Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1918-06-25

had sent for a, suitcase and clothing,
which We're delivered to man who
waited in an automobile
what sort of a man."
Il couldn't exactly say, sir. a servant,
a butler perhaps; but there was a note
for Herr Renwick"
'Ah-give it to me"
My instructions were 10 deliver it at
s o'clock at Herr Renwick's residence in
the tersS s'rGhgasfe {1nm ,ssro have but just re-
Renwick started down the steps and
then turned. There was nothing else?"
Nothing"
s,r1 ~IS% 1SMi DC. d@ not know where Countess
II know, nothing more than I have
told you, sir"
Renwick rushed our to the waiting
fiaCre, and bade the driver go at top
speed, A note from Narishka. Under
different circumstances this would not
perhaps have been surprising. The diff
ference that the change in their personal
relations had wrought in the last few
weeks, her mood during their hurried
flight to konopisht, her desertion of him,
all Of these circumstances made the fact
of her writing to him the more signifi-
cant. She had accepted his services in
the escape from Windt because he had
forced them upon her, but he could not
forget that she had afterward repudi-
ated him and fed from him without
word of explanation of her sudden de-
cision. His own personal danger had
warned him that Marishka. his coplpan-
ion eavesdropper, would also be in jeop-
ardy at the hands of those unseen forces
which were working in the interests of
the WilhelmstrasSe.
Marishka had thrown herself into their
power and was. perhaps at this very
moment in danger. But he was soon to
know the facts. At his apartment his
servant handed him the note and hastily
he tore it open and read:
81 have gone to Sarajevo. I must do
! hat hue n
prisoner and in great personal danger
! If we are stopped en- route. Therefore,
move secretly, telling no one. Go to the
Hotel Europa, where / will try to COM
| muniCate with you. NJ. s."
Renwick read the communication
through twice and then glanced at his
watch. Nine o'clock. There was no
time to go to the British embassy In
have liked to know if anything had been
| seen of Marishka at the German en-
bassy, which was just adjoining. But he
wrote a note to Sir Herbert, then called
| his servant. who packed a bag while
Renwick bathed and dressed. At ten he
| was seated in the train for Budapest
slow train that he had taken two weeks
before on his mission to Belgrade.
He had made this move on impulse
without second thought, for Marishka's
| message as to her destination again
| justified his surmises and corroborated
| his fears as to her perilous situation
| NO OlileT lHOusnlS save tHOSe VI Iltr
danger and her need of him had en-
tered his head, and he had moved
quickly, aware that any loss of time
might be fatal to his hope OF helping
her. But, seated in his compartment
of the railway carriage. he had time to
consider the note in al its aspects and
in its relation to the extraordinary
events of the day. There were but two
other occupants of the carriage, an old
gentleman with white beard and a
young Hungarian officer-a vacuous-
looking youth in a uniform-neither oi
them obviously of material from which
secret service agents are made. After
the experience at the Konopisht railway
station. Renwick had no humor to be
shot at in such close quarters. where
the range would necessarily be deadly
He settled his automatic comfortably
in his pocket, and after another ant
more reassuring inspection of his travel
ing companions. he took out Marishka':
note and examined it carefully.
CONTINUED TOMORROW