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The Broken Coin

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TENTH INSTALLMENT

CHAPTER XXXVII.

The Mlealng Victim. "What’* all thlaT“ repeated the prefect hotly, lookln* from one to the other of the *roup abcat him. “Would any of yon make a mockery of the

In turn the membcn of the un-

’Bot. moialeur. that picture—"

Count Fred)erlck now fluahed and

frowned In euSdec anger.

“True, the picture. I admit that I hare It. I adult freely that I came to thla room and took that picture without proceaa of law—I make no dental of that In the presence of IU late owner. It Interested me—1 took It—I will make such reparation as need be for that. But that has nothin* to do with the crime of murder. Ton hare not connected my name or hers with that. You shall not detain us under any trumped up. Imaginary cause which may please you, eager to find

some rlctlm of the law.”

Glancing from one to the other dubl-

willln* and Ill-assorted party gaied at | ousty. the prefect at length turned him and at one another the door, making a sign to his sub-

Kitty Gray alone seemed to bring ordinates.

to the situation a different point of view For Juat on« Instant she was of the belief that some hoax Indeed been committed here by her servant, perhaps In the Interest of herBut the heavy frown of the officer fixed upon her face sobered her

quickly enough.

In turn she cast a glance upon Roleau and raised her brows In query, but that faithful soul only shook hls head to signify hls own Ignorance of the nstnra of this new mystery. Whicn of you baa undertaken this sorry Jest 7“ demanded the prefect “Come. now. there was murder hero. The town It afoot over It. now wa come here and are told ihare la no murder, or at ’east no victim of one! Where 1s the body? You Ud you saw tha man lying hers." He spoke to Rolesu ‘ Your excellency, sc be was/' reled the latter. “Ha Uy here on the

Boor—directly whi

‘Hold these prisoners here “ said he. “until I return. I will make such haste as I can—there shall a messenger go to the royal palace, and meantime 1 will see If11 can save any more time by flndlng the king's servants by use of the telephone from toe hotel rooms below.” Left presently alone, for a time the uncongenial party sat or stood about as best they might moodily awaiting the iasue of the chiefs errand. Kitty felt her eyes turning again and again to lb? grave face of Count Frederick himself/whose own glances were averted from her. How calm he seemed, how strong, how resourceful —these thoughts tame to her mind. Without him now In this last desperate coll of circumstances regarding the Gretxhoffen coin, where would she be? What hope would she dare en-

tertain?

Count Bachlo paced about or sat head in hand, brooding over the dell-

stain. This man here was bending cate nature of hls own situation, over him vbss I caught him. He was Of all those thus strangely gathered searching for something on the body, here only one seemed to feel anything It lay directly here when I left this but suspicion or despair!—the apache room, Koualeur le Prefect. That la leader, who remained under guard In all I can say." the hall, somewhat opart from tha Tha prefect In anger turned to others. BlaLa, ths apache leader. "What do a considerable time had elapsed, you say?" he demanded hoir long none of these might have "That I should he set free!" smiled , M |,j. *hen the air was split by a endtha latter, showing hls ragged teeth. ,j, a .brill whistle which came from “You. woman—“ the chief turned ib e hsll beyond the door, once more to the Incoherent maid who Blake, biding hls time, appraising stood wringing her hands—“wbst do t b e proper Instant, bad glvan the algyou mean by coming with such an Q .] 0 f hls tribe. alarm, when there Is no proof of The result was confusion to all but need?" him. It was as though the call of “But I saw him lying there on the Rtoderick Dhu had been repeated, floor—there was blood—" summoning armed men from every “But blood alone does not make a rock bush about For now. Incrime. There must be also the body iUn Uy. swiftly. It seemed as though of the crime Itself. We must make further search. You will all remain la custody until we have looked further. You will all go with us to the Hotel d# Villa for tne further examination. We must find what bottom there

la to all thla."

“1 beg yuur pardon. Monsieur 1c Prefect.’ here Interrupted the deep voice of the Count Frederick. “You will do nothing of the kind so far as I am concerned, and so tar aa this young woman here Is concerned. The face of the prelect flushed In surprise. "How now. Monsieur le Comte? You speak somewhat bold!).

It aeems to me.'

“There Is no need for argument over 11.” resumed Count Frederick. 1 was not here, as you well know, when this crime eas alleged to U- committed—your men found me elsewhere almost at the moment of the crime Itself. My own people can tell you I where 1 was all the day before that moment. Moreover, this young woman was not here, as 1 can testify she kas at my bouse. A* to this man. whose name la Roleau. he was s serv-

ant at on# time. 1 cannot

be has been all the morning, but he wa, in my hour#, and apparently had been for some time when your men arrested us there-thls young woman.

myself and him." _ True, true.” rejoined th * , e hldlnt plkC e m these small but all these things may com ^.^menu produced an armeu manat the •xamtaallon Without doubt the apache band had ' We are not J" ** laid siege to Kitty Gray'. sparlmenU. this examination. this no- i and with no Intent of failure. Frederick coldly. &< \ U " t, coo 1 The high voice of one of the apaches human of our •*£*»**•"‘‘X ' flrsh "You. all of you. quick-} cemed It u somethin* ot «^ tlme W uh you I Uty to hold him on any charg coin - which of you has It?” pvrtiape may not be made *0^1 ''ouw wmwj sal , turned from >ou think It we’l ,or "“ r S “ 0 tb,i of ! fount Sactalo's face to thsl of Count to be obliged to apclogU [ Frederick and then again from Kitty Graboff.® at this time t n , un t. ! to Roleau But nono of these made The prefect hesiuteo to^ ^ , |M< . AU(aer Sot one made him sure u to

"Search them all. m«." earns the quick order of the rai-faced apache, who was now In charge of this situsUor “We must hurry. Be careful now." . The men who had covered the prisoners with their weapons now sent forward some of their number to carry out these orders. As they advanced Roleau sprang toward them, but was held back by tha hand of the captain or gendarmes. “Quiet!" said the latter. “Would you have some of us kl.'.ed ? This man wants only a bit of coin. In the name of beaten, to give that Is cheaper than to get killed!" Roleau fell back, and the work of the searchers went on. But It was not money that the apaches sought They took little count of the contents of the pockets wnlch they ransacked. They turned at last to Kitty, and the swift flush on her face kindled their eyes with a suspicion of some guilty knowledge on her part. She had not had time since palming the piece of coin at the time of the original search to con real It elsewhere than In her handbag. It was a foregone conclusion that It would be found there. The thieves gave exultant excUmatlons when at length they saw the fruit of their efforts—tho piece of broken coin. The man who searched Kitty's bag held It up. grinning. Before any had time to form n plan there came a sudden cry from one or more of the apaches. An instant Inter and all of them were gone—passing out the open window to the fire escape which led to the street below. “By the Lord!" exclaimed Bachlo. the first to speak. "That was sudden work.” He turned to Count Frederick. a certain anxiety in hls own gate, for he might well fancy that the kaiter held him In no too safe a position of friendship, since hls own late ransacking of the counts palace here In Greuhoffen town. “Who were they, think you?" Inquired Bachlo. “Who?" replied Count Frederick. They are thieves of our beloved city of Gretxhoffen—a part of organized society aa It exists here, my frieno. and well organised, as la easy to be seen. Blake, yonder ts their leader. HU e U In the edge of this city, and hls hand U ready enough, me thinks, for any crime. Fifty, a hundred men ■ore are under hls orders. Apparently ha has laid hU plana wall. I thought aa much whan 1 last saw him and hls rata." “And when was that. Monsieur I?

Comte?"

X no long time ago I paid b'.m a visit.” said Count Frederick, ahntgglng. “1 learned enough to be ready to suspect that man yonder or any of hU tribe. They have broken and tered these apartmenU. Within our view they have committed robbery ?rom the Demon of this young woman here. They have obviously taken what they sought—whatever that may be. I trust It was of no consequence, demoiselle?'' Kitty took her cue from the calm speech of the count, her late rival, but now rather her friend than thU other nobleman of Grahoffen. She only In turn shrugged her own shoulders and turned a somewhat reproachful gaze spot, the officers ol the Uw. who stood about, helpless ant

chagrined.

Count Frederick smiled. "Thla* said ha “I* somewhat ot a Jest It seems to me that our friends the gendarmes submitted somewhat Uy. At least they have gone—they hare taken whal ’bey liked, and they have carriedj'^1 heir dead from the

Held—If thel Hare you an dear Bachlo

But Count Sa^Bs. thus smilingly adjured. could add nothing to the fund of information. He himself was left alone. If hls own man had been the victim, so much the wore# for the man himself. But these reflections caused him no satisfaction. 'We must be out of this now." be exclaimed angrily, and strooe toward the door. He flung It open, almost In the face of the prefect, who was berrying back to hls demoralised asso--iates In the administration of the

But Roleau Shook Hls Head.

They Tee Were on the Train.

that Is true. There was a victim J atm possible

her#—and yonde: lies proof enough of that Someone must have killed him. Someone must know about that Detail two men." Ho motioned to Roleau and the renegade, who still bad been retained in custody In the hall, by guards who had not dared to enter

Certainly hls mistreat

Now for the first time Kitty Gray rose above her fears, excited at this sudden danger to her faithful serv-

"Whti do you mean f demanded she of the prefect. "ThU U my servant Roleau. He Is Innocent as a babe. ‘He has been with me all the day. every moment of the day since I left my room. We were together when we ware taken In charge. He even brought to you the man who was In this room. Why do you accuse him?" “Eno igh." slid the prefect at length, and signed to hls men. 'The man Roleau and ihU other with him wilt remain In chair* You others may go free. Messieurs, mademoiselle, shall 1 say adieu or au revolt?"

CHAPTER XXXVIIL

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law.

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dilemma would b« safest for ^ j _ vhat< you refuse—you do not bai l«a« 1 may call upoi: h ‘* " uu ^ h ^ ,.*01 0 f >ou? 1 know as 1 stand bei »-lt to declare bla » 111 - ** | ^ ^ (bls ruum *t this m length. . ( . tKJlsl meat—some uni' of you has It—It Then lose so tlm* “ . t bl , I ,„,.b your life not to osu up i

Frederick sternly ”1 *1111 that.”

> hamberlalns. tf you Kitty's eyes despairingly sougl carry any mse*a«« *° D ‘' brrw of Uoleas. but the fighting f»'

t Fred*!

T!*o face of the prefect himself was red with chagrin as he now strode In at the open door. "Gentlemen.'' said he. facing Count Frederick. “1 have indeed received a message from the king. It U entirely tn your favor." “HU majesty says, of course— - began Count Bachlo. Tho prefect frowned, and turned again to Count Frederick. “HU majesty says Count Frederick and the young woman are to be set free at once. They are to go where they like. In full possession of their liberty. “As lor tbU nobleman”—and he turned to Count Bachlo at last. “1 am Instructed to set him free also, and to ask him not to add further complicating circumstances by loo long a tarrying on this scene * “But tell me—• fly do you eland here gating thus'” he demanded i' ; hls men So then they were obliged \ to tell him ot »h-.t bad transpired j during hls brief absents "Escaped yua allowed them to [ come here and rob you In broad day 1 light—to add yet another crime to ( thsl which has been committed here 1 —and then you my men. allow them to escape e'en ft cm that, and without j pursuit’ Surely thla day the lae U humbled and abased in our sight. ! Monsieur le Comte, yon will pardon me ir I say that I had rather return to my

linger here

The Hidden Thlsf. Aa bs turned from the room where these late exciting scenes had occurred. there was one—Count Frederick—who gated back with a look of Inquiry to the solitary occupant who tarried there. Kitty Gray, wrapped In her own anxieties, did not catch this look of solitude, hut as they all passed ont and left her to her own da vices, robbed now even Of the aid of her faithful aerrant. she cast bereelf upon a couch In sudden access ot ap-

prehension.

Then she paused, her breath held, her herrt stifling her lungs for Just an Instant. It seemed to her thet the felt fn the couch beneath her tome cusp!clous movement—yes. It must be so! She sprang acroas the room to the door, her first instinct that of flight, but halted and found concealmen: beyond the first curtain of ths alcove. Her eyes were fastened on the cover of the couch which but now she hsd occupied. Yee. she ssw the Ud move, saw a hand appear beneath 1U edge—saw alowly crowd himself out from thla biding place within the body ot the couch! It was the face of one ot the apache band—a face that she saw turned questioning!) Into the room, which evidently he thought now vacant. Surely Blake had abundant retalnly he himself did not tarry. A moment, and he was out of the window and passed from tight as

hls fellows

There waa no itme for Kitty to for aid. even bad there been aid which she could have summoned, wasted no time In futUlttes. but ber own fashion of self-help, resolved to lose no opportunity to end certain of these complexities. Without time for thought she sprang after the man. no definite plan In ber mind, so. she called out once more, almost by Instinct, upon the one friend who thus far had not failed her. "Roleau!" the cried.—“Roleau!" But the faithful Roleau did

schedule time. Ah well, what not one do for these of the nobility! The motor which bore Kitty anf Roleau whirled into the station an In slant too late, or so it seemed. The race seemed lost, and recovery of II beyond hope. “Quick. Roleau. close to the tracks!" commanded Kitty Gray. “Drive, drive—they are not out of the switch yards yet.” With Roleaus revolver muzzle at hls hack, the driver obeyed hls orders Neck and neck he raced the passing train, drew alongside Just close enough for one desperate leap. Hls passengers took It. An Instant later he was alone. They two were on the train! Aa for Count Frederick, he pounded along hopelessly distanced In this race. He saw what had occurred, but could do no more than accept the facts as they were. But Count Frederick himself was no irresolute soul, and moreover be knew hls country well enough. He did not pull up now. but rode off through the town, across the country, taking the arc of the greet semicircle which he knew the train must make where the line curved around the northern extremity of the uncultivat-

ed plains.

On the train Bartel the king's coin In hls own possession, sat well enough content with the turn of hls fortunes. He knew that a few hours now would place him In safety—and

I RED CROSS AND KHAKI |

N

By DOROTHY DOUGLAS.

had not come out by the front ball, therefore she must have passed out

by yonder window, which had offered 1 knew that more than safety would exit to the in'rudera. The next mo-1 await hls arrival in Grahoffen wlih ment Roleau himself was through the | ‘he coin. Perhaps CortUlaw would same window and hurrying down the; reward him In measure even beyond

fire escape which he saw now gave to the street By the time the captain of the guard and hls hurrying men were doe* on hit track at the hotel desk. Roleau once more was

free.

The scene of action of all this was now but transferred gfrom the rear to the front of the hllel where, not apprehending the pretence of others, the parties ot this drama met without plan. Count Frederick had halted, reluctant to leave the young girl In such a time of distress. Count Bachlo, looking about him tor some sign of the man who he knew had the coin he coveted, also sLx»d Irresolute at the curb. Kitty, pursuing the flying thief—and after her now Roleau—paused as they saw others ahead. It seemed to Roleau when he first caught alght of the excellency whom he nerved that she was waiting tor someone, holding back for some purpoee of ber own. The Dying apache passed close to Count Bachlo. He halted at some quick word, some sudden sign which the nobleman gave to him. Roleau saw them converse for Just a moment —saw Bachlo pass money to the flying thief, and then motion him to speed on hls way. Roleau aaw Bachlo look at hls baud, hurriedly clasp It abut, and thrust It Into bls*pocket saw him In turn beckon to hls on man. Bartel, hls laU agent In certain of these affairs. Tblr could Indicate but one thing. Bachlo had obtained posmsion of the coin, had transferred It to hls messenger! And now they saw that messenger hasten to the nearest motor' car standing at the curb. Another car stood, as yet unoccupied. and toward this now started three persons—Count Frederick. Kitty Gray, and Roleau. the Idea of pursuit t ving forumost In the mind of each of these three. But Kitty Gray, rejoiced at finding ber servant once more at her side—for now Ruleau bad hastened forward—waa of no mind to take any other ally Into ber own plant. Even as the agent of Count Bachlo sprang Into the car. they rushed swiftly to that spproacbed by Count Frederick, and with more force than poltteneas pushed that gentleman aside, sprang In. and mtde such argument to the driver of the cat- that be was off at speed within the next

that awarded to hls superior. Count Bachlo Purely there would be promotion for him, pay of material sort. He had not seen the desperate means employed by Kitty and Roleau to hoard the same train—did not know that even aa he sat comfortably snfoklng and complacently looking forward to the fntnre. these two pur suerr were but a coach or ao lu the rear, making plans of their own. "Remain, excellency." aald Roleau at length. “Let me go forward alone —he may be hard to handle, for surely he will not five up what he has except with stiff resistance." "I shall go also.” aald Kitty stoutly. "I must see how It goee on—no one can tell what next may happen to the coin—I must be there to see It all. Nevertheless. I thank you for your chivalry. Roleau—you bring to mind the men of my own country." A flush of pleasure cams to the face of the honest fellow at words of praise whose like he had never heard in all his Ufc“Come. then." aald he. "at least there is no chance for him to escape

from us.”

“But, excellency." he added as they passed the window In the next car forward, “look! What la that?” She followed hls gesture, and looked out across the rugged landscape In which they now found themselves. Ahead, coming at reckless

“Quick. Roleau!" called Kitty Gray. “Make him drive—that mar. Is Bartel, the partner of Count Bachlo. He is bound for the train—be baa the coin. 1 am sure, and be means to take It to the kingdom ot Grahoffen. Once there, it 1* lost to us. Quick, he must not beat us to the train!" Bo rapidly bad these event* occurred that she scarcely had time foi

thought.

"In two hours, or three el most—

If that man catches the traln-th* * nd ,urlo u» He rod* a horse coin wUi be In CortUlaw'. hands, and ,, P« nt 10 h, » " mlt - bu, rode •«

hls mUtreaa summon Jilm. By thU out of our roach forever. Drive. Ro recklessly as showed disregard of hU

own Ufe and that of hls mount as

well.

"He U going to be killed!" rrted Kitty. “Look. U U the Count Fred crick—bow has he come here?" Roleau suppressed an exclamation. “By the short road across the bendbow did he happen to think of It' But he U helpless!" And so It seemed—the rider, who did not draw rein, but spurred furiously on down the slope—seemed rid-

ing to hU death.

But once more courage proved Us own best defense. The rider cami head on toward the train, paused on the cut Just abo*e It—spurred for ward recklessly, and pulling hU goring burse together leaped boldly out aud forward—those who looked through the window could not tell

with what result.

nature of that In-1 lac bed to the fuming engine a mixed | “Now" said Roleau. “we have a

qulry He sprang to the stair, un J train, pertly mode of eoecbq*. pertly dead man for aure. Dead or alive deterred, ran down the hall, and once of fists, apparently ready to depart 1 there are two men on the train with more found open the door of the room Bartel approached the guard rapidly »hom must account There will which but now he bad left. What he sa.d no one beard, but an be work for us. excellency, that ts

He entered eagerly, gazed about Instant later the guard bad received sure"

him-and stood dumfounded for a I from Bartel a telegram, bad irana Kitty Grey turned a pale face

time he was In the front pan ot the ho'el. himself In chsrge of the officers

of the Uw.

On hls way to the sUtlon house In charge of the gendarmes he weighed deliberately the chances of success one bold man might !>»*» against Iheet. other# now torn by Indecision: for certainly the gendarme* themselves had com* out of this with nono too much glory, aud ear* In no too good conceit of themselves Tb?y walked loosely beads down, dreading what Uy ahead. It was no great f-

leau—make him drive!

Therefore, whet Count Frederick, left alone In the street, was forced to see was the spectacle of ihose two hurrying vehicles leaf lag him to hls own devices. He looked about him hurriedly for some means of locomo•lon of hls own. and hls gaze fell upon a horse standing at the curb In default o( better means, be sprang to the saddle, and himself wax off lu such pursuit as he could compass. Bartel, the Greuhoffen agenl. was In no mood to deUy. He urged hls

for Roleau. half guarded, to spring own car bard, and hastened toward away from them at »i>*ed. and .*uce the station of the little railway which, more to gala the fiont of the hotel ! as Kitty and Roleau both knew, led He passed vapidly to the desk | to Orahoff.-n around tho northern ex- ' Padivn." he sai l to the clerk who J tremit)' of the neutral strip, close in stood there, ntmrrlf Irresolute, "the under the shoulders of the little

captain has asked me to Inquire of ber 1 mountains

exc< lleuc)—" and he did not step to There stotv! in the station now. at specify as to the £stura of that in- j tached to the fuming engine, a mixed

Marna Wilson was gUd to see old London after her sU weeks among the wounded In Belgium. Lieut. Cyril Blaker. too. was glad London afte.- being in the thick of the fighting for two long mouths. Neither Marna Wilson nor UeuL Blaker knew that the other existed an amusing surprise then tor the young officer to see hls own and Miss Wilson's pictures boldly printed In the middle section of the Mirror The heading connecting the two pho tograph was "Military Wedding.* Blaker was half annoyed and halt the mistake made tn the newspaper office. In the same page there appeared the photograph of Lieutenant Cameron, at home In Kent recovering from wounds There was a photograph also of Mias Jane Cartright. Red Crosi nurse. Blaker aaw Immediately thsl the lour pictures had been contused "Nice face—Miss Wilson's." was ths officer's decision after long contempts tlon ot the face beside hls own in the “I fancy she won't mind the any more than I do." When congratulations began to pour i on him by letter and telegraph, to gether with much good-natured chaff, hls anger decreased while hls amuse ment grew. The situation served as s pain forgetter and oblivion temper arily to the scenes of the battlefield. The little Red Cross nurse was completely at a loss to know why tele grams snd letters reached her congratulating her on her forthcoming mar rtage. She had net teen the photographs In the dally paper nor had sbs hoard the name of Cyril Blaker. It was not. until the rece'ved the letter from Captain Gordon of the Queen Victoria Rifles, a youur officer vAom abu had nursed back to he.Uth In Belgium, that the mystery was partially solved. “Cyril is a fine chap/' Captain Gordon had written. "I have been at hls diggings, Dunkirk. In Mottingham. Kert, often. Long life and great hap pincss to you both." Marna realised that It had coat Captain Gordon much to write tboae words. The captain’s love had bee* hard to refuse. She smiled, however for hls letter gave her the cue shs wanted. She wou'd write now to Lientenant Blaker and ask him to solve the riddle for her. Being a delightfully sunny day and not a long trip Into Kent. Marna dressed herself with unusual lasts and took the train for Mottingham There was no reason why she should not go. Her lift among the wound ed soldiers had taught her that pru d ry la a thing unknown to the Rs^ulMk Cross nurse. . . . - - - ' -•A Her trip through the meadows of Kent was delightful. When ah« reached Mottingham she "topped InU the little lane leading from the sta tlon and Inquired her way to Dun kirk. If the wata was not too long she preferred to take It. for the sum mer was In full and fragrant bloom— a tonic for ragged nerves. Dunkirk waa a rambling old houa* that lay In a tangle of rose arbors. Lieutenant Blaker. lying In his In valid's chair, glanced up from hls read Ing at the sound of light footstep* approaching. He drew a surprised and wonder fully exhilarating breath when he saw the slim figure making Its way through an arbor of roses In hls dime tlon. For just a second hls glanc* was puxxled. He would hare risen save that Mania's quickened step and raised hand prevented him. "I will not come If you attempt to stand." she admonished with dainty command. “I know an Invalid when 1 see one." Her smile so radiated hei face that Blaker felt slightly Jealous of all tho Invalids she must have amllcd upon. Her picture, be told nlm self. !a no way flattered her. Mama seemed surprised that there was '©cognition In hls eyes tor to her the young, bandage-enclosed offl cer tn the chair waa s complett

stranger.

“1 suppose you have come down to telk about the wedding?" he ques Honed laughingly, when ahe had seat ed herself beside him. Then beckon Ing to a maid In the window, he or derrd tea brought Into the garden "But. you aee. 1 am lu the dark. 1 haven't the slightest Idea what haa prompted all my friends to make this ah—this mistake." “I thank you for leaving out the word absurd." Lieutenant Blaker Mid. and Marna blushed with charming promptness. "Haven't you seen tuls?" he asked, handing her a sheet from the dally paper "No!” she said softly, and continued to blush uhvn ahe saw her own and the young officers photographs and the headline above. “I has out looked at the papers much. I—this Is rather —amusing." she faltered, at which Blaker laughed heartily. 'I'm very glad you're not angry. Captain Gordon's letter to me made me more than anxious to meet you." he explained. 'These papers make a blunders, but thla Is a happy

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end Miss j »l*u vhlch ea hv „. sus j Hr «as not 1 aosurd A ahe had the ©

killed lust man." i moment. There »as no trace of hls ; tcreed U to the station agenl. and toward him ,, ; broke out the hysterical maid, '.ho j mistress. The room one* mors was] hiaisrlf was blowing the signal lor tike a man." said she “1 hope—oh. it *11 this time had bven lingering about , altogelbci empty. j tpl starting of the train—perhaps . xh. jH- | Vet." said the prefect gravely. I To him there a as only one condu-1 suite minutes before tha regular tTO BIG cONTtNUKD

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a cup of to*."

And that was the odd beginning of an acquaintance which In time ripened Into something far more interesting. Both the lieutenant and the little Red Cross nurse returned to the fighting line but as man and wife. I Copyright, tus. bv the McCtnna News