( - vi'' tw - ,; "'.'i 12 EVENING PUBLIC 'LEDGER-PHIEABEIiPHIA, SATURDAY, AUGUST 5, 1922 -:e p' OF TOUPAN-By James Branch Cabell VFy ) m K One of the Evening Public Ledger's New Short Stories in the Series of Unpublished Fiction by the Best American Writers of the Day IjlTIRAMON LLUAGOR had very fLJ- wonderfully prospered at magic. JH wa8, as they say, new blessed .With mere than any reasonable per per en would ask for, and the most jtUmant of these superfluities ap itared te him te be his wife. They tell hew Miramon was one of the Leshy, born of a people that was neither human nor Immortal, telling kew his home was builded upon the summit of the mountain called JVraidex. Here In the old days 'dwelt Miramon Lluager, at a dis creet remove from the prudishness of men and the disreputable amours of the High Gods, living retiredly in Wi Doubtful Palace; wherein, as they report also, this wizard de signed the dreams for sleep. His taste was for the richly ro re inantic But his wife Gisele had quite ether notions, a whole set of aotiens, and her philosophy was that of belligerent individualism. And the wizard te keep peace, at least in the intervals between his wife's mere mordantly loquacious mo ments, would design such dreams a3 Gisele preferred. But he knew that these dreams did net express the small thoughts and fancies which harbored in the heart of Miramon Lluager, and which would perish with the falling of his deem unless be wrought these fancies into dream that, being fleshless, might vada carnivorous time. And Mixa- If James Branch Cabell had written nothing else, as the author of "Jurgen" he irenic! have a unique place in Ameri can letters. The book has the distinction of having been sup pressed in this country. There is an Eneliih edition that has reachid these shores. They icere very enthusiastic ever it in England. Hut ilr. Cabell's ether books are an additional reason for Am high place in American literature. Probably no ether writer would have treated the very in tricate fub)crt of mnrriarje in the perfectly delightful fairy tale stile of "The llriijht liees of Teupan." After all should trtists marry? We leave it te you and Mr. Cabell. that live, were spoken te quite can didly, the better it would be for everybody concerned. SITE was Irritated by the mere sight of Flamberge. Se her thinking was net of silk and honey when, after pol ishing the sword as was her usage upon Thursday morning, she came into Miramon's ivory tower te hang the weapon in its right place. With Mira mon Fnt that sleek person whom men called Ninlan. It was net known te alt of Nlnr.lnn'n friends that he wn an evil spirit who had come out of the Bottomless l'lt te work Iniquity, but Miramon Lluager knew this and, there fore, he made arpreprlate use of the demon and, indeed, upon this Tery Rfternoen the two were looking at that which Ninzlan had procured for the wizard nt a price. "Geed-day te you," Sir Nlnzlan," says Madame Gisele, polltely enough. And then she spoke, in a different tone, te Miramon Lluager. "And with what ar you cluttering up the heue new?" "Ah, wife," replies Miramon, "these are the bees of Touran, a treasure be yond word or thinking. They are net as ether bees, for theirs la the appear ance of shining Ice, and they crawl fretfully, as they hare crawled since Teupan's downfall, about this cress of black stone" "That is a Tery likely story for yea te be telling me, who can see that the dl'gunlng creatures have wings te fly away with whenever they want te. And besides, who in the world Is Teupan?" "He is nobody in this world, wife, and it is wiser net te speak of him. Let it suffice that he made all things as they were. Then Keshchei took the power from Teupan and made all things as they are. Yet three of Teupan's servitors endure upon earth, where they who were once lords of the Yendish have new no power remaining save te creep humbly as Insects: the us of their wings Is denied them, the charmed stone holds them Immutably, Ohe, but, ( wife, there Is a cantrap which would free tiem, a cantrap which nobody has as yet discovered, and te their releaser will be granted whatever his will may desire " "This is some mere of your staff and nonsense, out of old fairy tales, where everybody pets three wishes and no geed out of any of them." "Ne, my love, because I shall put them te quite practical uses. Fer you mut knew that when I have found out the mantrap which will release the bees of Teupan " Gisele showed plainly that his fool feol foel l'hno' did twt cencprn her. She sighed nnd hun; the sword Irt its accustomed place. Oh, but I am aweary of this endless wizardry !" "Then, wife," says Miramon, "then why are you perpetually meddling with what vim de net understand?" "I think." said Ninzlan, at once, for this di'i'nin. tee. was married, "I think that I had best he celng." But tSi-e'.e's attention was reserved for her hii-band. "I meddle, as you se very politely call It, becau-e jeu have no sene of what Is rlzlit anu proper, "And with what are you cluttering up the house new?" enjejs a really geed dream mere than I de when I have time for It, with and in. sense of morals, and no sense , the million nnd one things that are men hungered for the lest freedom of his bachelorhood. His wife also was discontent, be eause the ways of the Leshy ap peared te this mortal woman in decorous. The deem that were upon the Leshy seemed net entirely in feed taste te her, who had been born of a rnce about whom. destiny did net bother; in fact, it was a con tinual irritation te her that her little boy Demetries was predestinate te kill his father with the charmed awerd Flamberge. This was a deem which Madame Gisele found net at all the sort of thing you cared te have imminent in your own family; and she felt that the sooner the gray Nerns, who weave the fate of all f cviieihrney, und, in fact, no sense nt all." Miramon said. "New, dearest " Plr Niirtan was hastily picking up his hat. But Gide continued, with that ic-i-uc- unu uc-wimi uiig onuew wj.itu i,nwiM ,M no ,- V,1 n I- pe. iilur te tidal waves nnd the -;'"-"""""-"""'''"'""' - put npen me. But dreams ought te be wholesome ; they ought te point an I utilising moral, and certainly tiicy ought net te be about incempre- tuticue of her who i-peaks for her hub- uati'l s own geed. 'Women everywhere have a hnrd halfway understand. They ought, in a word, te make you feel that the world Is a pretty geed sort of place after time of it. but In particular de I Dltv all the woman that Is married te one of "But, wife, I am net sure that It jeu moon -struck artists. She has net is,'' says Miramon, mildly. half a Im-tand. she has but the tending "Then the mere shame te you! And of a baby with long legs " the very Iciibt .ou can de Is te keep "It ! se much bciter than I thought, such morbid notions te yourself, and that re'i h new " observed Ninzlar., ' net be up-ettiug ether people's repose mi iTi-i tixelv . I with them." " Ami I might have had an earl "I employ my natural gift, I ex- or a well-thought-of baron, who would ' press tuy.-elf and none ether. The hiive had tin: decency te remember rose bush does net put forth wheat, our atitiiMT-nry nnd my birthday, and nor ilax neither," returned the wizard, in nn.v event would never have been In with a tired shrug. "In fine, what tie house twenty-four hours a day. would you have?" Instead, here I am tied te a muddle- ' "Oh, a great deal it means te you '.id who fritters awuv his time con- what I prefer! But If I had mj wish tnving dreams that nobody cares about your silly dream making would be ne w.i.v or the ether, iet U only you would be sensible about your hilly busi nes, I leulil put up with the Incon venience of having you underfoot every ninmenr. I'eenle need dreams te hell) them through the night, and nobody I a thing happened te beheld which would taken away from you se that we might live sensibly." OW as she spoke Gisele slapped cieusly nt the black cress. And m have nstenl'hed the mages nnd the en chanters who had given ever centuries te searching for the cantrap which would release the bees of Teupan. Fer new without any exercise of magic the scouring rag swept from the Mone one of these insects. Keshchei, who made all things as they were, had decreed, they report, that these bright perils could be freed only In the must obvious way, because he knew this would be the lest method uttempted by any learned person. New for an Instant the wnlls of the Ivery tower were aqulver like blown veil. And the bee passed glltterin,'.. te tlie window, and through the eleir glass of the closed window, leaving a unall round IieIp there, as the creature went te join its hcvun fellows in the Pleiades. Teupan, afloat in the void, unclosed his undent unappeasable ecs; and Jack returned te his aforetime estate In the moon, and all plants nnd trees everywhere were withered, and the sea also lest its greenness, and there were no mere emeralds. And the High Gods were appalled te see their deem se near at hand, and thev cried out te Keshchei who devised tlicin. Keshchei answered: "Have pa tience I 'When Teupan is released I fall with you. Meanwhile, I have made nil things as they are." And in that instant Miramon Llua Llua eor, as he steed blinking In his ivory tower, was aware of n touch upon his forehead, as if a damp sponge were passing ever it. and he perceived that he had forgotten the secret of his wiz ardry. Se.mething he could yet recall, they say, of the magic of the I'urin nnd the cast stones, of the Herse and the Bull of the Water, and most of the lore of the Apsarasas and the Enid bin remained te him. He could still make shift, he knew, te control the bitter Ducrgar. te build -the fearful bridge of the White Ladies, or te con trive the dunce of the Kened. He kept his mastery of the Shedecin who dev astate, of the Slichlreem who terrify, and of the Mnzlkeen who destroy. But such accomplishments, us he despair ingly knew, were the stock In trade of my fairly competent sorcerer anywhere, and that supreme secret which Imd made Miiamen Llunger the master of all dreams was gene away from him completely. He was very angry. "Accursed wom an!" he. cried out, "new indeed htw your common sense completed what your nngglng began. This is the deem of all 1 artists that have te ae with well-con' ducted women. Truly has it been said that the ninrriage-bed is the grave of art. Well, I have put up with much from you, but this Eettles it, and I wish jeu were in the middle of next week." WITH thnt he caught the soiled scouring rag from the bund of Gisele, nnd he slapped at one of the remaining bees, and brushed it from the blitck cress. And this bee de parted as the ether had done. Teupan new moved his wings, ex ulting, and by his moving the worlds In that pnrt of the universe were dis lodged and ran melting down the sky : (iiiuracy swept the fragments together and formed a sun Immeasurably grtater than that which he had lest. And the High Gods were frightened new with reason, for In tlu intolerable glare they showed as flimsy and Incredible inventions, "and they knew that If ever the last remaining bee were freed from the cress, the dizain of the Pleiades would be completed, and their day would be ever, and the power would return te Teupan. Yet Keshchei, lifting never a finger, said only. "Eh, sirs, have patience! and I knew new It is my safeguard that I have made them in two ways:" But Miramon, in his ivory tower upon Vraidcx, knew only that his wish had been granted, for Gisele had gene Just as a bubble breaks. And a geed riddance, tee," says Miramon. He turned te Mnzlan, that smiling fiend. "Why, did you ever see the like of such outragceusncssl" "Oh. very often," replied this Nin zlan, who tee was married. Then Nin zlan asked. "But what will you de next?" Says Miramon, "I shall wish te hnve back the secret and the selace of my art." But te Ninzlan this seemed less ob vieus. "Yeu may de that by releasing the third bce. Yes, Miramon, you can get back your art, but you will be left defenseless against the deem which is appointed. Ne, friend, by my ad vice you will employ the cantrap as you at first intended, and will secure for yourself eternal life by wishing that Flamberge may vanish from this world of men." And Ninzlan wared toward the. sword with which the Nerns had foreordained that Miramon Lluager must be killed by his own son. The fallen wizard, answered, "Of what worth is life if It breed no mere dreams?" And Miramon said also, "I wonder, Ninzlan, Just where is the middle of next week?" Sleek Ninzlan spoke, secure In his infernal erudition. "It will fall npen a Wednesday, but nobody knows whence. Olybrlua states that It is new in Aratu, where all that enter are clothed like a bird with wings, and have only dust and clay te eat in the unchanging twi light "She would net like that. Sha bad always a delicate digestion." "Whereas AslnluA Pohie euggeata, net unplausibly, that it waits beyond Slid nnd Gjeld, in the blue house of Nostrand. where Sereda herds the un born Wednesdays, under a reef of nlnitcd sernents "Dear me, new that would never suit a woman who had an almost morbid aversion te reptiles I "But Sesiclcs declares it is in Xibalba. where Zlnacna and Cnbrakan piny nt handball, and the earthquakes are at nurse " "She would be none the happier there. She does net core for babies. she would net for one moment put up with a fractious young earthquake, and would make things most unpleasant for everybody. Ninzlan" nnd Miramon coughed "Ninzlan. I begin te fear I have been n little hasty." "It is the frnilty of all you artists," the fiend replied. "In any event, you have one wish remaining, nnd no mure. Yeu can ut will desire te have back again the control of your lest mnglcs, or you can have back your wlfe te control you." "Yes," saysi Miramon, forlornly. "And, Indeed," the demon went en, with that glib optimism reserved for the dilemmas of one's friends, "indeed. it is in many ways a splendid thing for you te have the choice clear cut. No Ne imdv can succeed alike at being an artist and n husband. I held no brief for cither career, because I think that art is an unreasonable mistress, and I think also that a wife is amenable te the sanie description. But I am cer tain no man can berve both." MIBAMON sighed. "That is true. There is no marriage for the maker of dreams, because he Is perpetually creating liner women than earth pro vides. The touch of flesh cannot con tent him who has arranged the shining hair of angels and modeled the bieasts of the sphinx. The woman that shares his bed Is there, of course, much as the blanket or the pillow Is there, and each is an aid te comfort. But what has the maker of dreams, what has thnt troubled being who lives inside the crea ture which a mirror reveals te him, te de with women? At best, these ani mals afford him models te be idealized beyond the Insignificant truth, some what as I have made a soul-contenting portent with only a lizard te start en. And nt worst, these animals enn live through no half hour without meddling where they de net understand." New Miramon kept silence. He wns fingering the magic colors with which he blazoned the first bketehes of his dreams. Here was his white, which was the foam of ocean made solid, and the black he had wrung from the burned yellow slime of Scyres, and i clnnnbnrls composed of th0 m,J7J bleed of behemoths and drmrn. . . horn tvna flia rtrtlaiM- i.t. ' Putcell. And Miramon, who " " longer n potent wizard, considered tt lnrikltnnna sin I hnprn. t.i.j.i age he had known hew te cvek il these pigments, he who had cvk itj new m Fer 1 made ull things ns they arc, bones of nlne emperors. Here wns the power te lend life te his designs ,!1 kept just skill enough it might b 1 place the stripplngs en n barber'. Ju And Miramon Lluager. snld: "t would be a sad happening if ... never again te ewny the sleeping IJ men, nnd grant them yet mere dftim, of distinction and clarity, of beauty ua urbanity. Fer whether they like It net, I knew that It is geed for tht and It affords te their starved living flu wlilt, 4t,A,a1n1r ..1 ..!.,. . . .... luv, .v. euu uuiiui 10 nave." 'A A Htl.llmAH .nl.1 1 . AUU UUIUUUII DUtu UI80! "Iff U would be another sad happening vim my peer wife permitted eternally t scold the shivering earthquake In tl middle of next week. What dots U matter that I de net especially UW her? There is a great deal about n, self that I de net like, such aj n ww; a UHUU.UCM, nuu luq BuiaU AM which makes ludicrous the face I vim but de I hanker te be transformed ta a sturdy man-at-arms? De I vinr fti snout of an elephant with covetenattj Why, but, Ninzlan, I am astenlshid a your foolish talking I What need dm I of perfection? What would I hm In cemmdn with anybody who wag n, tlent with ma and thought highly aim doings? Ne, Ninzlan, it la In rata mi yen pester me witn your runtlimsj talking, for I am as used te her Asfr comings as I am te my own shorten ing. I regard her tantrums with ts) resignation I extend te lncleBss) weather. It Is unpleasant. All tss pests are unpleasant, Ah, yes, bat life should become an endless dear Kg afternoon we could net endure its ti who have once been lashed by atom would cress land and sea te leek tat snow nnd pelting bail. Just se, te hm Gisele about keeps me perpetually fait. ted, but new that she is gene I an miserable. Ne, Ninzlan, you may ipin your talking, you need eay no inef I simply could net put up with belag left te live In comfort." Sir Ninzlan had heard him threnri with that patience which is requisite te menus. And rvlnzlnn. shrugging, ull "Then de you cheese, Mlrnmen, fef your wife nnd no mere dreams, or for your art and loneliness?" "Such wishing would be evcr-waitt- ful," Miramon replied, us he diiitd away the third bee. "Since I can kit te give up neither my wife nor my art, no matter hew destreyingly they jtetk against each ether, I wish for ever thing te be put back just where it wu uu hour age." rpiIE last bee flew in a wlde circlt, - and returned te the cress. Lift rcawoke in all which had perished U that hour, and Gnurney's baleful sua was gene, nnd the dislodged worlds ail satellites were revolving trimly In their former places. And the High Geuire. jelced, for there were only seven Plel- tides, and Teupnn. afloat In the veli again bcemed harmless enough, beenim the eyes were closed wherein is tirelts and unappeasnble malignity and a fore knowledge which is perturbing te tit gods, Keshchei said enly: "What nnl was there te worry? Did I net null my creatures male nnd female? And did I net make the tie which is betnta them that cord which I wove equally of leve nnd of disliking? Kb, sirs, bit that is a strong cord, and though ill things that are depend upon it, cj weaving holds. But Miramon. in his ivory tewtt knew nothing of hew he had played havoc with the universe; he only knew that upon the b'nek stone cress tlrtJ bees were crawling fretfully, and tint his wife, Gisele, had come back te Ml enrnged. "A pretty trick thnt was te playe me!" she says. "Oh, but I P'ty wemnn thnt is mnrrieil tn nn artist!" "But why de you perpetually medfll without understanding?" he replied, H fretful nH the nccursed bees, as angryU the Intolerable woman And they went en very much asw" fore. 'cpurtght, lest, &y United Peatwr BvMi ah rieuj rcscruea. ueproaueuim renw JACH w &j UBGrMENT An Unusual Story of a Blackmailing Gang and a Mysterious Avenger, by the Auther of "Green Rust," "The Daffodil Murder," "Clue of the Twisted Candle" By Edgar Wall sice TIIK steky n rn ' 0OZ.0XEI. l.V WOIVIMI.V, e fat. ' ecarse-aralncd but uwinnt'i cimt tadrr f e 'jnna of preiA hm b""fni elarmciJ (it fc. nit e 0 Icnar et - nbi. tianrd '. ' ) Jmlam'nt " alt'r Ot lis lip.'iltl Oil ul i "ii'h "re iubt y dft't'fil tu rnrii h him vitheut rtikine thi law's pmelll'J. ' tries te duann us us ptcteiu (nfliciiiK around him lu com cem com plelnlno tu BTAFFOIH) IS IX tl. of the Londen Crim inal ntcltiecnct Force. PINTO Sll.VA, a iU'tk man about town, forces M altmtieni cm an acfrj, uuj rebuffs Mm .sh is VAIBIE WTJ. dntiffhtrr et Sellu Whl, " one et the Bang who wl'hrt te retire, Bh ts interested in Stafferd. IOLL1V M WSIl, a dell-faced but e!evr girl, who acts as "vamp" of the btacfc mailing aang. . CROOK CUEWB, one a eentleman, new a thief. CHAPTER X The Grerlt TnE upbuilding of the Boundary gang had neither been nn accident, nor was it exactly designed en the lines which it ultimately followed. The main structure was Boundary himself, with his extraordinary fmnnclnl enius, bis plausibility, hU lightning exploitation of every ndvnntage which Offered. Outwardly he was the head Of three trading corporations which tjbmplled with the laws, paid small but fespectable dividends, aud cloaked ether iterations which never appeared in the IBBclal records of the companies. The slde lines of the guns came (Jirpugh force of circumstances. Men, feed, bad, and indifferent, weie drawn lte the orbit of its (tctlvltles, us extra ordinary clicuinstauces arose or dire necessities dictated. Throughout the i .1. .,.! I.f.mltli nf Itrltnin tlimliizli Prance, Italy, and, in the days before the war. m iicrimiiiy, in mi siu, nun the Unlteu Mines, wcv men, who, they could net be described uu ugents, ut lvnut ready tools. ,tBrr1 finger in every unsavory p-?!. " " "" n i .r.3 jail did net ask Colonel Boundary te ' realization of these wonderful visions finance him In the purchase of a new ' which the Greek agent had se care kit of tools an tip-te-dato burglar's fully sketched. kit ce-ts a considerable amount but j In hnlf a dozen Reuth American there were people who would lend the towns the proprietors of as many dance money, which eventually came out of halls would loekCnver the new Importn Impertn the colenel'd pocket. tlens approvingly and remit their bank Heme of the businesses he financed ' drafts te the merchant of Mincing were ou the border line of respectability. ( Court. Seme Inte which his money was snnk I The colonel dpparted from his usual were frankly Infamous. But it was practice and met the Orcck himself, a popular fiction that he knew nothing the place of meeting being a small of these, or, if be did knew that he i hotel In Aldgate. Whatever ether pro pre was financing a scoundrel, It was In-1 tenses the colonel made, he did net hinted that that scoundrel was engaged ; uttempt te continue the fiction that he In se far as the colonel knew legiti- ! was ignorant of the Greek's trade, mate enterprise. "Paul," he raid, after the first greet- Paul Phillopelts was a small Greek Ings were ever, "I've been a geed friend merchant, who nail an emce in .iiinciug w "u Court a tiny room at the top of four flights of stnirs. On the glns panel of its deer was the anneuncement: "Gencrnl Exporter." Mr. Phlllopells spent three or four hours t his etiice daily, and for the rest of tlie time, particularly toward the evening, was te be found 1 cafe in Soho. He wns a dark little man, with fierce mustache nnd a set of perfect white teeth which he dis plaved readily, for lie was easily amused. His most Intimate anuuint iiiuei knew him te be an exporter of Greek pieducts te Seuth Amei-'ii, and he was, in the large bense of the word, Linineniiy respeciuuie. Yeu have indeed, colonel," said the man gratefully. He spoke English with a very slight accent, for he had bet-n born and educated In Londen. "If ever I can render you a service "Yeu can," Bald the colonel, "but rani it H net going te be easy," n a i The Gieek cjed him curiously. "Easy or hard," he said, "I'll go through with It." The foletiel nodded. "Hew Is the business in Seuth America?" he asked suddenly. The Greek spread out his hands in deprecation. "Very peer," he said tragically. "All these beautiful girls waiting for music-hall engagements and impossible rwnKinnnllv he would be seen away ' te send thorn becnuse of the unsettled from his customary haunt, discussing conditions of their countries. I mubt with a compatriot some very urgent have lest thousands of pounds," i,m incss. which few knew nbeut. Ter "The demand hasn't slnckened off, I there were ships which cleared from eh''" asked the colonel, and the Greek the Greek ports, carrying cargoes te binllcd, !.. nnW of Mr. Phillonells which did "Seuth America Is full of money. net appear In any bill of lading. They have millions billions. Almest Armenian girls, girls from Seuth Bussla, I every ether mun Is a millionaire. The from Greece, from Smyrna, en route te I music halls have patrons but no a premised land, looked rerwara te ue talent." "She doesn't want te go and she doesn't knew she's going, but I want her out of the way" The colonel smiled grimly. "Put flint tii(V i. lit Piillt " he K.ll(! brutally, "and let us get down te facts. There's a gin in l.oiiuen et e.ccp e.ccp tienal ability. She hm annenred in n music hull here, and she's us beauti ful tin n dream. "English?" asked the Greek. "Irish," said the ether. "As pretty as a picture, 1 tell jeu. She will make a great hit." The Greek looked puzzled, 'Hees nhe wnnt te go?" he asked, und the colonel snarled round tit him. "De you think I should come and nsk you te book her pnssngn if she wanted te go?" he demanded. "Of course she doesn't want te go, and she doesn't knew she's going. But I want her out of the way. Yeu understand?" Mr. Phlllopells pulled a long face. "Te take her from England!" "Frem Londen," said the colonel. The Greek shook his head. It Is Impossible," he said. "Pass ports arc required, and unless she was willing te go It would be impossible te take her. Yeu can't kidnap n girl and rush her out of the country, colonel." Boundary interrupted him impatient ly. 'Don't you think I knew thnt?" he asked. "Your job Is, when she's in a fit state of mind, te take her aeiess and put her bomewhere where she's net coming back for,,a long lime, and net caring much whether she ever comes back. De you understand?" "I understand thnt part of it very well," said the Greek, "Yeu get her te Kleand I'll de the rest." "You'll get her te UIe," said Bound ary. "I'm net te be mixed up in It. The only thing I can premise you is that she'll go quietly. I'll have her pass ports fixed. She'll be traveling for her health you understanU7 And I pro pre mise you that her health will be se bad Lthat she'll give you no trouble. When you ft te lewth AaHitw X want je ..'!. I ' te tnlte her into the interior of tlie country. You're net te leave her in one of these const towns where English nnd American tourists are likely te meet her." "What de I get out of it?" asked the Greek frankly, "You'll get out it what she's worth te the music halls," said the colonel shortly; "you knew your own beastly business better thnn I de. I tell you blie's worth a geld mine," "But hew are jeu going te " "That's my business," said the colonel. "Yeu understand what j'eu have te de. Ill send you the date you leave, nnd I'll pay her passage and yours. Eur any extra expenses you can send the bill te me; you understand?" Obviously It was net u job te the Ilk. lug of Phlllopells, but he had geed iciiMjii iu i ni r me coienci ami ac quiesced with a nod. Boundary went back te where lie had left Pinte and found the Portuguese biting his finger nails a favorite spare time occupation of his. "Did you fix it?" he asked in u low voice. "Of course I fixed it." said th.. colonel s'liuiplj. "I'm net going te have anything te de with It, said the ether, und tlie colonel smiled. "Mnybe jeu'll change your mind," he said significantly. There was a knock at the deer and the colonel himself nuswered it. He took the card from the servant's hand and read: "Mr. Stafferd King, Crim inal uiieiiigeuce iiepartment." He looked from the card te Plute, then said: "Shew him in." Tlie Colonel at Scotland Yard 03i two. mea, had net met alnce they had parted at the deer of the North i.nmDetli reiice Court, nnd there wns in Colonel Heundary's smile bemethlnz of forgiveness nnd gentle reproach. 'Well, Mr. King," he said, "come In, come In, won't you?" He offered his hand te the ether, but Stafferd apparently did net sec It. "Jse mnlice, I trust, Mr. King?" said the coienci genially. "Yeu knew my friend, Mr. Sllvn? A business as sociate of mine, a director of several of my companies," "I knew him all right," said Staf Staf eord, and added, "I hope te knew him better." Pinte recognized the underlying sense of the words, but net a muscle of his face moved. Fer Stafferd King the hatred with which he regarded the law took en a personal character. This man was something mere than a thief taker and u tracker of criminals. Pinte chose te regard him as the close friend of Malsie White, and, as such, his rival, .i i"A'V1. . wlmt "re wt indebted for this visit " asked the bland colonel. 1 he chief wants te see you." "The chief?" hir htunlpy Relcem. Being the chief of our department, I should huve thought you hud heard of him." .i lr .'Im1-'' Ill,l." repented the ether. Why, of course, I knew Kir Stanley by repu.e. May 1 ask what he wants te er me about? And hew ''J' J"ung fr'einl ei MI-s White?" c. -U,,cn.'1 Km l,er '"St," replied Stafferd steadily, "she wH loel ng pre y wel be far as I could tell." Indeed!" said the colonel politely. I have a considerable interest in thu welfare of MJlH White. May I a"k when you last saw her?" "Lest night," replied Stafferd. "She was ataml nv at th. .1. i.. .. a " menUtalDeuihtV "&"; little talk with your friend" he nedfcl te I'inte nnd Pinte started. "Alie,1 added the cheerful Stafferd. "aneti mutual friend of ours, .Mr. Crewe, wil within balling distance, unless I W greatly mistaken." "Se you were watching, eh?" bunt out Pinte. "I thought after the leaei J'OU hud a C0I1 Die of weeks ni-e TOll'll have " Let me carry en this convent' tlOIl if Teil don't mln.l " tntH til .colonel, nnd the fury in his eyes silenced me I'ertUBUcc. "We have agreed te let bveenet bygones, Mr. Kinir. ,m.l r nm sure U is only his excessive zeal en my bebill tJint induced our friend te be B' discreet its te refer te the unplcasttt huppeuingH which we will alie Pass fl'OIll nep mmunxlnu Se the girl was being watched. T made things rather mere difficult thu he had imagined. Nevertheless anticipated no supreme ebsta.de te actual abduction. His plans had been made that me llllt. W'hell tin Lliiu ! l.n milinntia of dally newspaper a feur-line adieru "-in which, te a large extent. "; cleared away the greatest of hU "" "And if Mr. King Is looking aW Hilt. win. ii r..l l M.I.I. ItH.lta Ul -. ,uub inraii, .luusie i mivi -. daughter of one of our dearest buslne UNSIlclnlni ml,., T I... I Im 'W :"" "j a in burnt "v i. en heartily. "Londen, Mr. Kln- ,7 a pluce full of danger for veuB K1 tinrthiiiliirli l.ncw. ...i. ...... .L.tirlped 01 II IIIWOU 1,1111 llll' llll'l"- uiu loving euro of a parent, unu ..F ,1... .1.I..I ... .. . w .. " uiu i-iuci iiiiracnniifc, it i " allowed te say se, which the police "" me, is tee Knowledge thai iuw the protectors of the unprotected, Kuaruians oz tne unguarded. bi! titl tii bill OBI It" I tfl IPA llA 4ll....ul Hf.M.,lr "j " uiue ""i wwnrn, mevturt) nnonfestr m tvJWl
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