The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1915-01-08

ledges. out Of the mud. Slowly, a.
though drawn by the fascination Of
horror. the girl crept after him.
when she saw the broken. storm
beaten thing that had been Win
thrope she stopped and would have
turned back. After all. a. Blake had
said. no was dying
When she stood at the feet Of tho
writhinG ngure. and looked down into
the battered face. u required all her
will power 10 keep from faintfng.
Blake frowned up at her for an In
slant. but said nothing.
w,nshrops was spsasins. az. fssSiy
I did not moan any hArm--at first
you know. But a man does not al
ways have CONTROL
"Not . beast like you'll" Erowied
Blake.
"Owi Don't It mel I say now. I'm
done for! My legs are cold al
aoh. quick. Mr.. Blakei Build q
Ore! II may be. some hot BROTH
here. winthrope. there's no use lying
about 81. You're going out mighty
soon. See II you can't die nike .
man."
| "Die! Gnwd. but I can't
dic-I can't die Owl Il burnsi"
He hung up hand and sought to
tear at hts wounds.
Hold hard!" Dried Blake. catching
tho hand In an iron grip.
! Something In his touch or the tone
OF command seemed To COVER the
wretchcd man into q state Of abject
submission.
"S'elp me. I'll confess!--I'll confess
all" ne babbled. Tho stones are
aewed in tho stomach pad; I 'ad to
tnke 'em hout Of their settings and
melt up the gold" Ho paused. and q
cunning smile stole over his distorted
features "Ho. wot n bloomin' larki
'as q hinkiingl Mr.. Cecil winthrope.
hif you please, an n Int Of . title
wot a lark! 'Awkings. me lad, you're
q gay 'oaxer' wot lark! wot .
| iarki"
Again there was a pause. The
breath OF the wounded man came In
labored gasps. There was an omi-
nous rafting In his throat. Yet once
asnin he rallied. and this time his
Ieyes turned 20 Miss Leslie. bright with
an agonixed consciousness OF her
presence and OF all his guilt and
shame.
His voice shrilled out In quavering
appeal: "Dont-don't look at me.
miss! I tried to make myself u gen.
tleman: God knows tried. I fought
: my way up of the East End-out
OF that heil-and mono ever lifted nm
ger to help me. educated myself
Nike = :cholar-thsn the stock sharks
cheated me Of my savinEs-out Of the
last penny: and ] had to take ear.
vice. Ny 0odi a vaiet--his 0race's
valet, and I . schoiari Do you won.
der the devil got into met Do
Blake's deep voice. arm but
strangely husky. broke In upon and
alenced the cry Of agony. There. I
''Enough-and last night Ny
Qodl to be such a beasti The devil
tempted me-aye. and he's paid mo
out In my own codn! I'm done fori
God ma mercy on me-0od ha'
Again came tho ssspins rattle; this
ttine there was no rally.
Blake thrust himself between Miss
Leslie and the crumpled figure.
Get back around the tree" he said
harshiy.
what are you going to dor"
That's my business" no replied.
He thrust his burning glass into her
hand. Here; go and build q are. II
you can ma any dry stun"
I You're not going to- You'ii bury
"Yes. Whatever he may have bssn.
he's dead now. poor DEVIL"
Il can't co." she half whispsred.
mot until--until I've learned Do
you--can you tcdl me Just what 10
\. Near as ! can say, It's softenins of
tho brain--up there"
-.ass S Ss n ssIp y >. .has"-sh' hss's.ssd
We'll. I'm no aiienist. ! ttoueht
him softly from the FIRST. But that
was all In limo with what he was
playing on us-British dude. Fooled
me. and I'd been chumming with
Jimmy Scarbridge.-and Jimmy was
the straight goods. fresh imported
monocle even-whsn first ran up
against him. No; this-this Haw-
kns u that's his name. had brains
Then you believe his story,"
Yes. l do. But II you1i 20.
Ono thing more-I must know
now! Do you remember the day
when you set up the dGnal, and you
you quarrelled with him?"
Blake redeemed, and dropped his
gaze. did he go and tell you that 2
The sneak"
'If you please. let us say nothing
moro ABOUT him. But would you
care to tell me what you meant
what you said Them"
Blake's nush deepened: but he
raised his head and faced her squarely
a. he answered: mo. I'm not going
20 repeat any dead mans talk; and as
for what I said. this isn't the time or
place to say anything In that line
now that ws're alone. Understand? ?"
I'm afraid ! do not Mr.. Blake.
Please explain"
Don't ask me. Miss Jenny. can't
tell you now. YouIl have to walt till
We get aboard ship. Well catch a
steamer before long. 'Ttsnt every
one Of them that goes asf,ore In these
blows"
Why did you build that door, Did
you suspect She glanced down
at the huddled figure between them.
Blake frowned and hesitated: then
burst out almost angrtly; We'll. you
know now he was q sneak: SO IT'S not
blabbing to tell that much-I knew
no was before: and IT'S never safe to
trust a sneak"
THANK you!" she said. and she
turned away quickly that she might
not again look nj the proafra "a dpnra