Evening star., 1917-11-11

phrase on German lips apparently
would you dare to argue with me-
Here, one Of you. take his bag. Has
the woman any baggage? No. Then
march them to the
A tall young lieutenant. In the
uniform Of the Prussian Imperial Guard.
dashed up breathlessly.
"Ah. I was told the train had ar
of those two
Thank goodness you are here. Won
Halwig" began Dalroy.
The guardsman turned on him race
ed. I'll soon settle your affair.--Take
his papers and money. and put him IN
a waiting room till 1 return he added.
speaking to the officer of reserves who
had effected the arrest. place the LADY
In another waiting room and lock her
In. I'll see that she is not moiested.
AS for this English schwein-hund. shoot
him at the least sign of resistance"
But. herr Lieutenant" u nsnaS began n.s the e
measure Of his self-importance. II have
"Ach. was! know! This English,
man is not an ordinary spy. He 10
cavalry captain. and speaks our Lam
guage. f1uently. Do as ! tell you.
Fraulein. you are in safer hands- You.
/ fancy, will be well treated"
Dalroy said not a word He saw at
once that some virus had changed Won
Halwig's urbanity to bitter hatred. He
drinking, but that fact alone would
not account for such an amazing volte
face. Could it be that Britain had
thrown In her lot with France? In his
heart OF hearts he hoped passionately
that the rumor was true. And he
blazed. too. into fierce ii silent re-
sentiment of the Prussian's satyr-like
smile at Irene Beresford. But what
could he do? Protest was worse than
useless. He felt that he would be shot
Won Halwig evidently resented the
presence of a crowd OF gaping onlook-
ers.
mo more talk!" he ordered. sharply
do as l bid, herr lieutenant of re-
serves."
Capt Dalroy" cried the girl In a
voice of utter dismay. don't let them
part us,'
Won Halwig pointed to door. I'm
there with him." he growled. and Dali
roy was hustled away. Irene screamed
and tried to avoid the Prussian's out
stretched hand. He grasped her de-
terminedly.
Don't be a fool!" he Missed in Eng
lish. Il can save you. He is done
with. A firing party or a rope will
account for him at daybreak. Ah!
calm yourself. gnadiges fraulein. There
are consultations. even in war"
Dalroy contrived. out of the tail of
his eye. to see that the distraught girl
was led away to a ladies' waiting
room, two doors from the apartment
into which he was thrust. There he
was searched by the lieutenant of re-
serves. not skillfully. because the man
missed nearly the whole Of his money,
which he carried in a pocket in the
lining Of his waistcoat. All else was
taken-ticket, papers, loose cash, even
a cigarette case and a favorite pipe.
The instructions to the sentry were
emphatic: Don't close the door! Ad-
init no one without sending for me!
Shoot or stab the prisoner If he
moves!'
And the TAT man hustled away. The
station was swarming with military
b1g-Wigs. He must remain in evidence
During nve long minutes Dalroy re-
viewed the situation. Probably he would
be executed as a spy. At best, he could
not avoid 1nternment in a fortress till
the end of the war. He preferred to
die in struggle for life and liberty.
Men had escaped In conditions quite
of impotent anger subsided in his veins,
and he took thought.
Outside the open door stood the
sentry. holding his rife, with fixed
bayonet, in the attitude of a sportsman
who expects a covey of partrtdzes to
rise from the stubble. A window Of
plain glass gave on to the platform,
Seemingly. 1t had not been opened since
the station was built. Three
windows of frosted glass in
the opposite wall were. to all appear
ance, practicable. Judging By the
sounds. the station square lay without.