Evening star., 1929-06-21

FIRST INSTALLMENT (Continued).
obeyed her, almost unconsciously.
Her voice, soft and pleasant though it
was. had In Il some curiously compelling
quality. With the instrument fixed
to my ears, my sense of hearing be-
came at once more acute. could hear
the scratching Of pen upon note
paper, the kissing Of log In the crate;
otherwise there was silence In the room.
"You are poor" she continued. "You
came down here on desperate chance
You may not know 1t, but you have
failed. Martin Hews has decided not
to employ you. The car Is already
ordered to take you back to the station. .
II was like sentence OF fate, and
my heart sank.
How do you know that?" demand
ed
TT is my business. am Martin
Hews' niece. know most Of the secrets
even of this house"
He was pretty well my last chance
I confided gloomily.
"Then you have lost 1t. You are, ]
think YOU said, in straitened means.
You can earn this, II YOU care TO-"
She handed me O. folded slip o.
paper. opened it out and found that
it was a f20 Bank of England note.
whom am to serve for this?"
asked. "Your< uncle or you?"
"Me," she answered calmly. Hush!
I. too. had heard the click OF the
motor chair. looked through my peep
hole. It's occupant had simply changed
hts position In order to reach nox OF
cigarettes. He Lit one and recon-
menced his writing. The room was
still empty. I turned back to the girl.
Her eyes were fixed upon me-gray eyes
with a CLINT of green In them, indif-
ferent almost inhuman, as 1t seemed 10
me at that moment. yet curiously Inn
pressive under her strange-colored hair.
For the first time realized that IN
her own fashion-and o very distinc-
tive one It was--she was beautiful.
You can earn this s2u' u,sns sns
here and catching the train for London
that starts In 90 minutes will show
YOU the way to where the car Is wait
ing. Ali that you will have TO do Is
to deliver o letter In Berkeley Square,
and never come near this house again. !"
"'If your uncle will not engage me" !"
I said, "that Is my misfortune. have
accepted the task Of watching here
until his visitor has gone, and must
carry it out"
has come, you would be of very little
help to him. 1t would be all over be-
fore you could get halfway across the
room. Will you Gomez"
"I will not" I decided, turning my
back upon her, and peering through
my spy hole. There Il some one COM
ing into the room"
Apparently she was convinced of my
obduracy, and, in q measure. reconciled
to it, for heard the door roll smoothly
back and the click Of Its fastening. !
as to this strange happening, for 1t
was obvious that the expected visitors
had arrived. I heard the opening OF
the door and the buffers sonorous
voice I saw Martin Hews' eyebrows
60 up, saw him lean little forward
In his strange chair.
Then the other two figures came into
vtew--a fair, sturdily built man. COM
nonplace enough in appearance. but
with 2 bulldog type OF features and 70
suffering In his face as though he were
Ill, and he leaned upon a stick. He
was dressed in reasonable clothing.
but his hair was unkempt, his collar
cr,Impled, one Of his shoe laces undone.
I judged that he had come from some
adventure, for there was an air Of ex-
haustion about him, and in his eyes
there was fear.
Holding his arm was a girl-small,
with an exquisite cameo-like face, dark
brown eyes and hair, and brilliantly
red lips. She looked defantly at
Martin Hews.
Il was expecting you. Jim Dcnkin-
but the young LADY,"
The man sank into the fixed chair
with q little RroAn of relief
You'll have to look after her,
Guv'nor," he declared. IF she can't
come with me. youll have TO keep her
safe. You know what happened last
nights"
der" Martin Hews observed calmly.
You are trying me very high, Donkin.
must remember. and 1t Is not an easy
thing to protect murderer. Tell me
about the girl" ,'.''
"This IA Rachel. 'Tain't her fault,
but it was because Of her the row be-
gan last night. There were hundred
of us fighting down in the News. back
of the Bethnal Green Road, and Phil
Abrahams wasn't the only one who
got his. We were obeying orders too,
you know, Guv'nor."
There isn't q great deal of time to
Hews warned him. why have you
brought the girl with you?"
where could leave here in Lon
don?" the man demanded. "Abrahams
took her from me. as he had sworn to
Joseph that he would, but he was O
dying man before he could hand her
over. They'll get her II leave her
in London"
Martin Hews leaned forward In his
chair and contemplated the two. His
face was unclouded, his smile almost
benevolent. He might have been the
head Of some great charitable organi-
zation, evolving his plans for the pro-
lection Of this outcast !.
Il grasp the poeition. y he said at