn. eXgio. a pear {: Ia excomunion' que Sc lie recbiese
con sus soldados. Los frales cerraron las puertas al exconugado y levan-
aron eI puentc tendido Sobre 81 HavcI frente al monastero. Alberto nan
d. forzar eli paso. iPor que habia dc respctar q los hermanos (s her
monos cktereienses>. t. que C vanagloriaba dc e%ternin"r al padre Eel
Iapa)?
Murio POGO de~puss, en- 1lS6. sin haber reaHzado los prOyeaOs que
abIigaba contra el Papa.
80. -. ...... -. PERIODIC DE -t486 A 1899.
(Heximctros 40, A, 49,
Ell successor eonoee ell arse de apl=ear el Juror de Marie. Trae a sus
dcseendientes ell presagio lie su grandeza en- 10 porvenir. Ell don u guar.
da par enos srs la brenda dc ma fortuna inmensa. ."
REALzACION-Juan. Hamado 81 Cecron, aplaea ell Juror de Marie;
cs dedr, impide que haya grandes 21erras con su paLa6ra persuasive
Ell presagio dc ST grandeza en- 10 porvenir el don que guarda para
sms descendientcs, pfenda de ma fortuna inmena, es Berlin del Spree,
los Hohcnzolern. con quien esaba e. Iucha. Juan hizo aceptar definitva-
mente su autoridad y taslad6 d BERN la sHa de ST gobierno.
PERIODIC DE 1899 A 1885 Y vlsloNEs LEJANAs.
(Hexametros rs, Al, 4s, 49,
Les hjos del anterior gozaran For parties iguales dc la misma prospe-
ridad. fero en esa epoca ina mujo" propagara n peste fatal en- el Sc
n o de la Patriai mujer que esta infestads eI ve"eno dc una ser
pente reeientemente apareeids. Este men 50 perpetuora hasta la undo
Gina sneracon.
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j. ImI,"~.
La muicr a quen SC rcficrc Is Isabel de Dnamarca, esposa dc Joa-
Iun l. uamado FL Nestor Gl99-153).
.... t,ar .o.,u, o., u ..o il j. .a..:, .or+ro !. c,1 fr1
nina 81 monte dc Lehnin, cs d Iuter~asmo, que Isabel introduce en- Bran
~ AIM. ,
1,tcrari.n,o a., 15os
uuwH. IL, a, foob, nj ,,,.,;uo n.u;o,o nj ...,roi.ro .., r,
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Por t, ioh, Lehnin, voy a predi-sr, eI eorazon Ieno de tristeza,
los, heshos futures, euyo veo ha descorrido para mi Ell DOs creador de to-
ds las cosas
HERMANN :. dspone Il nacrar la historic political : reigiosa dc Bran
ls.u-o i-runte sGs sgios enteros.
Cynuara 81 profecia en. deposit ii 81 monastcro de Lehnin.