The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1916-04-13

The Engine Struck the Lin
Then a reckless look crossed his
face. He called up once more the old
SMILE mot a thing" he insisted.
Nothing whatever. It's little cold
outside tonight. Perhaps" he added
with a restless laugh, his eyes wander
ing over the gay faces all about. some
ones walking over my grave
"Oh," exclaimed his friend. Are
you superstitious?"
NO." returned Seagrue, almost
fiercely, "only tired of the world and
everything in it. Where is Helen?"
"She's in the library" said his COM
panion. You're awful late. Let's go
and find her"
She would have led him into the
library. He stopped on the threshold
and refused to enter. He saw. as in
a vision, what others-now that the
room was filled with laughing men and
women-did not see. He saw mid
night within it and his own accom-
plices in a death grapple with an old
man. He saw that old man laid out
a few moments later on couch, doc
tor bending anxiously over him to de-
tect a heart beat. And he saw the sur
geon's face as he looked up and grave
ly said: General Holmes is dead!"
Despite his reckless bravado,
shudder gripped him for an instant
again. He shook it off and braced
himself with angry resentment. NO."
he said brusquely, Il won't go in there
too much of a crowd for me. "I1
try the reception ROOM Turning, he
encountered Rhinelander. The two
men greeted each other briefly.
Rhinelander spoke with kindness to
his nephew. He tried to tell him that
he wanted him to do differently. He
assured him that neither he nor Helen
cherished any lasting resentment for
what had gone before and now that
they two were the winners, they meant
to be generous to the losers and to
him in especial.
II am wiling declared Rhineland-
er, ''and think that Helen will stand
with me in it, to give you an interest
in the mine-it is big enough to make
dozen millionaires. Make man
OF yourself, Earl, CudI Oil VIC o0n'
Well do the rest
Seagrue regarded him with an ex-
preston so terrible that it shocked
Rhinelander, but what was passing
through Seagrue's mind, he could not
tell.
Tomorrow Seagrue muttered, like
one hardly in possession of his senses,
o;r6 oil IN fOmOT-
row. Where's Helen?"
"She left here this moment for the
conservatory with George Storm"
Seagrue took a step forward, as if
to go to her. Then he stopped and
turned away. Someone took Rhine
lander's attention and he lost sight
| of his nephew, but the woman who
had first spoken to Seagrue afterward
related what she saw. Seagrue looked
once more toward the library. He di'
| rected his steps toward it. On the
threshold he halted abruptly again
as if rudely checked by an unseen
hand. He looked about as if he saw
and heard what others did not see and
hear. Then, shaking himself loose
from the seeming clutch Of invisible
fingers, he took a determined step
strobe into the library as one who
accepts a challenge, walked defiantly
through the room and out of the French
! doors he himself had opened on mid
night to a murderer.
He disappeared from sight in the
shrubbery Of the garden and walked
some distance before he encountered
those whom he had gone out to meet
Even the two hiding men saw the emo
ton under which he was laboring. He
told them what he had seen, told then
of Storms escape, the thwarting o.
his plans, and with oaths gave then
orders as to what to do and how tt
do it. He trembled with furious EN-
phasis as he spoke on. And wher
the coast is clear" he exclaimed, a.
last, I'll drop my handkerchief.
Turning on his heel, he left them. The
two murderers looked uncertainty al
each other. Something of his uneasi
ness communicated itself to them
In the conservatory, Helen ant
Storm were conversing with guests
The guests left the room as Seagrue
came in and he returned, somewhat
stifly, the greeting of Helen and Storm
Storm, resolved now to be generous
with his enemy, stepped to the punch
bowl and filing glasses, crossed the
conservatory with them to serve