Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-07-19

some friends in carouse. You read the
report of the proceedings in the Police
Court next morning. All wrong, my
dear Beatrice. All, believe me, part of
one of those little schemes to which
sometimes have to resort. The idea OF
that angers you. perhaps. but see now
ready I am to put things right when
it is possible. Mai. Owston has devoted
all his time since that unfortunate af-
fair to hunting us down; he has neg
lected all his other duties, he has run
greater risks than he knows of. He
joined in np carouse that night. His
comparativets silence in the Police Court
was very clever move on his part,
am sorry to say, to deceive and take
advantage Of our friend, Leopold.
Against you, he Is blams!ess. He touch
ed no drink in the club"
She looked at me. and saw In her
changing expression the turmoil INTO
which Josephs words had thrown her.
rs this true?" she asked me.
1T is true that I am biameless, ex-
cept that ought to have known better
than to have accepted Leopolds invita-
ton at ALL" answered, looking her In
the eyes. Il went into, the. secretarys
Office merely to sign the book. The
world came to an end with me there in
a second. woke in a police cell. They
engineered everything that happened
between"
The rush of relief to my heart as
watched her was one of the happiest
sensations of my life. I saw something
more human shining out Of her eyes.
But I am ashamed" she acknowl-
edged.
raised her fingers to my lips. re-
standing the JOY of this meeting, some
thing of that haunting and terrible fear
still fingered in my heart. I had not
the courage to put it into words, and
she did nothing to help me. Our mo-
ment had passed, and felt that had
failed to take full advantage Of 1t.
MY dear Beatrice" Joseph continued,
IT want you to use your influence with
Maj. Owston. have already told you
that Joseph Is on the point OF d1sap-
pearing forever. Before I go, want
one half hour with your uncle"
He would never see you, and be-
Sides"
Besides what?"
81 don't think it would be good for
either of you. You would quarrel"
ION my part, there would be no
quarrel, can assure you" Joseph de-
clared There are few words long
overdue between us. They should be
spoken. have come to the conclusion
f1uence over your uncle is Maj. Owston
Why should hs not persuade him to
see me?"
Beatrice shook her head.
MY uncle will never consent to see
you" she declared.
why not?"
HE is far too frightened Of you.
for one thing. His nerve has been CIV
ing way for years. I do not believe that
there is any person who could induce
my uncle to let you inside the house"
For single moment fancied that
I saw something of the old dangerous
light flash in Josephs eyes. His man
ner, however. remained unchanged. He
shrugged his shoulders.
Then, since you will not back me up
here, Beatrice" he said, 1T will ask
you to spare us another 10 minutes
while finish my business with Maj.
Owston. Where shall we find your"
II shall be in the billiard ROOM"
she said.
I never could understand why every
one obeyed Joseph without hesitation.
Beatrice rose, and rather avoiding than
seeking my eyes. she left the room. The
disturbing question remained unasked.
That terrible uncertainty still existed.
Joseph came back to his place. He stood
looking at me grimly and doubtfully.
1.-THE world is no place" he said,
his eyes watching my face all the time.
1.-The world is no place nowadays for
poor men,"
Isn't it? I seem to have rubbed
along in it somehow"
"Uncomfortably, my dear enemy. You
were in the direst straits when Martin
Hews took you into his employ"
quite true" admitted but had
Kept something worth having"
''Melodrama," Joseph sighed. "A SOL
der Of honor! You're warning me of,
Owston."
I'm hoping you're not going to offer
me bribe," l admitted. Its hard
enough as it is to remember my parole"
Il was thinking about It," he ac-
knowledged. IF money does not tempt
you, something else might. What about
Beatrice?':
Something In his manner Of speech,
his icy tnsolence, maddened me.
What is she to you that you should
dare to dispose of her?" I demanded.
Answer me-. I insist upon It,"
Again he smiled, but this time there
was measure Of contempt In his
gesture.
You poor simpleton" he scoffed.
Il could see what you were thinking;
SO could she. Beatrice is my sister.
Haven't you yet discovered that"
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