Tombstone epitaph., 1918-06-16

U Consent to Come With Me, Sir" House and sounded the big bronze
 knocker with the self-confdence of . prince.
 The door flew open and a footman stood revealed, staring. Christopher wrote something on .
 visiting card.
 This must be given instantly to the gentleman whose name I have written
 across the top" he said, pointing at an
 underscored line. T will wait here,
 and expect an answer in ten minutes at least"
 He got 1t in six; but 1t was neither
 verbal nor in writing. The man to
 whom he had sent the urgent message
 appeared himself at the door.
 You are very good" Christopher
 exclaimed. But I knew you would come.
 "Of course l came. I am not made of stone." said the other. "And you wrote that 1t was a matter of life and death for a man I valued" Do you value young Max Lind, sir7" asked Christopher. T do, indeed. and intend to show my appreciation. He has just rem dered me a great service, fn accom- plishing a mission tactfully. adroitly. as few other young men could have ac- complished 1t. And have done my
 best not only to assure his career. but
 his happiness for the future as a re-
 ward. Why do you ask such . ques-
 tionr
 Because at this moment Max Lind
 believes that you have doomed him to
 death. as ghastly failure who has
 compromised the government for which
 he was working. He believes that you
 have put into his hand a revolver and told him the only thing to do is to blow
 out his brains"
 Great heavens! But this is mad ness."
 Tt will be suicide in less than an
 hour. unless you will consent to come
 with me, sir"
 Leave Wy friends who are enter taining me-to gO-whereT '.To the Wood. Hammersmith. the house of the Linds, where a man who
 usurps your dignity and uses 1t for his own-or some other's-advantage is expecting me back every moment" "A man who Can you mean Gus tav KrokesiusY
 If Gustav Krokesius Is the living image of you, sir. has cultivated . voice like yours, and wears clothes copied from yours" "He does, and for the best of reaA sons-because he is what you EnglIsh would call my understudy. A man who naturally resembles me remark ably, and is paid to cultivate every de- tall of that resemblance, taking my place during my visit here whenever
 I wish it, before the public. that may
 enjoy myself as please and not be
 spied upon by reporters or-anarchistA
 But he is off duty tonight" ~Omcially. perhaps. Yet he has been
 at work. He went to the Charles Street hotel. got back . letter left by you for Lord Thanet, who b my cousin. end drove out to the Wood" How do you know all thisr 'Because I took him for you. and acted as his chauffeur until I began to suspect Then I came here to get you to save my friend, Max Lind. from
 misery and disgraee-my cousin. Ivy
 ds Lisle. from . broken heart" That lovely grill An, I guess the
 mystery. He is paid for this business by von Hess. who loves Lady Ivy and hates lind. But Won Hess shall pay moro. He shah pay me. As for Krokesius-it's . pity. I shall never again find 70 valuable an understudy. But his engagement b nnished, and his | punlshment is to begin. Did you say we should find him stfll at The Woodr' T said that I left him there-watch- Ing. When he sees y0u coming with me-
 We will be too quick for him" said his majesty. looking pleased And they were too quick; for he is man whose prophecies usually cone true.
 He made severai people happy that night: but Gustav Krokesiss was not eos 0f them, nor Baron v0n Hess. As for ChFistophef, he was Slad that ! hs he'd quarresed with Ais uncle. giad thst hs had not paedgsd hlnssaf to Iook foe tAe Glri that uDels ha1 Wl1bo6 hin ts Q and Ind. soDswA9o 0 Ffanes: slad that he was ffUe. W1fh . yeaY of odveature becogo h1D. (Gsd C Pssg gpsss6a1