Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1925-03-08
CONTINUED from Yesterdays Starr

Il went back to bed Henry, you
| simply haven't any idea how much
hated going up those stairs. There
was perfectly fiendish patch OF
moonl .ght, and / felt as If / couldn't
go through it and perhaps be pounoe ed
on by some one just round the cor
ner. If it hadn't been for the house
maids finding me in the morning.
believe l should just have stuck where
I was"
Henry's arm frightened a little.
We'll, tonight l hid in the study
quite early, but / had hardly got there
when Lady Heritage came down.
watched to see what she did, and as
soon she had gone through the
door and shut it l hauled that great
heavy chair along and climbed on to
. 1t. and found the spring. Your old Sc
cret door was made for much. taller
people than me, and l was just dread
fully frightened that some one would
come and find me standing on the
chair in the corner and looking like a
perfect fool. oh, l was thankful when
/ really got into the passage and
found that Lady Heritage was still in
sight"
y think it was frightfully clever of
you" said Henry, "frightfully clever
and frightfully brave; but you're not
to do it again. You might have run
into Ember or any one"
Then you do believe there's some
thing dreadful going on" said Jane,
quickly.
II don't know about what l believe,
but know that the passages are be-
ing used and that they've been wired
for electric light. / haven't explored
them vet. but people don't do that
of inn
on. 1 may say that 1 saw Raymond
y pass and you after her. What hap
pened next?"
Jane hesitated
Til tell you,' she said. "She open
ed another door and went out-why.
it's been puzzling me, but of course I
know now, the passage leads to the
headland. And the other day, when
was so frightened, Mr.. Patterson must
have come out of it; and he was there
tonight"
Yes, go on. Did they meet?"
Yes" said Jane, in a queer, shy
voice. Il couldn't help hearing.
gan away at once, but l couldn't help
hearing her call him Tony. It's your
cousin, Anthony Luttrell, isn't it?''
Yes, it's Tony" said Henry. Thank
the Lord they've met I'd just left
him there after jawing him about see
/ ing Raymond"
"Oh, 1 hope they've made it up"
said Jane. She looked so dreadfully
unhappy last night that felt 1 sim
ply couldn't bear it. It's so dreadful
to see people hurt like that and not
be able to do anything, Do you think
they'll make it up?"
Il hope So" said Henry. not very
hopefully. "Tony's a queer sort of
fellow, you know-frightfully hard to
move, and perfect devil for hug
gins grievance. He's had rotten
time of it, too. What with Raymond
marrying some one else, and then get
ting knocked out himself, and coming
round to find himself a prisoner-well,
there wasn't much to take his mind
off ii. He escaped three times before
he actually got away, and then he
went to Russia and had the worst
time of the lot. So that he's got a
good deal of excuse for sticking to
his crouch"
Jane suddenly pinched Henry very
hard, put her lips quite close to his
ear. and breathed:
Some ones coming"
As she spoke Henry drew her noise
lessly back a yard or two. The faint
glow which Jane had seen bright
ened until it seem dazzling. The
arched entrance to the tunnel in
which they stood became sharply de-
fined. The light struck the opposite
wall, showing 1T rough and black,
with patches of dull green slime.
Instantly Jane felt that her finger
tips would never be clean again. AS