The Spectator., 1916-01-11
ELEVENTH lNSTALLMENT
CHAPTER xxxlx.
The Virtue of Necessity.

"He Is killed." cried Kitty Gray, as she stood, still uncertain as to the re. suit of Count Frederick's desperate leap toward the moving train. T can not look!"
 But presently she did look-both she and Roleau passing not forward on the train but to the rear of the car which they occupied. Amazed, they saw Count Frederick struggling to his feet.
 "Now, Roleau," she cried, i've must be quick! If the count has taken this desperate chance it was for some des- perate purpose back of 1t. He knows about the coin-we must get it before he does, and that means at once."
 "How shall that be done, excel lency?" said Roleau, puzzled for just moment.
 q have it!" said Kitty, as they hur- ried deeper into the car that they might not be seen by Count Frederick. "Wait. will send a message to him we will ask him to walk into our parlor.'
 She seated herself for a moment and hastily wrote few lines on page of her note book, smiling as she did so.
 "Tiens!" she laughed. "I am now leader in Grahotfen diplomacy. Does not my writing seem formal?"
 "We send it forward by the guard?"
 "Yes, Roleau, get him Quick-give him this money-we will wait here in the drawing room near to the front door of our car. The guard must not tell him who wo are"
 But even as they waited, intent on the success of this somewhat trans parent ruse, Kitty heard the step of the guard behind her, and turned. Yes, Bartel of Grahoffen was with him, puzzled expression on his face, the note still in his hand
 ''It was this lady sent ne, monsieur" explained the guard, and, witnessing the stiff surprise of all concerned, was willing enough to step aside and leave explanation to others.
 Indeed" said Bartel-and himself would have been equally glad to es- cape, for there was no one in the world whom he less expected or less desired to see than this young American who now faced him smiling.
 "You re?-How can it be possible, nademoiselle?" said he. Did you fall from the sky"
 As he spoke any shrewd pickpocket would have known in which pocket he had concealed the coin; for uncon- sciously his hand dropped over it.
 Others also!" smiled Kitty Gray, and pointed through tho rear window of the car to the fiat on which Count Frederick stood. He even now was turning to pass forward into the train.
 An exclamation passed from BartePs lips. Heaven protect us" said he, "the thing is bewitched!"
 He turned and disappeared once more in tho forward part of the train. For a moment Kitty thought of follow ing him, but concluded that he would make no attempt to conceal the coin. Since he was so nearly at his destina- ton he would continue to keep 1t on his person. Therefore she turned to the rear of the car.
 Monsieur Ia Comte Frederick" she exclaimed now, greeting the tall figure which approached her. You come un- announced"
 Count Frederick gazed at her for moment in somewhat open admiration. Listen" said he at length. Why should we make any three-cornered fight of this at moment such as this, when so much is at stake? Why should we not unite against wonder man, a common enemy, who has what we both desire? Beyond belief we are lucky that we are both here alive. Wonder man has the coin-I know that as we'll as you do. In half an hour he will be free. Once in Grahoffen with the coin, he may wave farewell to us and all our hopes. Come, mademoi- selle, shall we be enemies or allies? You are wise enough to see what mean"
 Yes! And I suppose you to be sportsman enough to play fair with us at least. You have not always done so."
 That" said Count Frederick slow ly, the red blood mantling his dark skin, Ifs the bitterest cut have known in all my life. have asked your for giveness before now-have told you it was my man alone who offered you violence-not l. On the contrary, have admired your own courage and resourcefulness all the way through. It seems to me you we'll have evened any offense I ever gave to you"
 At least" said she. 'one good turn deserves another. and we have little