Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1928-09-03

hnt Of their mental qualities and
character She deceived herself In nc
way about Martin. She did not glorlfy
him or attempt to ignore his frequent
Isnses from the standard she had al
I w-avs set ND in l1~r mind the enigma
nj the end az her thoughts was IN
vaYiab1v the same; what could there
be which This man possessed which ap-
nealcd when others far more obviously
impressive failed? She rose and walked
rrStlcSslv uu and down the room. lit
another cigarette and began 10 CON
slider the subject ri going 10 bed. Sud
denly all her sense Of nervousness re-
turned. She was unable tn account fo1
H. there we're no sounds outside, no
one would be likely to attempt a
burglary, she told herself. on the first
night Of her return after having left
the place u0occupied for SO long. Yet
N.r nervousness was undoubtedly in
creaS,nS at every moment. an iudefin-
able hatred Of her solitude, a queer
physical apprehension. something lit
tic aiIie6~as she thought with A light
ninellks fash Of realization~to the
terrified state la which her uncle had
lived while his two enemies were near
She crossed the passage To her bed
room and snatched NJ the revolver
from its place by her bed Once more
she listened. Then came the last sound
II all which she expected tn hcar--thc
Stcalthy insertion Of key into her
outside door. the sound Of it's slight
drag across the narrow strip Of drug
get She stood for 8 moment as though
turned To stone although with the &C.
tual drawing near Of peril she lost
much Of her fear She heard the door
close There was a moments pause as
though the intruder we're looking into
tha sitting room. Then. before her eyes
she saw the handle ri the bedroom
door slowly turn tbs door Itself open
inch hy inch. the figure Of a man loom
into sight
What 10 rou want" she asked
sharply, Don't come an inch nearer
or / shall FIRE"
She switched m the light which she
had temporarily lowered. Then she
gave a litsle cry,
Martini" she exclaimed
She was oreathiesSly amazed At
first, indeed, it seemed as though 1t
might be an spparition- Il was Martin.
but he was wearing unfamiliar clothes:
navy blue serge suit which bore the
hallmark of the readv-fnade tailor: his
linen was none ton clean. he had lost
the sllnhurn of the country Never
taeleSs. it was Martini and though his
eyes were sunken end he had the look
ii = man who had suffered, his voice
wsS steady enough,
IT'S al right Lady Blanche" ne
said Forgive me, please.
"Forgire vna9" she g3spcd-
couldn't helm
il. It seemed such a wonderful oppor-
tunitv"
sWhat on earth are you talking
abotlt2" she demanded. Where have
Won been7 Why did you disappear?
Don't vou know that the police are
booking for you?"
He nodded.
I guessed they WE'RE" hs admit
led L don't know that I'm partic-
ularly anxious for them to find me
lust vet"
nut have yon boen hurt9 You look
Iii
Yes. I've been hurt a bit" he &C
knowledged
But Who took YOU away? What be-
came Of you9''
.aT've come to tell YOU about it. You
don't happen to have little whisky""
What do you suppose" she re-
ioined. with all my visitors! Come
into the other room.
She led the way across the passage
onenod her cupboard and mixed him
drink with trembling fingers Then
-i1e pushed him into an essy chair and
sesfed herself On Eres, cushion ny
f1fS side.
Tell me everything your own way,
size begged.
H gulpe6 down nearly half the
a.i1lsky and soda EreediIv. When ne