The Washington times., 1918-08-15
The Wolves of New York
A STORY OF LOVE AND MYSTERY
Paul Dies AS He Is About to Reveal
BOrradale Curse, But Warns
Basil Against lara

able that Paurs words were but
the result Of a dying mans fury
against the woman who had slain
him.
It was not till later that these
thoughts forced themselves upon
Basirs mind There was no time
to think when he rose from Paurs
side and announced that the man
was dead
at is good" said the gypsy who
appeared to be the leader OF the
tribe. "We will bury him He
will lie in the wood and no one
will know"
But" faltered Basil Il cannot
give"
The gypsy smoked nonchalantly.
'We have our own laws" he said,
~and do not ask for death certIfi-
Gates Two men hght-one kills
the other-if the fight Is fair, well
and good-if not, we know how to
punish. 1t is not well to Interfere
with our customs"
Basil looked about him with in
decision, his obvious duty was to
report the fracas to the police, and
allow the law to take its course
But, glancing at the swarthy faces
which surrounded him, illuminated
as they were by the light Of Ian
terms, and Of a rough fire quickly
kindled, at the background of
swaying trees. at the dark forms
Of the wagons, he could hardly
bring himself to believe that he
was in America, In placid West
chester, and that q high road lay
within a few PAGES of him. Rather
he might have been in the wilds
OF some half-civilized country, in
the company of men who knew no
laws but their own, forest deni-
zens, OF primitive nature. He felt
the influence of his surroundings
1.-THE old man, Loski, needs you"
went on the gypsy. "It would be
best for you to attend to him They
tell me that you are q doctor-also
that you are one of US. advise
you-for your own sake-to re-
member that you are one of u.s."
He spoke quietly. but the words
were evidently intended As q
warning.
Obviously Bash would not be al
lowed to go from the gypsy camp
till his hosts felt satisfied as to his
discretion. He would gain moth
ing by opposing them now, and
might, in fact, ind himself in con-
siderable peril Nothing would be
easier for them-if they antici-
pated danger from him-than to
seal his lips effectually by sending
him to join Paul in his secret grave.
These were rough men. and human
life was Of small account to them
To temporize and gain his free
dom as quickly as he could-that
was BasiPs obvious course.
Il will go to Lorski," he said
simply. -and I will do my best for
him"
; Leaving the side of the dead man.
he mounted the steps of the van
and tapped lightly at the door. It
was opened to him by the girl her
self. Her face was more placid
now, and she smiled slightly as she
admitted him He could hardly
realize It possible that this was
the same girl who had sped SO
wildly through the night, knife in
hand, and thrown herself like q
tigress upon her foe; she. too, who
had wished to stab again in cold
blood. and spurn with her foot the
PROSTATE body OF the man she had
killed Those subtle lips of chang
ing expression, those weirdly fas-
cinating eyesi The lips were smil-
ing now, pouting a little; the eyes
were gentle and seemed to call for
sympathy.
He is not badly hurt" she said
You will see. He was wounded in
the shoulder. but It is in the flesh
only. The knife struck upward
sog She initiated the gesture OF
the blow. "They have laid him
upon my bed, and there he stay
awhile. He soon be well again
nurse him-and you make him
we'll"
She led the way to the inner
room to which the wounded man
had been brought Those who had
carried him there had all taken
their departure. with the exception
OF an old woman, who appeared to
be the recognized medical author
ity of the tribe. Lorski's wound,
indeed, had already been roughly
dressed, and he seemed fairly COM
Portable. Basil quickly satisfied
himself that Zara's diagnosis was
the true one. The man was in no
danger; his wound was superficial,
though It had caused some loss of
blood.
You are quite right" he said to
cara Your uncle Is not badly
hurt"
81 save him" she cried, as II ask
ing for praise. 81! And it was but
just in time. Is he dead. the cur,
Paul?"
YES" replied Basil, shortly, "hs
II dead"
To Be Continued Tomorrow
Copyrighted. W. R. Hearst.