Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1918-07-08

D., night. What was he doing we're near ths
house of the lighted windows? Renwick
sprang from his place OF concealinent,
whispering Linke's name; but when he
reached the corner of the alley the man
was twenty PAGES away and so bent
upon his mission that he heard nothing.
Renwick halted instinctively, and In the
moment of hesitation, his opportunity
was lost. As wisdom had urged caution
while Renwick had waited. so doubly 1t
urged 1t now. Linke moved like a man
with a mission. and Renwick peered
forth from the angle of the wall watch
ing eagerly, sure now or what that mis-
sion was-the pursuit of Marishka
| Strahni
He saw the man stop beneath the
lighted windows, look up, and then, with
a glance to right and left. enter the
shadow of the mosque and disappear
within the small court beside the house.
Renwick thought rapidly and clearly. In
the court where Linke had disappeared
there must be another entrance to the
| house. For fieeting second, the idea
entered Renwick's head to follow the
man, and trust to fortune; but the wall
and blue door opposite tempted him. In
side the garden. at least there would be
chance for concealment and vantage
point from which he could watch and
| hear what went on within the house.
| He waited a moment, trying to de-
eide whether or not he had better risk
dete ection in the narrow strip of moon
Or see wa aef beow # He any ene moved yea
point of taking the chance when from
the door of house just below him.
several Sc sIu,I;e men emerged It was difficult
Renwick thought that there were at
least four--perhaps five; but whether
Bosnians ,or. Turks he could not de-
| eide And from their stealth and si-
lence, and the rapidty with which they
| followed the tall figure of Linke into
the dark passage. the obvious inference
1 hnK, .l.f-
There was no further time to plan, so
Renwick, with quick look to the right
and left, darted furtively across to the
gate of the blue door, and tried the latch
the garden; with his hand upon tho
| revolver in his belt he waited. listening.
but there was no sound within but the
FLASHING Of the water of the fountain.
darkness, and he searched the shadows
of the bushes by. the reflected moonlight
near the center of the house facing the
fountain, and upstairs in the. windows
over It was the the ,5.; dull glow Of a lamp
room. which he had observed from
across the street, were now darkened.
This was, curious. but there was no
quickly. He, was sure now that Marshka
was somewhere in this house, a prison.
er She had sents for, him. or why
revolver from the folds of his sash,
and with a keen glance to right and
left, crouching below the level of the
shrubbery; he reached the door of the
1t was locked. He nesitated for
| moment looking over his shoulder and
then slipping his weapon into his belt
side the he doc doorway W and md began % Climb
ing. 1t was dangerous thing to at
tempt for as he emerged from, the shad-
nsoW his figure would be clearly
well directed shot from the garden
would send him clattering down like.
manned squirrel from tree; But the
game was worth the candle, for he had
seen that the window in the room above
the door was open, and as he had de-
cided eide to enter the house at any cost.
work, for the treliis was old, and
creaked beneath his weight, and once.
e, when his foot slipped; he tfo%ght he
waited. with his fingers almost at the
window ledge, listening. He heard the
low murmur Of voices, but they seemed
ing. and SO rlsking the whole venture
in one effort, he quickly raised his head
above the level Of the window-ledge.
from the ceiling. and then a figure In
the corner opposite which startled him
suit Of Re sn% na was ssanst ths Sa
The room appeared to he empty: and SO
he grasped the inside Of the sill. and
hauled himself UP until his shoulders
1t was then that female figure start
ed up from couch, just beside him,
sitting a cry, The light from the Ian:
her eyes were staring at him in terror.
II was Marishka. He WHISPERED her
name, but still she stared at him wildly
membered his disguise
He took off his fez, and spoke to her
again. -
'Marishka. It is I. Hugh"
He saw her stare and then take a pace
toward him as he clambered into the
room, and in a moment she was in his
Hugh - beloved,'' she murmured
brokenly, as she leaned heavily against
him. IT have been so frightened-"
"Marishka Your hands are ice cold.
will ?"
"Yes, And you Hugh = they've
"Don't fear" he smiled. 1--WE as
me scratching my way up the wall?
He left her for a moment, and peered
out into the darkness of the garden. All
was silent as before, and so he returned
and took her in his arms again.
you've forgiven me?" he whispered.
Need you ask? oh, Hugh, I've
wanted you sol
Thank God for that Their lips met
and she clung to him, all the pitiful
misery in her caress, the dependence
| of helpless womanhood, but greater than
that, the fear for his safety, which took
precedence over her, own.
CONTINUED TOMORROW