The Washington times., 1916-08-27

PLEASE don't go-wait until tell
iSins yH ihe ple..s srisdil wait tell you every
Ten minutes" muttered Jimmy in
with this cheerful young person;
we se weas sad ws.nS Il SlesSa, s .St hSSsh
We had not heard Dorothy McRay's
story none of what we saw afterwurd
on our strange night Journey could
SRI from % f%%Tn horrible % DOOM os 10 save the
Donald Jordan, the man whom the
policeman had placed under arrest. Her
father had felt a strange animosity to-
ward the young lawyer.
That day he had come upon Donald
and Dorothy and had fairi ytorn his
daughter out Of the arms of the man
Then he had ordered Donald out OF
the house. The younger man replied
angrily. and the two almost came to
blows. Finally Donald had raised his
..I'll marry her and heaven help You
II you stand in my way"
What wonder that Dorothy MCKAY
suffered tortures Of horror when she
hand. over her fathers dead body!
Jimmy and I glanced at each other. In
/ sat on the couch by her side and
ssd Sss little Se rsssan ses hand nd. Will:
torturing her so: She had lost at once
the father she loved and all faith In
husband.
TITS only eircumstantiai evidence.
dear.perhaps he didn't do it, said
weakly enough. For I. too. was shar-
Ing Dorothy's tortured suspicious that
the man she loved was a murderer.
us to 70 help yHp yoa 90 on .aiS atfr' may help
! Yes. I'll 20 on-in minute-well.
after Don said that he just glared at
father for a moment and then he rushed
out Of the room. Father was so angry
that couldn't face him. so ! came up
II didn't know what to do. Then !
thought Of you. ! knew girls you had
helped. and !! thought perhaps you'd be
the paper a long time Arst-and then
] wrote. Oh. I'm glad l wrote-you will
help me, won't you, Miss Fairfax?
can't bear 1t alone. Father dead and
nST S.D Don tdnui murderer; It's oDsG too aTfs w.
ward.debonair. smiling Jimmy, whose
friendly grin caught the attention even
Of this frightened girl.
| "One question more, Miss McRay.
II you can give us good reason for
/ that think I may be able to prove that
he isn't a murderer"
| I turned and stared at Jimmy. He
seemed to be promising a good deal
more than there was any logical rea-
son to suppose he could perform. But
Dorothy McRay smiled back at hin,
through her tears and finished her story
almost hopefully.
"Just after l had mailed my letter to
Miss Fairfax the phone rang. I waf
right down In the hail. so answered It.
1t was Don. He told me Father never
would consent to our marriage, but tina,
once we were married there was moth.
ing he could do about II.
They Plan to Elope.
Don begged me to elope with him. ant
] decided to do It this very evening"
while my courage held out. I had my
suitcase all packed and the night lock
come In and get me-"
80 that's how he happended to b,
In the house tonight. He came for yol
not to harm your father" said Jimmy
pursuins-this theory that the empt,
house into which the Indian had van
ished that afternoon was a meeting
place for some Of his sect We wer'
acting on the belief that the half-heart
indeed been No. 22o Pelham road.
And above all there was the wildl.
desperate supposition that Prince Al
Jaibel of Calcutta, and Christopher Nc
Ray, erstwhile officer in the Englisl
| army, Hdu ooiVc' anu tndt tHel
lives were In some strange way inter
woven.
y Now I must ask my readers L
come back with me and listen to a stor,
which came TO US later on from strang
sources.
II Jimmy had followed the mysteriou
stranger who had been admitted to ALI
presence into that gloomy house +
which we were bound. II is Just possibl
that the story ! write might be far diff
, ferent.
The East Indian hurried up to an un
furnished room on the floor OF which
group of his compatriots were sittin
smoking and quietly discussing the plan
| to which the unswerving patience @
their pitiless faith had bound them.
! This was their watchword: "Buddh
will be avenged tonight. What Shar
All, Rajo Jaibel of Calcutta, seeks sha
be ours again. Buddha will be avenged.
A Strange Existence.
Twenty-Five years before young OF
ficer of the British army In India maj
0 ried a beautiful young girl who came ou
D from home to be his bride.
' he was not ready to win for her an
lay as tribute at her feet.
. The girl found life in the little sta
ton where her young husband was
;. command Of troop OF cavalry hun
I drum enough except as she 'ntereste
d herself N all the strange phases
East Indian life.
y One day the young captain took he
: to view the inside of queer little ston
= temple which excited her curiosity.
u was a stone-wslied room with a stor