The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1924-05-09

/ The inspector grinned.
I'm glad you had the sense not to
interfere" he remarked.
Sir Timothy and his companion
reached the car. The latter took a
seat by the chauffeur. Sir Timothy
stepped In. 1t struck him that Lady
| Cynthia was a little breathless. Her
eyes, too, were marvelOusly bright.
wrapped around her knees was the
chauffeur's coat.
Wonderful II she declared. 81
haven't had such a wonderful five min
utes since / can remember! You are
dear to have brought me, Sir Tim
othy."
what do you mean" he demanded.
"Mean?" she laughed, as the car
swung around and they glided away.
''You didn't suppose l was going to
sit here and watch you depart upon
mysterious errand? / borrowed your
chauffeur's coat and his cap. and skunk
down after you. can assure you l
looked the most wonderful female
apache you ever saw! And saw the
fight 1t was better than any of the
prize fights 1 have ever been to. The
real thing Is better than the sham.
isn't it?'
Sir Timothy leaned back in his
place and remained silent. Soon they
! passed out of the land of tired people,
of stalls decked out with unsavory
provender, of fetid smells and I'M
wholesome-loolking houses. They passed
through street of silent warehouses
on to the Embankment. A stronger
breeze came down between the curv-
ing arc of lights.
"You are not sorry that you brought
me?" Lady Cynthia asked, suddenly
holding out her hand.
Sir Timothy took it in his. For
some reason or other, he made no an
swer at all.
The car stopped in front of the great
house in Grosvenor square. Lady Gym
thia turned to her companion.
"You must come in, please" she
said. ~ insist, If it is only for five
minutes"
Sir Timothy followed her across the
hall to curved recess, where the
footman who had admitted them
touched bell, and a small automatic
lift came down. =.
II am taking you to my own quar-
ters," she explained. "They are rather
cut off, but like them-especially on
hot nights
They glided up to the extreme top
of the house. She opened the gates
and led the way into what was prac-
| tically an attic sitting room, decorated
in black and white. Wide-f1ung doors
opened onto the" leads, where comfort
able chairs, small table and an elec-
tric standard were arranged. They
were far above the tops of the other
houses, and looked into the green of
the park.
'This is where I bring very few
people," she said. '"This Is where,
even after my twenty-eight years of
fraudulent life, I am sometimes my
self. Wait"
There were feminine drinks and sand
opened the cupboard Of small side
board just inside the sitting-room,
however, and produced whisky and
siphon Of soda. There was a pail of
ice In cool corner. From somewhere
In the distance came the music of vio-
Inns floating through the window of a
house where a dance was in progress.
They could catch glimpse Of the
striped awning and the long line of
waiting vehicles with their twin eyes
of fire. She curled herself up on a
settee, flung cushion at Sir Timothy,
who was already ensconced in lux
urious easy-chair, and with tumbler
of iced sherbet in one hand, and
cigarette in the other, locked across
at him.
81 am not sure" she said, that you
have not tonight dispelled an illusion"
what manner Of one?' he asked.
"Above all things" she went on, 81
have always looked upon you as wick
ed. Most people do. think that Is
the reason why so many of the women
find you attractive. I suppose it is
why have found you attractive"
The smile wes back upon his lips.
He bowed little, and. leaning for
ward, dropped chunk of ice into his
whisky and soda.
Dear Lady Cynthia" he murmured.
don't tell me that am going to slip
back in your estimation into some nor
NAL place."
81 am not quite sure" she said de-
liberately. "I have always looked
upon you as a kind of amateur crimi-
nal, a man who loved black things and
dark ways. You know how weary one
gets of the ordinary code of morals in
these days. You were such delight
full antidote. And now, am not sure
that you have not shaken my faith
in you"
I'm what wayT
"You really seem to have been en-
gagged tonight in very sporting and
DhilanthrODic enterDrise I imagined