Evening star., 1927-09-27
Continued from Yesterdays Starr

"But that's absurd, I've been paint
ing here all the afternoon and
looked into the tent just a little while
ago for matches for my pipe" There
was well feigned indignation in the
young mans laugh. why aren't you
In uniform IL you're from an asylum.
You look like a bunch of tramps.
Think we want to go around scar
ing the countryside with news that
one of the inmates has broke looseg
the familiar voice retorted, and all al
once Janet recognized it. 1t was Bill
the taxi chauffeur OF yesterday. She
Cowed as he went on: do we have q
look without interference, you bum
painter. or do we settle you nrst :
We'd rather do it peaceable, and II
the young woman amt there we
won't bother you again"
There was n pause and then her
veins chilled at the reply, even though
she realized it's inevitability
Look ahead. them" The young
man added an oath. 'Ttm be more
than one to six, though, when / get
hold of the sheriff of this hick place,
/ promise you"'
Janet flung herself face downward
on the ground in an agony of de-
Spair, There was no help for it-she
was lost. Then an idea, born of
their own excuse to her ally, en-
tered her mind. If they thought
her really i'll, delirious from fever
and the strain of what she had gone
through, they would take her back,
but they could hardly try to force
her to speak of that mysterious thing
for which she had been bounded!
She heard the tramp of approachinS
&
lifted, she raised wildly staring eyes
to greet those of Bill which glared
from beneath a soiled bandage. So
he was the man outside her bed
room door, whom Afford had hurt
Fiercely, she was glad OF 1t, but al
lowed no hint of recognition to creep
into her blank gaze.
Told you so,'' he shouted eXultant-
ly, and the group of rouSh-looklng
men behind him echoed it, Come
out and no nonsense! What's the
matter with you?"
He added the question with sud-
den change of tone in which Janet
detected dismay, for she had NUT
tered unintelligibly and waved her
arms.
WHAT The pseudo-artist had
come up back of them and his voice
''Is that her? How did she get here?"
There was a gleam of understand
ing in his eyes. however, and Janet
gestured vaguely once more and cried
out the first name that came to her
mind.
"Soeur Angelique, Soeur Angeli-
que"
whats she sayin'?" One Of the
men behind Bill stepped back un-
easily.
ITS French" volunteered her
friend. suddenly. "Any Of sou un-
derstand it?"
Bill fell into the trap and shook
his head.
"No. 1 told you she was cuckoo.
She'll soon be all right when we
get her back, but 1 wonder what
that meant?"
''She was calling for Sister An
geline'; sounds like nuns name.
Shall 1 try her?" Before they could
prevent him the young man advanced
and said: "Regardez lie ciel demain"
Look at the sky tomorrow He
was repeating his former ineXplicable
instructions, and in response she only
dared murmur the final words that
her tailisman invoked:
''C'est toujours septr
"It is always Seven~ The young
man turned at Bills angrily sus-
picious growl and declared, with every
appearance of candor,- "She's crazy,
all right! told her to listen and be-
have herself. and she said something
about Joseph Say, take her away.
Forget what / said about the sheriff.
you boys are all right! | don't know
how she managed to crawl in here
without my seeing her, but guess
she's better off back where she came
from, only don't hurt her. The poor
girl doesn't knnNy what she's dnins nsrt,'