Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1918-03-14

something glittering In his hand. while
his voice rang sharply.
stand where YOU are = 80 -.
ward her. his look studying her small
aait's I. Cyril" she said family.
rYou!" He glanced to right and left;
her. lncredulous. what are you doing
here, Dorls7"
|, II came toto see you again"
His eyes were still searching the dark
ness around them.
mo one" she lied II followed you .
yes" slowly. 20 Cyril can't
let you go from me like this"
She. put her face to her hands and
but in this weakness a new kind OF
strength came to her. II want you to
come with me away--away from all
this-for me--for England. It's my
last appeal-yon must not refuse II j
I want you so, Cyril. as 1t used TO be"
She felt his lips gently touch her
brow and heard his whisper:
God bless you!
She clung TO him desperately. to his
caress. the one sure symbol OF his
"I love you, Cyril" she murmured,
"I can't help II. i've tried not to. But
"ou couldn't kiss me like this. reverent.
~, if you did not love me well enough
to forget everything else. Say you do,
dear"
II love YOU" he whispered again. But
you must not stay here. You must
Doesn't It mean something to you
that | came" she went on breathlessly.
that I could forget-what happened
that the love that was In my heart
for you was greater than my hatred
of what you are? came 50 that you
could know 1t by the difficulty. the
otheTs ser may sna; thn Tx Of doe @e Erhs The % only
thing that matters Is to have you again.
You don't know what 1t cost me to
come. ! am not the kind to he held so
lightly. Cyril. I have forgotten my
for. girl to do. in the hope that you
will listen to me-"
Yes" nc murmured, but not now,
Doris You must 20 back
Not yet." she protested.
IL have much to do" he said.
THAT messenger % Cyril. you
mustn't. Come back with me-tonight-
now"
II can't" he muttered. Tit is i'm
portant for me to stay here"
She loosed his arms and stood away
from him, peering down into the cove
where clouds of black smoke were belch-
ing from the tunnels of the black vessel
The water Of the cove was churning in
Its wake and its PROV was turning to-
ward the karbor mouth
Suddenly she saw Cyril start and peer
around him in the darkness.
voice in a strangled whisper at her ear.
NO one" she denied again, IL fol-
lowed you"
THAT isn't possible. Doris" he said
quickly. \ have reasons for knowing.
You were here before I came. Rizzio
told you. He knew what was to hap
pen-he was the only one who could
have known"
"why?" Her curiosity sent all SUBJ
face in the moonlight.
Because II was Rizzio who sent this
messenger to meet me-"
"Rizzio :" The mystery was deepening
81 can't understand"
He hesitated a long moment before
replying. as though weighing something
| In his mind.
.,I'll tell you this much., he said a,
last. You've a right to know. Rizzic
English Government. IT'S my WORD
| against his. You c,n believe me OF
not u you like. Rizzio is a spy OF
.Impossible! John Rizzio--" she
whispered aRhast.
He laughed,
The pot callin' the Kettle black
what? It's the truth"
But Rizzlo What object would HI
have in betrnying England? man o
| his position ?"
That's the kind OF men England.
enemies want" put in Cyril dryly.
But he has no need of money. No
money. Impossible !"
| NO, not money. There are othe'
things that John Rizzio values NOR
than money"
| "What?"
| He caught her by the arm mpres
| sively to make his meaning clear. "Yo,
don't know the passion of collectors
They would sell their souls for the thing
they want. The things that seem i'm
possible are the things they want tn
most"
But I don't understand" ....
After the war Rizzio Is to be per
mitted to buy Rubens's Descent fror
the Cross from the German Govern
ment." N
"Oh!' she gasped in horror. A ney
idea of the terrible possibilities of du
plicity was borne to her. But sh
couldn't believe.
How do you know this?' she asked
He laughed.
ITS one of the things 1 stopped Il
London to find out"