Evening star., 1921-10-28
FROM NOW ON
CONTINUED from Yesterdays Starr
BY FRANK L. PACKARD.
Copyright. 1891, by Public Ledger Co.
Copyright, 1891, BY \. II. Davis Corr,

CONTINUED from Yesterdays Star.)
You, tool" There was bitter hurt
In Dave Henderson's voice. And then
suddenly he threw his shoulders back
II don't believe you" he flung out
fiercely. Il don't understand how
mere, but you wrote that letter-and
l don't believe 1t was trap. Do you
understand. Teresa-I don't believe
you"
She raised her head-and it seemed
that even In the darkness he caught
the sudden film of tears in her eyes.
ana saw the lips part In a Quivering
| smile. She shook her head slowly
then.
1T was not what wrote" she said.
IT was what my-what he added
afterward when he signed 1t. Con
amore-that was the secret code.
But you did not know that. then
Teresa" There was strange.
triumphant uplift in his voice. Il
out Of the room. Did I not say 1 did
not believe your"
Her lips were still Quivering, but
the smile was gone.
! No. did not know them she said.
But his shame is my shame, nothing
can alter that am his daughter. l
did not know it until after you had
gone-and then-my father had IA
sudden attack-and that night he
died. There was only one thing
l could do. / had no way of warn
ing you except to try and get here
here before Dago George had gone
too far. There-there were things 1
had to do in San Francisco-and then
l came as quickly as 1 could. I got
here tonight. l found that you were
already here-just a little ahead of
me. and that you had given Dago
George the letter. 1 had only one
chance then--to make Dago George
believe that 1 had come, since my
father was dead. to carry on the plot
| left off. Dago George had no sus-
picions. He knew me" Her voice
! held a sudden merciless note. II
was Capriano. He told me that
Capriano. He told me that you
were upstairs here. drugged. and he
! gave me the room next to yours
| "Drugged" Dave Henderson passed
his hand across his eyes. That ac-
counted for great deal. He re-
membered the slight headache with
which he had awakened; he was sud
denly conscious of it now. "Drugged"'
| he repeated.
| In way" she said. IT was too
late. But Dago George. of course. did
! not know any details. and he had not
gone any further than that. He had
| just left you in your room when
! came. He had not. of course heard
:, from my father. since my father was
! dead. and he drugged you so that
during the night. he could have free
access to your room and your belong
! ings and find out what he could about
you. II thought to turn him from
| that purpose by telling him enough
of the truth to make him content to
wait patiently and watch your move
| ments until you had the money in
your possession. Do-do you under
| stand? He said the effects of the
| and l meant to warn you then, and
and we would both make our escape
| from here. THAT is why l told you
| there was danger. Dago George would
stop at nothing. He has a band oi
men here in New York that 1 know
are as INSCRIPTIONS as he is; and this
place here. 1 am only too sure. has
been the trap for more than one OF
his victims"
! She paused Her voice. though
guarded. had grown excited, and a
1t was a moment before Dave Hen.
sJ "And pU youe" His voice was hoarse
"If Dago George had found you out
you wouldn't have had a chance fol-
Yes" she. said quietly. Il knew
that. But that has no place here
There was no other way
And you did this for me?" His
hands reached out and fell upon the
girls slight shoulders. and frightened
there. You did this for me
Teresa"
"I did it because there was no Other
thing to do. because-because"-hel
voice lost it's steadiness-"it was my
fathers guilt"
| He drew her closer, with a strange
! 0epfle ramOrSe1eSS SfrpnOfh
he whispered. For only that? II
1t had not been your father? If he
had had nothing to do with 1t? II
i it had been only me?'
| Her face was very close to his now
| so close that the quick, sudden pant.
ing Of her breath was upon his cheek
so close that her lips were almost
warm upon his own.
She put out her hands, and pressed
| them with a curious gentieness
"Have you forgotten that I am the
daughter Of the man who meant
| who meant perhaps to take your life
| that I am the daughter Of a GRIM
! inal?"
| and was holding the soft, trembling
hands against his cheeks-"I am a
| thief"
"Oh, DON'T" She was almost cry
ing now. You-you don't understand
! There is more. I meant, if I could
self"
| In sheer astonishment he let her go
and drew back a step. She seemed
| to waver unsteadily on her feet there
! in the darkness for an instant. and her
hand groped out to the platform rail-
| ing for support; and then suddenly
oh otN fyr1 fay n