Evening star., 1925-10-03

wall and call out again.
But she had not got to 80 when
the silence broke. There came a
muff1ed knocking, which sounded far
away. But there was no mistake.
A knocking it was.
Pandora ran to the locked door be-
hind the tapestry. and somehow her
hand, grasping the curtain, brushed
against a small protuberance on the
! wall which she had missed before
She forgot her counting. For an
! instant she forgot even the knocks.
AN electric light switch she gasped,
and pressed the tiny knob.
Instantly the room was not flooded.
| but hathed with a brighter light than
that of the fading day. 1t was green
also. and. therefore. must filter
! through green glass. since it was
not colored by the water. At first
! she could not see whence this light
| came. but looking up she spied four
| small green globes. one in each corner
where wall and thick glass ceiling
met. At best ii was not much brighter
than forest twilight, with sunset
drifting through an emerald roof of
leaves. No doubt MaSquer made this
Improvement for his own sake. but
had feared Il bright light, lest 1t should
shine up through the pool in the Per
sian garden. He would have calcu-
lated just the safe amount when he
had the work done by that zone
workman whom he would trust"
Wen. ii would spare her the horror
OF black darkness through the long
nights
Who are YOU she called.
The voice behind the echo answered,
but Pan could catch no words.
Good gracious, if it's Eve Car
roll.' the girl gasped. half aloud.
Oh, it must, II must be Eve. Rawdon
Wells had not killed her. At worst
he had shut her up. But, surely
he had not done even that. He had
done nothing to Eve. He was wholly
innocent. The Masquer was the
guilty one.
Pan had not liked Eve. The girl
was frankly aware that she'd been
jealous. She had never tried to ex
cuse herself. 1t had almost broken
her heart when Don fell in love with
Miss Carroll. In her despair she
thought 1t quite broken. and that life
was over, But she hadn't hated Eve
then. She had only been sad 1t
was when Eve threw away the love
for which she-Pan-would have
given half her youth that the girl
had felt actual hatred.
In those dayS-the days when Eve
and Kennedy Haste We're first en-
gaged-Pandora would have been glad
had she heard that Eve Carroll was
dead. Yet she had not been quite
50 desperately miserable as whenDon
had been Ewes lover. Something of
the old ''palship" between her and
Rawdon Wells had been saved from
the wreck of his happiness. At first
he had said nothing about the blow
ha hi inn q h.lI
seemed glad to have Pan with him,
though he had forgotten her while
the sunshine of Ewes favor had shone
upon him. Then, one day-not long
before the wedding-his anguish had
burst forth in a torrent of words.
He had not mean them. of course,
and Pan had tried to put them out
of her mind. But there had come Il
time when she couldn't help remem-
bering. Even then it was Eve she
blamed-Eve who would he reSpon-
sible for everything, no matter what
happened. Now, however, when she
thought that Eve was a prisoner like
herself in this secret place under
the pool. Pans heart warmed family
toward the other girl.
"Eve.-Eye,' she called, and beat
upon the door.
There was an answer, but again
the voice was muff1ed by distance.
Il wonder if she understands teleg-
raphy?" Pandora thought. She her
self had learned it during the war,
when she had wished to qualify as
an air-woman. She had not practiced
much, for Ken had written from
France and begged her to give up
the plan: but she remembered the
letters of the alphabet in the Morse
code.
Now she snatched off her little
brown suede shoe, and began to rap
out with it's heel the name of Eve
Carroll To that she added: ''Do
you understand"
There was silence as she tapped,
and the instant she stopped. knock
ing began again. But it was not in
code. 1t had no meaning, she was
sure; and regretfully the hope of
exchanging messages had to be given
up.