The Carlisle independent., 1915-06-03
CHAPTER XVII.
Foul Weather.

''Will you be good enough to call off your spy, James,"
 What do you mean?" He had start ed to put on his light overcoat
 q think you know" she said, briefly
 Do you consider me so mean, so infamous as" he began hotly.
 Nevertheless, I feel happier when off your dog, James,"
 He smothered an execration and then called out harshly to Jones. Ask Ranjab to attend me here, Jones. He is to go out with me-" he said to the butler a moment later Yvonne was still leaning over the banister, scornful smile on her lips
 q shall wait until you are gone. I intend to see Frederic alone" he said, with marked emphasis on the final word
 'As you like" said he, coldly.
 She crossed the upper hall and dis appeared from view down the corridor leading to her own room. Her lips were set with decision; a wild, reck- less light filled her eyes, and the smile of scorn had given way to one of ex- altation. Her breath came fast and tremulously through quivering nos trils as she closed her door and hur- ried across to the little vine-covered balcony
 "The time has come-the time has come, thank God" she was saying to herself, over and over again.
 She turned her attention to the win dow across the court and two floors above her-the heavily curtained win dow in Broods retreat" There was no sign of life there, so she hurried to the front of the house to wait for the departure of James Brood and his man. The two were going down the front steps. At the bottom Brood spoke to Ranjab and the latter, as imperturb- able as rock, bowed low and moved off in an opposite direction to that taken by his master. She watched until both were out of sight. Then she rapidly mounted the stairs to the top floor
 E'SuOliN hoo iylhS On lnC SOuCu near the jade-room door She was able to distinguish his long, dark fig ure after peering intently about the shadowy interior in what seemed at first to be a vain search for him. She shrank back, her eyes fixed in horror upon the prostrate shadow Suddenly he stirred and then half raised himself nr, 0IL @1 in the doorway.
 'Is, it you?" he whispered, hoarsely, and dropped back with great sigh on his lips.
 Her heart leaped. The blood rushed back to her face. Quickly closing the door, she advanced into the room, her tread as swift and as soft as a cats
 He has gone out. We are quite alone" she said. stopping to lean against the table, suddenly faint with excitement.
 He laughed, a bitter. mirthless, snarling laugh.
 Get up Frederic. Be a man! know what has happened. Get up! I want to talk it over with you. We must plan. We must decide now-at once-before he returns" The words broke from her lips with sharp, stac- catolike emphasis.
 He came to sitting posture slowly. all the while staring at her with a dull wonder in his heavy eyes.
 Pull yourself together" she cried, hurriedly. We cannot talk here. | am afraid in this room. It has ears, I know. That awful Hindu is always here, even though he may seem to be elsewhere. We will go down to my boudoir"
 He slowly shook his head and then allowed his chin to sink dejectedly into his hands. With his elbows on his knees he watched her movements in state of increasing interest and bewil- derment. She turned abruptly to the Buddha, whose placid, smirking coun- tenance seemed to be alive to the situ- ation in all of it's aspects. Standing close, her hands behind her back, her figure very erect and theatric, she pro- ceeded to address the image in a voice full of mockery.
 Well, my chatterbox friend, I have pierced his armor, haven't I? He will creep up here and ask you, his won- derful god, to tell him what to do about it, ai-e? His wits are tangled. He doubts his senses And when he comes to you, my friend and whines his secret doubts into your excellent and trustworthy ear, do me the kind ness to keep the secret I shall now whisper to you. for I trust you, too. you amiable fraud" Standing on tip toe. she put her lips to the idols ear and whispered. Frederic, across the room. reused from his lethargy by the strange words and still stranger ac- tion, rose to his feet and took several steps toward her. "Therei Now you know everything. You know more than James Brood knows, for you know what his charming wife is about to do next" She drew back and regarded the image through half