Omaha daily bee., 1916-10-16

Christopher Race. Don't you remem-
Der me? There is no time to apologize
and explain, except to say that !
drove him to the house. and-Tve
heard some things. thought you
were away with your father. / followed
to protect his majesty in case of a
plot; I've stayed to defend you from
one"
There is no plot" said Max Lind.
II am not SO sure. I've seen Ivy
tonight--you remember we're cousins.
She loves you. This will break her
heart, poor child"
Don't stammered Max.
II wouldn't If there were no hope,
but, believe me. there ": / want you
to wait, ] want you to promise"
zone such promise as I've made to-
night is enough" Max cut in, his voice
like ice. you don't know"
II don't know what 1t is you tried
to do, and failed in, II you did fall.
! suppose you were sent on some mis-
sion-perhaps one of those which
no government will acknowledge If
1t fails, and"
"You are right there. T. stupid fool.
thought ! had been brilliant success
and expected a personal letter of con-
| graduation. Ivy, too, and her father
but cannot talk of 1t. 1t seems that
played into the hands Of the enemy
all the while l dreamed they were
playing into mine. / don't even now
understand, but-one takes the word
of royalty You overheard something,
but / know you won't betray 1t. You
meant well--though it's no use. You
must forget this scene-wipe it off the
l ,,Jn 10 h0 r.
prised, with the rest of the world,
4 when"
Eyes, If. But It's only III Lind,
ask you to wait till / come back, with
news which may make all the differ
-ence In the world to you"
| The white face flushed painfully
and the tragic eyes dilated. IF you
mean to fetch Ivy"
| They grasped hands, and Christie
! pher went quickly out by the way he
/ had come.
There, by the car, stood the neat
figure in the dark overcoat, the keen
eyes looking this way and that, under
penthouse frown.
\ IT beg thousand pardons for
keeping you, SIR" said Christopher, as
he shot out between the half-open
gates, but something's gone wrong
with the motor, and / went inside to
look for you, just to say that must
| get her to the nearest garage before
/ can take you on. l won't be long;
not many minutes are needed for re-
pairs"
He bent and fumbled, and with a
\ few turns of a spanner loosened the
| Joint of the exhaust-pipe near the sill
encer. Then quickly he turned the
starting handle. and Scarlet Runner
broke into series OF sharp explosions,
dry as the barking OF giant fire.
crackers.
His majesty stepped back with less
dignity than haste, and uttered some
exclamation in his native tongue,
which was lost among the explosions.
/ I'll wait for YOU" he said. And
mot word about the silencer.
1 Christopher- Race could have
4 shouted as he flashed away, the car
yelping maledictions
When he had turned two corners
! and was well out Of earsnot from No
!, Thoroughfare street he stopped and
screwed up the loosened joint, then
darted on again; but not to garage,
1t was well for him and well for
j Scarlet Runner that traffic had gone
to sleep, and policemen had some
thing more engrossing to think Of than
springing traps upon reckless motor
lists, for Christopher drove as If fol
the winning of cup; and in eight
minutes he was at the door of Des-
J mond house.
To the extreme surprise Of the
chauffeur in green and brown, the
! gentleman chauffeur sounded the big
! hr.ny AL lrvS. II sal nxvaf{ +.
} dence Of prince.
The door flew open. and a footmar
stood revealed, staring.
Christopher wrote something on 6
, visiting card
This must be given instantly t.
| the gentleman whose name l have
written across the top" he said, point
ing at an UNDERSIGNED line.
"Its as much as my place is worth
more, sir" stammered the foetfran
/ his respect increasing as the visitors
, peremptoriness increased. IT dom
see how / could manage it."
Il do not care how you manage 1t
provided you do manage 1T; but 4
will have to be managed" said Chris
topher. "Give me the card again"
The man gave 1t, wondering.
Christopher took from his pocket 6
five-pound note (his last. by the way
but that was a detail) and wrapped 1
! round the card.
i Il will wait here" said he, land
expect an answer In ten minutes a
the latest"
: He got 1t In six; but 1t was neither
verbal nor in writing. The man I,
I whom he had sent the urgent mes
sage appeared himself at the door.
you are very good" Christophe
exclaimed, "But knew you woult
: come"
"0f course !. came. I ana not mad
Of stone," said the other. And 20,
wrote thatlit was a matter of life o.
, death for man / valued"
DO you value young Max Lind
> sir?" asked Christopher.
, II do. indeed, and intend to shov
my appreciation. He has. just rem
!. dered me great service, in accomp
t fishing mission tactfully. adroitly
8 as few other young men could hav
: accomplished 1t. And I have don
5 my best not only to assure his career
but his happiness for the future a
a reward. Why do ask such ques
tion?'
Because at this moment Max Lin,
!, believes you have doomed him I,
:. death, as a CHASTITY failure who ha
: compromised the government 70
! which he was working. He believe
d that you have put into his hand
s revolver and told him the only thin
to do is to blow out his brains"
Great heavens! But this is mad
s ness"
1T will be suicide In less than al
d hour, unless you will consent to com
3 with me, sir"
r Leave my friends who are enter
j tanning me---to go--where?"
ITO the Wood. Hammersmith, tn
e house of the Linds, where man VIII
u usurps your dignity and uses it TO
u his own--or some other's-advantag