Evening public ledger. (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, August 30, 1917, Final, Pictorial Section, Image 16

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Explanation, arc most satisfactory when they fail to explain for they -jpt at rest.
fptrinnririlv at least, the QOUbtS 01 tnc inquisuui iinu ui u- 0 w.v. . ie
deSdant go without having told any more than was necessary. Imagine the posi
tion of a man caught between two women in such a situation I
By LECHMERE WORRALL
AMD J. E. HAROLD TERRY
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kite a Lass Is Trying to Save Her Lover From the Toils
or a serpent wnom sue iseucves noias a aiu"
Charm Over Him, Enemies of Great Britain Are
Bringing Their Plans for the Kingdom's Destruction
to a Close
''fAn Apparent Cessation of Activity on the Part of the
Government Does Not Indicate That the United states
Has Ceased in Its Quest for German Spies Working
Here, Many of Whom- Operated in England During
the Early Years, of the War
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s' iniifand h " ' nr on month.
I Sits. HANnKltsON. tho, proprlMrrm. her "on.
VW FrlAkl.KS HWIIIWV. nervlnir In the I.n
ii " Admlrsltyi MK. 1'OI.I.Ot'K. the Justl-e of
f IE. !! hi. ilauntr. 1IOM.Y. nlnM"ns
jl.KuRiMTiiI'HKR IIKKNT. Molly'" nni-i Wl.
fc' f MIRIAM I.KK. widow of thlrty-mc. n
' y . fi?it arrival! MIH M KTI.K. . R . -Pln.t;ri
ft I TOWJS "V ffmBS' fc" Sri' of
Wi.A ,.. nr. tha rntlr occupant" of th hotel. .
" 1 . . Brr.nt and. Miriam arc re.rcn a vc ot
w.iv trie iiriimn inifiiiin; y""-Y' " . , , ,'.
!, 1. .!,. 0r... .irin .if tho innocnt-looklnii
CM 'i ireplace a complete wireless outfit. After
v 1 miim i mMMK that a U-boat Is waltlnitorf
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ur:"' ".?"'. -l.-.-l . tl.A hn.twM-
trade by Krnuleln Schroeiler, ho h- Is ron
"inced 1" the brains of tho plot. The fact
that there la an nrtlst In the huuso urcnunlj
for the presence of carrlerl''cons. anil Ilrcnt
anoota one of the birds a It leaden thy houw.
H discovers a sketch of the harbor !
tenses In a small case tied nbout one of
the pigeon's less. Tho plotters decide to
burn the hotel that evenlnir. as a slsnul
to a U-boat waiting ou. at sea. They nlmi
plan to burn nil tho occupants.
Meanwhile llrtnt and Miriam complete the
details for the capture of tho tlcrmnn spies.
Absolutely nt a los to account for the many
spsets to their plns. Sanderson and his col
leagues detemlncd to take Mr. I'ollntk Into
their confidence, explaining that .Sanderson
has been robbed of certain Admiralty pupers.
triiiv in lUatmlr at tile accusations lev
eled at her lover, decides tu exonerate Chrli
ml starts on a tour of Investigation. Win
the map inicen irom ine pikcuu h-k hi
Ie's purse and returns to Ilrcnt to wurn
i to Miriama character.
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was to p!ay on Molly's lote for him. If ho
ould make htr think that he, and he "'one.
Was In the game she mlKht flileld hint, ntjy
ay until tomorrow, when all could be
Wade plain. "It was unfortunate thnt ha
bad been trylnn to tench her the sneredness
ef an Idea over any Individual tie, and he
could only hopo that her Instinct would
triumph over counsel so alien to her habit
Of mind and so newly administered.
"Have ou said anything to Mrs. Lee,
Molly?" he asked.
"Not yet."
"Then you mustn't. I'll tell you why. I
fave that paper to Mrs. l-.ee. I thought I
nr mv rnntn tnlpht lift Kenrchpd."
Molly Bavo a little cry and snatched her caF1ua"y ",,d w,lh hcr clarmlnB, friendly
hands from under his. "You eavo It to hcr
knowing what It was?"
"Knowing what It was. She, of course,
la, quite Ignorant about it. I just asked
her to take charge of It for me."
Molly sat looking at him with all the
pretty color vanished from her face. At
last tho truth of his teaching had pene
trated to her brain. She had told her
father and Pennlculk only that afternoon
that howecr much In tho wrong Chrh
might provo to be, she would only loo
him all tho more. Now she knew It was
not true, that thero nio some things which
love en n not survive, becauso they destiny
tho very essenco of the person who wns
lotcd. She realized now that she had wor
shiped Chris because he had nlnny.t stcined
to hcr nbovu every other man she had met.
Now ho wns Immeasurably lower than her
absurd, pompous, but honeft father, lower
than Percy, with hN nice, ordinary, well
meaning nature. lnn Hash she saw that
sho would' hno preferred eeu an Intrigue
with Mrs. I.co tu this.
Ilrent saw, and In that moment of com
pichenslon, although It m.idc his task moro
difficult, ho realized that unknown to Itself
and to him until now, Molly's spirit was,
after all, nkln to his. She. too, could pre
fer personal unhapplness to the loss of mi
Idea.
Molly cried convulsltely. leaning nor
tho arm of tho chair farthest away from
him. IIo could not attempt to comfort
her. Suddenly through the horror In Molly's
mind a sudden IUhIi of Inspiration came.
Why, how silly she had been to Imagine,
that this terrlblo thing Chris said of him
self could bo true. There could be only one
reason for his saying It tho old conven
tional man's icason. He was doing It to
shield a woman, to shield Mrs. l.ce She
whirled round, and catching him by the
shoulders looked Into his eyes.
"Chris, I don't believe a word of it," she
declared. "You tiro not telling mo tho
truth. You're saving this to shield her.
I'm just beginning to understand. How
long have you known Mrs. I.ee?"
At that moment the door opened and Mir
iam came into the room.
Miriam had heard Molly's last words by
the slmplo expedient of listening at the door.
This was one of the disadvantages of her
profession that, instinctively, she now nl
vvays applied her ear to tho crack of a
door beforo putting her lingers to the
handle. She now saw, as sho thought, that
Molly was making a sceno nbout hcr (Mir
iam's) behavior with Ilrent, and, anxious
to help him. IeFt jealousy should set fire
to their mine, sho camo tho rescue.
'Are you talking about me?" sho aked
smile
Molly mado no attempt to tidy the dis
ordered hair she had pushed back from
her forehead or to dry her wet cheeks. She
just sat looking up at tho other woman.
"Yes," she answered; "I was nsklng Mr.
Brent to tell me truthfully exactly how long
ho had known you."
"I can answer that," sho said Bayly.
"Let's see. now," and she began to count on
her fingers. "One, two, three, four, five,
six, cs, twenty-four hours."
"Thai's not true," said Molly.
"O," said Miriam, at a loss, and flashing
an anxious look nt Ilrent. "What Is 117
In anything the matter?"
"A good ileal'M tho matter," replied
Ilrent. "Mr. Sanderson's lost somo valuable
papers and they have been traced to one
of us."
"They were found In your room," Molly
told hcr.
"Yes." countered Ilrcnt quickly, "they
wero thoso 1 (gave you."
Miriam, ns' Chris had done a few minutes
Molly looked straight at hcr.
"Mr. Hrent has just told me," she said,
"that he toqk tho papers and that ho gave
them to you nnd you had no Idea at an
what they were."
"Yes, I'll bet ho has," replied Miriam,
strolling slowly across tho room so that the
gold threads woven In hcr dress caught the
light now here, now there, nnd gave nn Im
pression of undulation which helped hcr cf
feet Immensely and gavo the true snaky
touch.
"Whrtt do jolt mean?" demanded Molly
"Why do you talk of him llko that7 You
speak as though ho belonged to you."
Ilrcnt began to feel supremely ridiculous,
"Chris 1 And you told me that you had
never met Mrs. Lcc before."
"Ho told you that becauso I nsked him
to."
"I was speaking to you, Chris," went on
Molly. "Can't you answer for yourself?
"I shouldn't ndvlso It," suggested Miriam,
"If you want to hear the truth."
"You mean he'd llo to mo7 I don't be
lieve he would not now. Would you stlu
lie.- Chris?"
jj began Ilrcnt. "Of course I
wouldn't."
"Ho's lying now," remarked Miriam, In
an nmused voice. "Your flancs. Miss l'ol-
my. Ksmmwmx:&iKwMm &sr.x??'xm m& u x? fi
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earlier, thought over tho .situation s
ai.d In silence. Hven moro than ne. sue
cued nothing for tho peisonal Issue, since
she had nothing to lo-o In that respect ex
cept n temporal y diminution in the regard
of home peoplo sho hardly knew nnd illd
not care about. Ilrent s was the master
mind In their schemes. It was of vital Im
poitance, ther, to keep him free to continue
them, and she saw hcr way nt tho same
time toward clearing matters for him nnd
Molly She gave a little haul laugh, nnd
so complctclj was her outward semblance
In training and at the command of her
mind. thnt. with that swift decision, she be
came to all appearances n complete ad
venturess. Hrent niarveled as he watched hcr. Hero
was a department In which Miriam was
abend of him; tnero was no tlnw In her
acting.
"I Fee," remarked Miriam, "and you,"
turnlnB to Ilrent. "you dear, chivalrous per
son, you let It bo thought that ou have
stolen them." Her eyes signaled to him
and he saw her game. It was, ho knew,
tho only one to save tho situation, and
though hating himself for tho necessity, he
reluctantly followed her lend. It was not
very difficult, under the circumstances, for
him to look down nnd appear embarrassed.
"How perfectly delicious of you!" con
tinued Miriam, "and how exactly llko jou!
Who says that chivalry Is dead?"
"What do you mean?" demanded Molly. "Why do you talk of him like
that? You speak as though he belonged to you."
hs a man nlwao must when he Is tho object
of contention between two women. Hevcrso
tho situation and tho woman Is an object
of admiration, both to herself and the two
men. Hut for somo strange, far back, bio
logical reason, tho same does not hold
true of the position In which Christopher
Ilrent now found himself. Ho was what
ho looked supremely uncomfortable, and
for the first time his foolish expression
censed to be assumed and becamo the gen
uluo article.
"Molly!" ha protested angrily.
"Please go on," said Miriam to her, taking
no heed of him.
"I am going on," said Molly. "I want to
knqvv what It all means. I want to know
what Chris Is to jou."
"One of my very oldest friends," replied
Miriam calmly.
loci;. Is one of thoso men who would commit
almost any crime sooner than glvo a woman
away. They call that the ono unpardonable
sin Kunny, Isn't It? 'And rather "rare, but
I don't know whore women like mo would
bo without them."
"You've got Chris In your power,'
slstcd Molly, sticking to her phrase.
per-
Mlrlam shrugged her shoulders. "A little,
perhaps; a very little. When you have
grown to know as much of tho world ns I
do. Miss Pollock, you will rcnllze that any
w'oman can get a man Into her power so
long as sho can mako him feel soiry for
her."
"I don't understand," replied Molly
stlftly.
"Very well, then I will try to explain. It
was In South Africa that I first met Mr.
Brent." i
"Ah, so It wasn't only your husband?"
cried Molly. "Chris told me that ho had
met your husband there."
"But not a word nbout me?" nsked
Miriam,
"No."
"You are a brick, Kit." "marked 5,'r'a!"'
flashing a smile nt him. "Wcl . l-a I ol
lock. I was nlarrled to ,""'' "W,
I need not boro you with details. Ho was
ust tho worst kind of brute, that's n ;
nnd ovon to think of my married life makes
mo go cold. Well, Mr. Brent camo along
rTnd was sorry for me. lie gavo mo money
so hat I could run away. Ho got mo work
In Capo Town. That didn't satisfy me. I
wns nmbltlous; ! wanted to bo rich. I
wnntedto vc. really live, after all thoso
wasted years In Ithodcsla. I Idn't want
anything moro to do with men. though, you
needn't think that. I had enough of that
side of life with my husband. But I wanted
excitement, something to fill my life, some
thing that would pay well. This oppor
tunity came. My country was nothing n
particular to me. I took tho job on. Well,
I wanted n dupe, nn unconscious nsslst-
nt " Sho paused a moment. "I hopo
you won't mind what I am going to say,
Kit, but I couldn't help thinking of you.
You looked tho part bo well," and she gavo
a llttlo ripple of laughter which struck
Molly as being peculiarly heartless under
tho circumstances. "I just mado uso of
him," Miriam explained. "It wns so easy.
Ho asked no questions, ho Just believed In
me."
"And If It hadn't been for me," said Molly
slowly, "you would have gono on using
him."
".I supposo so," tho other agVced pleas
antly. Molly's feminine mind had seen n flaw In
tho nrgument nnd she fixed on It.
"But If you nrc all you say, since ho was
ready to take your Built on himself, why
didn't you let him," she demanded, "If there
Is really nothing moto than Just friendship
between you?
"Becauso It wouldn't havo saved me," re
plied Miriam frankly. "Otherwise '' and
sho Bao nn expressive little gesture with
her hands.
"I think you must be tho wickedest
woman In the world," said Molly passion
ately. "No, no. Molly," cried Brent, you don't
understand "
"Chris. ou still defend her after what
she's said?"
"Pleaso don't be cross with him," said
Miriam sweetly. "I think It's really rather
beautiful. Well. Miss Pollock, hadn't you
better tell Mr. Sanderson that you have
found tho spy and that she's qulto willing
to confess to him?"
Molly looked from one to the other of
them In miserable perplexity.
"You come with me, Chris," she sug
gested. "O, no , you mustn't leave the spy alone,'
put In Miriam. "Suppose I were to escape.
What would Mr. Sanderson say then?''
"Shall I go, Chris?" nsked Molly.
Ho had turned away from tho two women
and wns standing with his elbows on the
mantclpleco nnd his head In his hands.
"Yet. go, dear; I suppose you had better,"
ho said In a low voice ; "thero Is nothing
more to bo said."
Molly again glanced from ono to tho
other, then went silently out of tho room,
leaving them together.
As the door closed Brent swung around
and faced Miriam.
"Good Lord, what a horrlblo situation,"
he said violently. "Miriam, what havo you
done?"
"Tho only thing that could bo done. It
they had taken you away what would-have
happened to us all tonight? You see, I re
membered that Pollock's a Magistrate) a
that ho'd havo you nrrested n ..,.?.na
Ho doesn't love you, ns It Is, If you'll ..
cute my mentioning It. Kit. Vm, ,..i ": '
havo been nblo to see tho authorities ai? ti
Bet at nnythlng beforo mornlne. and tb.2 Si
it would havo been too lnte." ;
"It's going to bo damnably unpleasant fo. V'J
you." grumbled Brent. ,or -fl
Miriam camo swiftly toward him, clancln. 'J
at tho door ns sho did so. "I don't think .5 ?1
Kit. Wo Bot nn Idea. Didn't -you tell ': 4
once tnat me German system Is so ar
j-ansed that ono spy may meet another and
have no Idea of It?" na
"Yes, that's true, but what's that rot te.
do with It?" BOt t0.
"It's nil I wanted to know, thanks," BaM
Miriam, laughing. ' ala
"What's your Idea? Tell me, Miriam."
"Never you mind. It's my own little ewe 1
lamb of nn Idea. But tell me. who found I
tho plan In my room?" a Q
"Does that matter now? It's been found
that'H thn chief fl,ln. r,i..i ... T.". ouna
from hcr nnd nlavcd'wlth nn n,..-? $.
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i.iu iiutiiicipiece. r
"I want to know, nlenso int t i i
rlBht to be told." "a0 "
"You certainly have, that's a sure thine" 1
he conceded., "Well, It was Molly." '
Miriam slowly nodded her head, "r
thought so, Kit. I'd sooner bo up agalnt
any antagonist In tho world than a girl In
love. There's nothing sho sticks at."
"What beats me," grumbled Christopher
"Is why you left tho plan about., Whv
didn't you lock It up?" '
"Well, cxperlcnco has taught me that the
best way to hide a thing Is to leave it about
I knew there was n risk of susniclnn tbii
evening, nnd thought It qulto likely that 1
while we wero at dinner they would bo )
Hunting turougn my boxes. It goes with.
out saying that they would havo means of
opening any lock, nnd If tho worst came to
the worst nnd I had been searched and the
thing had been found on me, all would have
been over. But the lining of my handker
chief sachet, right In the heart of the 'cotton-wool
padding, ought to have been the
safest placo In tho world. Would have been,
too, but for tho pure nccldcnt of my door
swinging open and Molly seeing me. It only
shows how ono should always take the ele
ment of chanco Into account."
"What a time that fellow Sanderson ti
coming!" commented Brent nervously.
"Upon my word, Miriam, I don't quite like
our luck deserting us like this."
"Pull yourself tOBether, Kit, there's noth
ing to bo nn'xlous about now. You have
just got to go ahead as though nothing had
happened nnd you don't knbw what a splen
did plan I've Bot." She save a little slee
ful laugh. "Why, I think this whole dis
turbance will turn out to bo ofthe greatest
value to us. You just wait."
"I wonder what Molly's doing," said
Brent linlt to himself, glancing toward the
door. "I can't understand why ho doesn't
come." ,
Miriam burst out laughing. "O, you
goose, I can tell you that," she said. "Hott
silly even tho cleverest men are. Do you
Imagine that, even In the state of mind she
was In, Molly would bo straight Into the
billiard room with her har all over the
place nnd her face stained by crying! She's
gono upstairs to give two dabs with the
brush and ono with the powder pun. But,
talking of a certain gentleman, I think I
hear his hoof." She moved quickly away
from Brent to tho other side of tho room,
and ho stood with his back half turned to
ward hcr, his hands In his pockets, looking"
Into tho srato with a shame-faced expres
sion. The door opened and Charles Sanderson
camo In. He looked straight at Miriam.
(CONTINUED TOMORROW)
NEWS HAPPENINGS OF THE DAY AS RELATED IN INTERESTING FASHION BY PHOTOGRAPHS
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CAMDEN KIDDIES FROLIC AT EIGHTH ANNUAL PLAYGROUND FESTIVAL
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MEMBER OF A FIGHTING FAMILY
Charles H. 'Wood, nephew of General Leonard Wood,
has left the home of l datives in Philadelphia, where
he was confined by a slight attack of typhoid fever,
to undergo training at Fort Oglethorpe, Georgia.
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