The Washington times., 1918-05-24
OF
NEW YORK
A Gripping Serial Story Of
Love and Battling
Mystery.
Part One-(Continuedl
By K, z, AND z


which followed thar marriage when
they had sat over the FIRE in the
luxurious boudoir OF Guys fiat She
glanced round the walls OF her
apartment, bare save for a tawdry,
vulgar colcred print here and there,
and the comparison brought feeble
smile to her lips. That fiat with all
the pretty things which she had pro-
vided for Il had passed into other
hands, just as the next day her own
belongings were to be sold. The
whirligig OF fate! She herself had
not been spared. She glanced at
Z Guy and Judged him the least alt
cred; II anything he was improved,
for a more regular life had worked
wonders with him, and his face
had not tho dissipated look to which
she had been accustomed.
Something Of what she was think
ing must have been evident in her
expression. for Guy hdgeted uneas-
fly. He had no wish TO open the
chapter Of sentiment with this
woman who had been his wife, but
70 whom he was now bound only
: By q compact Of friendship. Every
thing he could do for her he was
ready to DO, and It hardly occurred
90 him that II his love was dead II
did not follow that hers was So
too. She had always exercised a
strange fascination over him, but II
was an appeal TO the senses, and
Z since her illness this power had
: waned. though Lillian was ignorant
Of the fact
J Il want to Attend the saIe7-Lniian.
you have been very good to me,
Guy" she said. as she had said be-
fore. SIN particularly grateful 70
you for going round TO these credi-
tors Of mine and asking them to oe
patient; they wouldn't have listened
TO me"
Il told 'ern how hardly you had been
treated after your supposed death.
said GUY. aand that I could vouch for
them being paid In full II they would
only wait a little. I said there was
money which was bound to come In
faxed I'D all sorts Of stories-
SDo you know, Guy" said LII
Iian. Il should like to 90 to the
sale tomorrow. VIII you take me!
You would like to 90 to the
saIeg' he said. with some surprise.
Better keep out Of it Lillian; II
win only trouble you"
II don't think So" she replied.
There are a few things should
like TO buy in IL l can 1t is unfor-
tunate that when got started
2 again took some OF the property
from the stores where IL had been
lying for years 1 had too much
for the house when moved in. you
know. There are some china arti-
cles and some picturesN which be-
longed to my mother. should like
TO keep them"
"All right" said Guy, wen 80
together. There's nothing likely to
fetch any sort OF price, so 1 dare
say It can be managed"
They Return to Her Old Home
The next day, accordingly, they
made their way through a driving
snowstorm to Lillian's former lodg-
ings. The streets were desolate and
the weather so bad that the sale
OF Lillian's effects caused very lit
tie apparent notice There was the
smallest OF gatherings in the dining
room where the auctioneer had set
up his rostrum: a dozen or so deal
ers in second hand goods sat around
the table. There was a slight stir
Of excitement when Guy and Lillian
entered the room. The auctioneer-
nc was a dark. saturnine-looking
nan-paused in the midst OF a face
tious speech, and a disreputably
shabby woman, who was critically
. examining a table cloth which had
Just been passed round, nudged her
neighbor, and remarked in an au-
dible voice that that was Mrs. Will
loughby who had just come in-the
lady what every one thought had
been murdered-snd the gent with
her was the husband what really
wasn't her husband" A snigGcr
went round the room, which caused
Guy to frown and mutter to himself,
but Lillian paid no heed.
want to buy anything. sir?" \
dealer thrust a dirty catalogue in
Guys hand. There's a nice thing
in clocks. That's il over there on
the mantelpiece."
'Tu do my own bidding, thanks"
said Guy. He turned to Lillian, who
was carefully examining a cata-
logue. you'll tell me when any
thing you want comes up, Lillian"
he whispered, "and I'll do my best"
you won't get much OF a chance
muttered the disappointed broker.
There's an old chap sitting under
the auctioneer's table who buys in
everything that's worth having.
Outbids everybody"
Guy glanced at the "old chap" in
question He was evidently a brok-
er and not acting on his own ac-
count. Guy wondered idly who
could have employed him.
Presently one OF the pictures
which Lillian wanted TO save was
put up. II was a very, dainty water
color sketch OF a tropical landscape.
The auctioneer described It as a
work OF art by an unknown hand,
and suggested that II might be more
valuable than it appeared
The First Bid.
'Tt has a sentimental value,T
whispered Lillian. Ny mother
painted Il herself"
Somebody bid a dollar; the frame
was worth that. he said. Guy push
ed 70 the front and advanced half /
a dollar. The old broker, without
lifting his head, muttered: Two
doIlars!"
The other dealers around the ia
bles manifested no further inter
est The picture was not OF a kind
that appealed TO them Guy Of
fered three dollars. and the old man
increased tho bid TO FIVE dollars
IF he wasn't really buying the
stun" whispered the man who had |
FIRST spoken to Guy. Il should say |
he was running up the prices for
the landlord. The picture amt
worth q hver."
ITO Be Continued Tomorroy) |
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