Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1919-01-05
CONTINUED FROM LAST sunday

sists in pursuing her mad course. you
had better not come back at all. Como
on and let us take our places in the
train"
They moved away and she continued.
"For IL she does you will never be
able to hold up your head again;
every one knows how you have be-
haved to her"
"Oh, stop It," said he. irrtably. u
have enough to think about"
You ought to-"
Only just those three words, yet
they set him OFF,
Fought /? Well, what Of yourself?
She told me last night things about
you"
About me. What things?"
Never mind"
"But do" she stopped and he stop
ped
Il mind very much. What things did
she tell your"
Nothing much, only that you wor-
ried the life out of her, and that
though l was bad you were worse
Venetia shifted. She was just turn
ing to resume her way to the train
when she stopped dead like point
er.
That's them" she said, in hard,
tense whisper.
Jones looked.
A yelled lady. accompanied by
bearded man with n folded umbrella
under his arm and following n porter
laden with wraps and small luggage,
was making her way through the
crowd toward the train.
The devil did not hide her from him.
He knew at once 1t was she.
1t was then that Venetia's effect
upon him acted as the contents of the
white paper acts when emptied into
the tumbler that holds the blue paper
half OF the seidlitZ powder.
Nenetia saw his face.
'Don't make a scene" she cried.
That was the stirring of the spoon.
He rushed up to the bearded man
and caught him by the arm. The
bearded one turned sharply and push
ed him away. He was "A big man; he
looked a powerful man. Dressed up
as a conquering hero he would have
played the part to perfection, the
sort of man women adore for their
power" and manliness. He had
cigarette between his thick, red
bearded lips.
Jones wasn't much to look at, but
he had practced at odd times at Joe
Hennessy's, otherwise known rs Ike
Snidebaum, OF Spring Garden street,
Philadelphia, and he had the fighting
pluck of n badger.
He struck out, missed, got a drum
sounder In on the left ribs, right un-
der the uplifted umbrella arm and the
raised umbrella--and then--swift as
light got in an upper cut on the
whiskers under the left side of the
jaw.
The umbrella man sat down, as men
Sit when chairs are pulled from under
them. then, shouting for help--that
was the humorous and pitiable part
OF it-scrambled on to his feet in
stantly to be downed again.
Then he lay on his back with arms
out. pretending to be mortally injured
r. The whole affair lasted only fifteen
seconds
You can fancy the scene.
Jones looked round. Venetia and
the criminal. having seen the display
and ut the National Sporting Club
you often pay pounds to see worse
were moving away together through
the throng. the f1oored one with arms
still out, was murnuring: "Brandee
--brandee." into the ear of a kneeling
porter. and station policeman was
at Jones side.
Jones took him apart a few steps
II am the Earl Of Rochester" said
he. in half whisper. That guy has
got what he Wanted--neyer mind what
he was doing--kick the beast awake
and ask him II he wants to prosecute"
The constable came and stood over
the head end Of the sufferer who was
now leaning on one arm.
do you want to prosecute this
gentleman" asked the constable
"Nichevo," murmured the other NO.
Hrandee."
Thought So" said Jones Then he
walked away toward the entrance
with the constable.
"My address is Carlton House Ter
race" said he. when you get that
chap on his pins you can tell him to
come there and I'll give him another
dose Here's a sovereign for you"
Thanks, your lordship," said the
guardian Of the peace, you landed
him fine, / will say. ] didn't see the
beginning of the scrap. but ] saw
the knock -out--you won't have any
more bother with him"
II don't think So" said Jones
He was elated, jubilant, a weight
seemed lifted from his mind, all his
evil humor had vanished. The feel
OF those whiskers and the resisting
jaw was still with him, he had got
one good blow in at circumstance and
the world. He could have sung He
was coming out of the station when
some one ran up from behind
1t was Nenetia. Nenetia. delirious
and jabbering.
"reresa is in the car--You have
done it noW--you have done il now.
What made you do this awful thing
Are you mad. Here in the open sta
tion--beforc every one---you have
hi -heaped this last disgrace on us