The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1915-04-04

he was out Of sight Of the house he
cast frequent glances over his shoul-
der as if still expecting to see the
lighted window and its occupant
AS he made his way to Broadway,
somewhat hazily bent on following that
thoroughfare TO the district where the
night glittered and the stars were
shamed. he began turning over in his
mind a queer notion that had just sug-
gested itself TO him. fltering through
the maze OF uncertainty in which he
had been foundering. 1t occurred TO
him that he had been mawkishly sen
timental in respect TO his father His
attitude had not changed-he was seri-
ously impressed by the feelings that
had mastered him-but he found him
self ridiCuling the idea that his idther
stood in peril of any description. And
suddenly, out Of no particular trend OF
thought, CROPPED the sly, persistent sus-
picion that he had not been altogether
responsible for the sensations OF an
hour ago. Some outside influence had
nodded his emotions for him, some
cunning brain had been doing his
thinking for him.
Then came the sharp recollection
OF that motionless, commanding figure
in the lighted window, and his own
puzzling behavior on the sidewalk out
side He recalled his impression that
someone had called out TO him just
before he turned to look up at the
window. 1t was all quite preposterous.
he kept on saying over and over again
TO himself. and yet he could not shake
off the unCanny feeling.
Earlier in the evening. without warn
ing. without the slightest encourage
ment on his part, there had suddenly
leaped into existence warm. tender
and wholly inexplicable feeling toward
his father. At first he had been
amazed by this unwonted. almost un-
natural feeling. which later on devel
oped into something quite tangible in
the way OF an emotion, but he was be
ginning TO realize that the real mys-
terry lay outside of any self.analysis
he could make Like a shot there
dashed into his brain the startling
question. Was Ranjab the solution ="
Was it Ranjab's mind and not his own
that had moved him to such tender
resolves? Could such condition be
possible? Was there such a thing as
mind control?
An hour later Frederic approache
the box Office Of the theater mentioned
by Yvonne over the telephone that
morning. The play was half over and
the house was sold out He bought
a ticket of admission, however, and
lined I'D with others who were content
to stand at the back to witness the
nlay. Inside the theater he leaned
weakly against the railing al the back
of the auditorium and wiped his brow.
What vas il that had dragged him
there against his will. in direct oppo.
sition to his dogged determination to
shun the place?
The curtain was up, the house was
still. save for the occasional coughing
of those who succumb to habit that
can neither be helped nor explained
There were people moving on the
stage. but Frederic had no eyes for
them. He was seeking in the dark.
ness for the two figures that he knew
were somewhere in the big. tonse
! throng
The lights went up and the house
was bright Men began scurrying up
The aisles. He moved up to the railing
again and resumed his eager scrutiny
Of the throng. He could not find them
At first he was conscious OF disap-
pointment. then he gave way TO an
bsurd rage. Yyonne had misled him
.e had deceived hm-ay. she mad