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Fortunately, it stood in a quiet spot— not much frequented after nightfall; and she found a convenient arched doorway from which she could watch the building unseen. On the first night nothing happen- ed; the moon was set high in flying clouds and the night was very still; now and then she heard the passing feet of a pedestrian crossing the end of the street in which she stood. Once a man went along on the opposite side, under the high walls, whistling, but did not see her. Mrs. Quist having provided her with a key, in her trust- fulness of heart, the girl lingered until a very late hour, and until the last foot- step had died away. But still there was nothing. On the second night, with a growing hope, she waited again, wishing, with all the strength of her love, that her eyes might pierce the heavy walls and discover what the prisoner was doing. She had almost given up hoping for anything, and was preparing to return home to her lodging, when a curious sound broke upon her ear, and she started forward out of the gateway, keenly watchful. She had heard a quick, light thud upon the pavement, and then the rapid feet of someone running. Almost be- fore she had had time to collect her thoughts, or to decide whether to de- cide whether to hide or show herself, a figure dashed straight toward her down the street, in the shadow of the wall. Some instinct causing her to spring out, the figure stopped, drawn straight up against the wall, and then slowly crossed toward her. ‘he next moment her hands were in those of Philip Chater. She had time, before he spoke, to notice that the hands which held hers were cut and bleeding; that he panted heavily, as though after some terrible exertion; and that he was covered with dust and limewash, and was hat- less. “Show me the way,” he “Hide me somewhere, quick!” She hurried on with him, while he panted. By Tom Gallon. crouched in the shadow of the houses. | so that her figure might cover him as much as. possible. They had scarcely more tham a hundred yards to go be- fore she put her key swiftly in the lock of a door, drew him through, and shut it behind her. Bidding him, in a whis- per, wait where he was, in the dark- ness of the passage, she softly opened the door of a lighted room and went in. Now it happened that evening that Captain Peter Quist was in a great state of excitement. He had com- pleted that very day the purchase of an absolutely ideal circus—a circus in full working order, the proprietor of which was only anxious to pass it into the hands of its new owner and retire into private life. The delighted cap- tain had discovered that his new prop- erty consisted of three of four well- fitted caravans, a few small tents, to- gether with one huge one for the ac- commodation of his audiences, and some wagons, with the necessary fit- tings for the concern. Horses—performing and otherwise —there were in abundance; and the captain had already been assured that the male and female staff was only too ready to accept service under him. And the proprietor, having expressed a desire that Quist should see the show in working order and be initiated into its mysteries gradually, the cap- tain, at the very moment of Clara’s en- trance into the room, was busily en- gaged in packing a few articles which he considered proper and appropriate to his new standing in life. The chief of these articles consisted of a high and very glossy silk hat, which was at that moment perched upon the captain’s head; and a pair of Wellington boots, as glossy in appear- ance as the hat, and into which the captain was struggling. Indeed, he had just got them on, and was very red in the face from his exertions, when Clara darted in. Before she had time to utter a word Mrs. Quist—who had been regarding her lord and master with an expression half of admiration, half of contempt—turned toward Clara, with a view to relieving her feelings. “Look at ’im, miss,” she exclaimed, extending a hand toward the captain, who had got on his legs and was swaggering about the little parlor; “did you ever see sich a figger in all yer born days? Do yer think I’d ever *ave led that to the altar, if I’d knowed wot ‘e was a comin’ to in ‘is old days? Begin at the top”—she indicated the captain’s hat—‘“an’ ’e’s fit fer ‘Igh Park, or a drorin’ room; come to ‘is middle”—the indignant woman indica- ted the captain’s seafaring blue coat— “an ’e’s a decent man an’ a sailor; look at ’is legs’ (if so be as you'll excuse sich a remark, miss), an’ ’e might be a coachman out o’ work, or the bottom *‘arf of a French markiss. “tm in a ee a a Raa a a a circus; w’y, ’e don’t know no more about ‘osses than a bluebottle!” “Old ’ard, my dear—'old ’ard,” re- monstrated the captain, surveying his ‘boots with a very proper pride; “I’m merely a livin’ up to me character. W’y, a get-up like this ‘ere ‘ll even make the ’osses ’ave a proper respect for me.” Then, observing suddenly that Clara stood with clasped hands, looking from him to his wife appeal- ingly, and with tears in his eyes, he checked himself and came slowly to- ward her. “Why, my lass,” he said, in a tone of sympathy; “wot’s wrong with yer’ You look as if you'd ’ad a fright of some kind—don’t she, missus?” “I want your help,” said Clara, glancing behind her toward the door. “My friend—the unfortunate man of whom I spoke—Mr. Chater——” The captain immediately began to back away, in some pertrubation. Mrs. Quist, on the other hand, really divin- ing that something was wrong, nodded to Clara quickly to continue what she had to say. “Mr. Chater has—has escaped—and is here at this moment.” Mrs. Quist darted after Clara into the little passage; the captain scarce- ly knowing what he did, took off his hat, and held it pointed toward the door as though it were a weapon, and he might defend himself with it. When, a mement later, Mrs. Quist and the girl came in, and the captain, look- ing past them, saw Philip Chater enter the room, he immediately dived down behind the table on his knees, keeping only his eyes above the level of it. “Take ’im away! Don’t let ’ im come near me,” he begged, in a hoarse and trembling whisper. Then, ad- dressing Philip in a conciliatory tone, he added: “I never done nothing to you, ole pal, w’en you was in the flesh, an’ all I asks is that you'll go back were you come from, w’erever it is, an’ sleep sound. Go back, my lad; g0 back!” Philip, despite his own danger, burst into a roar of laughter. “There’s noth- ing of the ghost about me, Quist,” he said. “I think I can understand what you mean—and presently I’ll explain everything. But, for the moment, I am in desperate peril; I’ve broken out of the goal here, and may be searched for at any moment. I want you to hide me.” The captain rose from his knees, still somewhat doubtfully, and came slowly round the table, approached Philip in gingerly fashion, and finally ventured to take one of his hands; squeezed it—squeezed it a little more. Then his face broke up into smiles, and he clapped Philip jovially on the shoulder. Remembering, however, the more serious part of the business, he darted to the window and drew the curtain across it; then sat down, breathing hard, and staring at Philip with all his might. Finally, he got up and came to Philip again, and, and shook hands with him, as though to as- sure himself that he was solid flesh j and blood. “This comes of keepin’ bad com- pany,” ejaculated the captain, at last. “You gits yerself in the river—an’ very ploated you looks, I do assure you— you gits into goal, an’ you likewise gits out of it; an’ you frightens a honest sailor-man (leastwise, sailor-man re- tired—circus-man now)—you frightens his nearly out of ‘is wit: But still, it’s good to see you again; an’, if the missis can find us a drain o’ somethin’ —jist a toothful apiece—we can talk over things comfortable-like.” “Tt was just at this moment, as Mrs. Quist turned smilingly to get out bot- tles and glasses, that Philip discover- ed, to his consternation, that little Clara Siggs, who had sat down on a sofa near him, was swaying to and fro, with a very white face, although she bravely tried to smile. He had.just time to step forward and catch her ‘n his arms, when she gave a sort.of gasp and fainted dead away. Overwrought for so long, she had given way now that the danger seemed over and the tension relaxed. Bitterly blaming himself for having exposed her to such trials, he picked her up tenderly in his arms, and, guid- ed by Mrs. Quist, carried her upstairs to her room. There, being assured by that good woman that it was nothing more serious than a sudden attack of faintness, Phflip left her in charge of the girl, and rejoined the captain in the room below. “One thing I must ask you, captain,” he said, when he was seated with that gentleman at the table, “and that is in regard to your taking me for 4 ghost. What induced you to imagine I was anything but the Philip Crowdy whom you knew on the voyage from Australia?” On this the captain, with much de- tail, entered into a full account of the finding of the body of the unfortunate Dandy Chater by himself and Cripps; and although he did not know, of course, the name of the latter, the de- scription he gave, and his statement that he had seen the little man on the night of his invasion of the upper room at “The Three Watermen,” en- abled Philip to identify the man who had been with him when the body was found. For the first time, too, he un- derstood the reason for the doctor’s too. : a dog for his sins; I’ve had the best garden of the cottage, 0 _°*E am not surprised,” ‘said Philip, “that you should have been upset. at seeing me. The. body you took from the river was that. of. my.brother, whom I neyer knew in my life. He was, I have every reason to believe, murdered; at all events, I found him lying dead on the river- bank, ‘I took his belongings, I took his place, and, by heaven, captain, I’ve taken his sins, I’ve been chased and hunted like woman in the world turn from me, as from a leper, for his sins; and I’ve been in goal for his sins. I put on this hideous disguise at the whim of a moment, and now I cannot shake it off.” “But there’s them as would swear to you if need be,” urged the captain. “Not yet,” replied Philip, hurriedly. “There may come a time when I shall be glad to declare who I really am; for the present it is impossible. Mean- while—what of the body you found in the river?” “Well, I’ve kep’ a eye on the pa- pers,” replied the captain; “an’ I’ve read accounts of the inquest. They set it forth clear and reg’lar as ’ow the body ’ah bin left on the river bank by two parties wot was evidently afraid of ’avin’ their names mixed up in the business; of ’ow there was nothing on the body to show who it was; an’the injury to the ’ead might have bin caused by barges, or any- thing of that kind. Verdict, in conse- quence, ‘Unknown man—tfound drowned. And, I suppose, buried ac- cordin’.” “Yes, it merely leaves me in a worse position than before. So far as all the world knows—all of the world believes —Dandy Chater is alive, and must stand his trial for the sins he has com- mitted. I have taken his place, his papers, his keys; I should be bound to confess that I saw his body on the shore. If they did not swear that | murdered him, they might laugh at the story and refuse to recognize any mass of corruption dug up out of the grave as the real Dandy Chater.” “Then, wot are you a-goin’ to do?” asked the captain, in perplexity. “There is but one chance for me,” said Philip, thoughtfully. “I have a suspicion that I know who the real murderer of Dandy Chater was; if 1 can once see him, and force from him any confession, my way is clear. For that purpose I escaped to-night—that purpose and another. And in that 1 want you to help me.” “There’s my ’and on it,” said the captain, quickly. “But I don’t think you'll want much ’elp, Phil,” he added, with a lought. “Any man as can go a-breakin’ goal like you ought to be a match for most people. ’Ow did yer manage it, Phil?” Philip laughed softly to himselt. “It was rather a tough business,” he said. “It all had to be done in a few minutes. I was left alone in a wait- ing room for a moment, in going from one part of the prison to another. There was a sort of skylight high up, with hardly too much room for a cat to wriggle through. But there were ropes to it to open and shut it—and you know what I can do when there’s a rope handy, Quist.” The captain nodded, and rubbed his hands; contemplated his friend with admiration, and begged him to pro- ceed. “I nearly tore my clothes off my back in getting through; but once through, there was only a roof to slide down, a yard to cross, and a wall. Luckily I found a builder’s pole lying against it, and scrambled up that, dropped over, and found that dear girl in the street. She brought me here. The more they discussed it the more evident it became that Philip must be got away before daylight. For a long time the captain ruminated over the matter, wondering what to do. 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