Evening star., 1917-11-11
RED-FAcED OFFICER GLARED N.

bur1y person whose outer garments he
was now wearing had probably been TAX
ing a short cut to the station entrance
when he received the surprise of his
life. Somewhat higher up on the right,
therefore, Dalroy went back to the mar
row pavement close to the wall, and
saw some soldiers coming through a
doorway a little ahead. He made for
this, growled husky good morning
to sentry stationed there, entered. and
mounted a staircase. Soon he found
himself on the main platform: he ac-
tually passed a sergeant and some
Bavarian soldiers, bent on recapturing
the escaped prisoner, rushing wildly
for the same stairs.
None paid heed to him as he lumber
ed along, swinging the lamp.
A small crowd of officers, among them
the youthful prince in the silver pickel-
haube, had collected near the broken
window and now open door of the wait
ing room from which the spy had
vanished. Within was the fat lieu
tenant Of reserves. gesticulating vio-
lently at pallid sentry.
The prince was laughing. He can't
get away" he was saying. "A bold
bayonet thrust. That's the best way
to tnoculate an Englishman with Ger
man kultur''
OF course this stroke of rare wit
evoked much mirth. Meanwhile. Dali
roy was turning the key in the lock
which held Irene Beresford in safe keep
ing until Won Halwig had discharged
certain pressing duties as staff officer
The girl. who was seated.
ga gave him him a tie terrified glance when
Immediately until she became aware
that this rough-looking visitor was
altering the key. Dalroy then realized
by her startled movement that his ap-
already overburdened heart. Hitherto,
so absorbed was he in his project, he
had not given a thought to the fact
that he would offer sinister appari-
tion.
Don't scream or change your posi-
In English. 1T is I. Capt. Dalroy. We
have a chance Of escape. viii you
take the risk?"
The answer came. brokenly it is true.
words. Thank Cod" she murmured.
Risk? / would sacrifice ten lives, IL
L had them, rather than remain here"
somehow that was the sort of answer
no explanation of his bizarre and extra
ordinary garb. 1t was all-sufficient for
her that he should have come back
She trusted him Implicitly. and the low,
earnest words thrilled him to the core
He saw through the window that no
one was paying any attention to this
apartment. Possibly the only people
who knew that 1t contained an English
~oIudi DIS a prisoner were Won Halwfg
and the infuriated lieutenant of re-
serves.
Jumping onto chair, Dalroy prompt
ly twisted an electric bulb out of its
socket and plunged the room in semi
darkness. which he increased by hiding
the hand-lamp in the folds Of his blouse
Given time. no doubt. dim light would
be borrowed from the platform and the
windows overlooking the square; in
the sudden gloom. however. the two
h nrd1 RI lott, J-I~
4 have contrived to escape, in a
sense" said Dalroy; "but + could NOT
bear the notion Of leaving you to your
fate. You can either stop here and
take your chance, or come with me. If
we are caught together a second time
these brutes will show you no mercy
On the other hand, by remaining, you
may be fairly well treated. and even
sent home soon"
He deemed himself in honor bound
to put what then seemed a reasonable
alternative before her He did truly
believe. in that hour, that Germany
might, indeed. wage war inflexibly. but
with clean hands, as befitted a nation
which prided itself on its ideals and
warrior spirit. He was destined soon
nifcance Of the kultur which a jack
boot philosophy offers to the rest of
the world.
But Irene Beresford's womanly in
tuition did not err. One baleful gleam
from Won Halwig's eyes had given her
q glimpse Of internal depths to which
Dalroy was blind a. yet. MOT only
will como with you. but, II you have
a pistol or knife. implore you to