Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1916-08-07
CHAPTER V.
An English Gentleman.

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"NTHEN did you arrive7 why didn't
w you cable advising me Of your conn
Ing? And what under high heaven have
you been up to7"
You must know sevrance--a very tall
slimly built figure OF man, at that mo-
ment In immaculate evening attire. To
my way OF thinking he is one of tho finest
| men In the world, and of the best to look
| upon
His features are Of an ascetio cast, clean
shaven always, His forehead is broad
high and very white for that matter there
is little color in his complexion-he Is
naturally pale. His nose is slightly aqui-
line and very slender; his mouth thin of
lip, frm, sympathetic his chin square.
But his eyes one sees first Of all. and re-
members forever after-eyes Of a good
size, very bright, alert-gray-with humor
| lurking In their depths. He carries him
self sedately, with a certain detached dig
nifty.
There Is tho man whom / saw standing
before me as I sat and retailed my marvel
GUS adventure: Anthony Sevrance, barris-
ter, gentleman--than whom no man ever
| rejoiced In n friend more brave and loyal.
He heard me out with not a comment
other than the dancing play of expression
In his eyes. His features, as generally
remained impasslve-they are of judicial
mold. In the end: Seriously" he assured
me, '1 was never more glad to lay eyes
on living man. You are back in the nick
of time. Julia Is engaged TO the German"
stood up, gripping the table. My voice
sounded far away to me. ais IL true7" I
heavd myself say.
| He took my hand compassionately
Quite" said he. "But-theyre not mar
| ried yet" And his gaze meeting mine, he
| smiled. adding Moreover, l venture to
prophecy that they are not to be-now."
Presently me blood began to flow back
to my heart I knew that he spoke the
| truth--that there was hope, I knew that
should never abandon the hope of winning
Hearts Desire until the very end OF all
things.
And. oddly. my mind went back to less
material matters.
That" said, "s for the MORO At
present. have duty"
What is that?' he inquired.
ITO do what l can for the fellow In the
cab"
''oh. the deuce! I'd forgotten him. Like
as not he's beyond aid"
| Wen have to see-thats plain human
| ity. Dc you mind II bring him in here?"
what else will you do? Take him to-
the Carelton?"
| We shared the laugh.
Come" he added. "Ill go with you
oh. but you'd never find your way back IL
| I didn't. Moreover you don't suppose that
you alone can carry the fellow up here,
| do you?"
We went out again into the night and the
| fog. Fresh from the warmth of Sevrance's
| chambers. I shIvered In the chill Of the
early morning air. 1t was very cold. dark
and penetrat ng
Sevrance opened the door. lighting
match and peering in. Then he stepped
inside and bent over, with his head to the
mans breast.
You are right" he said presently. in a
guarded tone. "Your-friend is stabbed !;
but he's alive and like TO live for many a
long day-!f he manages TO shake on the
effects of the drug"
Drug" l cried.
Drug" he reiterated. THE man is not
drunk--great heavens"
What's the troube?" demanded.
alarmed.
He blew out the match.
Here. give me a hand with the fellow"
he replied. mo words We want to be
quick about this. I'll explain later"
He shifted the sleeper's feet toward me,
and got them in Arm grasp. With some
trouble we managed to lift him from the
carriage. The swaying OF ii relieved me OF
an embarrassment Hardly had Sevrance
put both feet upon the ground when the
horse seemed to wake up, as II IL, ike its
owner, had been snatching brief alcoholic
nap
Incontinently 1t started of OF its own ac- I
cord. Sevrance, his arms clasped around
the body of the unconscious man, turned
and gazed after the vanishing coupe. Be
fore l could really comprehend what was
taking place, it was swallowed up by the
fog
CONTINUED TOMORROW