The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1918-07-20
Part ons-CCoutinueO

what do. you advise me to d,
Guy?" she asked after q few mo-
mentS pause for reflection
Guy COunseIs Patience
why, do nothing" said Guy,
got the children, and can bring them
up according to Won Geldenstein's
wishes. You tell me that he never
seemed to have much concern about
his wife Let her be; she's happiest
wishes for her children-weu, she
has the means of finding them"
But" persisted Lillian, don't
you think ought to see these peo-
ple-her neighbors-myself?"
Certainly not" cred Guy In
alarm you cannot tell how they
might treat you You might be
blackmailed or let in for air sorts
OF unpleasant CONSCIOUSNESS. II any
one has to see them I will. But Il
isn't necessary. Just leave well
enough alone. That's my advice.
Perhaps you are right" said LII
ian, but somehow It all seems
very strange The woman nearly
turned me out of her shop this aft
ernoon for Offering to take her chill
dren Of her hands, and now all Of q
sudden she goes on to London and
doesn't seem to trouble any more
about them You are sure"-she
turned quickly upon Guy--that we
can depend upon these people?'
"Oh, yes" he replied ~Besides"-
he was heaping lie upon lie
"they showed me the house-let me
In with the key, you know-and It
Meyer had taken her departure
'That seems to decide it," said
Lillian, refectively. by the bye"
she said at last, you spoke OF
something having upset you was
too excited about my own Affairs to
pay much attention. What was it7
And what made you so later"
II was set upon by roughs in one
of those narrow streets" said Guy,
glad that the subject was at last
ch anged-. But even in this part Of
his story It was necessary for him
to go carefully, for he stiIl had to
embroider truth with lies How
could he tell Lillian Of his flight
across the yards without revealing
the cause Of Il?
Lillian was Immediately sympa-
thetic. Guy! They did not hurt
you or rob your
sNo-but I had to make q bolt for
II. Think OF my get-up, Lillian.
Evening dress In the slums. OF
course, my coat was . protection
till IL came to running. bolted
down a side street-one, I think,
that was parallel with that in
which Mrs. Meyers house is stu
ated. But the beastly coat kept
tapping about my legs and imped-
ing me. The brutes-there were
two of them-were catching me up.
Luckily, It was foggy, and 50
made a sudden swerve over q low
railing in front of q house that
stood q little back from the street
There was a passage at the side OF
this house, and I managed to hide
myself there. The roughs ran on
and so lost me-"
Thank heavenw calculated In
ian. They might have murdered
you'll"
Easier Sailing Vow.
yes, lucky, wasn't it?" Guy was
beginning to wonder at his powers
OF invention. But it was plain
sailing now. for the rest was truth
We'll" he continued, "there was
a light in one Of the windows, or
rather. I should say, there was =
IIEht In two. They belonged. I
fancy, to the same room. but one
window was heavily curtained. and
It was impossible to see in, while
in the other the curtains were not
quite drawn together. Something
impelled me to Look in" He paused
dramatically.
"Yes-and you saw
1T was an opium den, Lillian
I've never seen anything OF the
kind in my life before, so you may
imagine that I gazed at It with
some curiosity. A better class
place. 1 should say. than one would
expect to find in that part OF New
York The room was furnished
luxuriously-Easter you know:
heavy curtains, cushions, squares OF
carpet, rugs. and quaint little tables.
There were touches here and
there. and men were lying upon
these either asleep or smoking.
Well dressed men, too, though for
the most part they looked foreign
There was an old Chinaman in the
middle Of the room. with a quaint
wizened old hgure-I suppose he was
the boss"
Here Lillian INTERRUPTED excitedly.