Evening star., 1924-05-10
CONTINUED from Yesterdays star.)


Frenchman who, upon scenting what
appeared to be the comedy OF an
outraged husband overtaking the
man who had carried off his wife,
forgot the serious business, part of
which Sir Rowland had already i'm
"a time-serving gentleman-smiled
with this French general of a British
army that he might win the great
mans favor.
Blake. froth on his lips. that the
twenty men | had from you, as well
as Ensign Norris. are dead in Bridg-
King Monmouth has come to ruin, al
because we were betrayed by this
woman. 1t is now my further priv
ilege to point out to your lordship
the man TO whom she sold US,
Feversham misliked Sir Rolands
arrogant tone. misliked his angry.
scornful glance. His eyes narrowed,
the. laughter faded slowly from his
face.
tits lady, you have tole us, betray
you. Yer well. But you have not
tole US who betray you TO tis lady.
And he looked inquiringly at Blake.
The baronet's jaw dropped; his race
lost some of it's high color. He was
stunned by the question as the bird
is stunned that flies headlong against
pane of glass. He had crashed into
had not seen II.
Go" said Feversham, and he
stroke ed the cleft of his chin. cap,
tain Wentwort', be so kind as to call
tie guard"
Wentworth moved to obey, but be
fore he had gone round the table
Blake had looked behind him and es-
pied Richard shrinking by the door.
than answer your lordship's question" !"
Wentworth stopped looking at Fe-
persham.
"voyons." said the General
Il can place you in possession or
the man who has wrought our ruin
He is there" and he pointed theatrl-
cally to Richard.
Peversham looked at the limp fig-
ure in some bewilderment. Indeed
.he was having a most bewiidering
evening-or morning. rather, for IT
was even then on the stroke of
o'clock. AN who are you, sare?' he
asked.
Richard came forward, nerving him
self for what was to follow. 1t had
Just occurred to him that he had a
card which should trump any trick or
Sir Rowland's vindictiveneSS. and the
prospect heartened and comforted
him.
Il am this Iady's brother. my lord
he answered. and his voice was fairly
steady.
ITEMS said Feversham. and.
smiling, he turned to Wentworth
Quite a family party, sir said the
captain, smiling back.
oh, mais tout-afait," said the Gen
eral. laughing outright, and then
Wilding created diversion by lead
ing Ruth to chair that stood at the
far end of the table. and drawing
FerSersham r0ewa5q fof airify nsr let M Madame sit
You are very good. sir" said Ruth,
her voice brave and calm.
But somewhat lacking IN sponta-
neity," Wildng criticized. which set
Wentworth staring and the French
man scowling.
Shall l cali the guard, my lord?"
asked Wentworth, crisply.
Il t'ink yes" said Feversham, and
the captain gained the door and
spoke a word TO one of the soldiers
without
But, my lord" exclaimed Blake, in
a tone of protest. Il VOW you are too
ready to take this fellows word
He as spoke so few" said Fever
sham.
do you know who he is?"
You 'af card i'm say-te lady's
"Aye-bat his name" cried Blake.
quivering with anger. = DO you know
that it is Wilding %
The name certainly made an i'm
preston that might have fattered
the man to whom it belonged. Fever
,shams whole manner changed; the
trivial air of persif1aGe that he had
adopted hitherto was gone on the
instant and his brow grew dark.
Tat true?' he asked, sharply. Are
you Mistaire Wildin-Mistaire An
toine Wildin?"
Your lordship's most devoted serv-
ant" said Wilding suavely, and made
Wentworth. in the background,
uaused in the act of reclosing the
door to stare at this gentleman whose
name Albemarie had rendered so ex-
cellently we'll known.
And you dare to come ere" thun-
dered. Feversham, thoroughly reused
by the Others airy indifference. You
arc come 'ere-into my YER pres
ence?"
Mr.. wilding smiled conciliatngly.
''1 came for my wife, my lord, he
reminded him. 1T grieves me to in
trrde upon your Iordship at so late
an hour, and, indeed, it was far from
my intent. had hoped to overtake
Sir Rowland before he reached you.
Nom de Dieur' swore Feversham.
"Ho! A 50 great efronteryi" He
swung round upon Blake again. "Sare
Rowlan,' he bade him, angrily, be
so kind to tell me what 'appen in
Breechw hwater-everyting!
Blake, his face purple, seemed to
struggle for breath and words. Mr..
wilding answered for him.
Sir Rowland is so choleric, my
lord" he said, in his pleasant, level
come more intelligibly from me.
Believe me that he has served you to
the best OF his ability. Unfortunately
for the success of your choice plan
of murder, l had news of it at the
eleventh hour, and, with a party of
musketeers, / was able to surprise
and destroy your cutthroats in Mr.
Newlingtons garden. You see, my
lord | was to have been one of the
victims myself. and 1 resented the
attentions that were intended me.
had no knowledge that Sir Rowland
had contrived to escape, and, frank
w. it is thing / deplore more than
/ can say, for had that not happened
much trouble might have been saved
and your lordships rest had not been
disturbed"
But tie woman?" cried Feversham,
jmpatiently, How is she come into
this galere%
1T was she who warned him.
Blake got out, AS already I have had
And your lordship cannot blame
her for that" said Wilding. The
lady is a most loyal subject of King
James, but she is also, as you OBJ
serve, dutiful wife. l will add that
il was her intention to warn me only
when too late for Interference. Sir
Rowland, as it happened. was slow
"Silence!" blazed the F,renchnan.
Now tat I know who you are. tat
make a SO great difference. Where
is tie guard, Wentworth
ST hear them" answered the cap
tain, and from the street came the
tramp OF their marching feet.
Feversham turned again to Blak e.
.'Te affaire as 'appen' so,' he said,
between question and assertion, sum-
ming up, the situation as he under
stood it: "Tis rogue and he point