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pe Nena “The Shadow Between” —— By SILAS K. CHAPTER XXIV—(Continued.) The American men were so differ- ent. They were so new, so untem- pered, so lacking in repose. Their very politeness was aggressive and -frritating, their chivalry fussy end un- natural, their manners of the copy- ‘book order—a part of the curriculum of the public schools—but not yet bred in the bone. The men of the Eastern states might be somewhat different—she did not know. She had lived nearly all her life out West. But directly she be- gan to move about in England she Was conscious of a difference. The ‘men and the women—but particularly the men—were of a different type. There was a quiet dignity that re- minded her somewhat of her father. There was energy without fuss; strength without boasting; gentle- hess without effeminacy. She was not at all surprised that American women Tiked to matty ‘Enelishméen—if she ever married she would like to marry an Englishman herself. She retired early that night, but she did not sleep for several hours. fier memory and her imagination had been strangely quickened. Her thoughis would revert to the past in apie) of all her efforts. She had received’ the news that her trunk had been rifled and the silver box stolen with comparative indiffer: ence—the things taken were of no very great value. Sut now, as she lay awake, and the noise of the city died down into a great stillness, a number of new ques- tions suggested themselves to her. If the silver box and its contents were of no particular yalue, why was Ev- ans, or Nevins, as he called himself, so anxious to possess them? Why did he spend weeks and months for the purpose? Why did he lie and in- trigue to gain his object? And why, when he hid got possession, was he prepared to commit murder rather than part with the stolen goods? Her thoughts traveled back again to that wild night in Odero, when her father lay dying in a gambling saloon, shot through the lung. She began to rack her brains so that she might recall his exact words. It was not easy to remember them all, few as they were, she was so over- whelmed with grief at the time. But she had a distinct recollection of his saying that the box contained all the necessary papers, and that some day she would know, Know what? Her brain began to work along a new track. Was there some mystery surrounding her life? Was there something that had been kept from her—something of impor- tance—important not only to her, but perhaps to other people? Her memory began to travel farther back still. She tried to pierce the shadows that surrounded her early childhood. She could not remember her mother. Her very first recollec- tions seemed to be associated with a school. Memories of holidays followed, not always in the same house or in the same city. Then day-school life, and an old housekeeper named Sarah. The na year at a boarding school— or perhaps it was more than a year— then the responsibilities of housekeep- ing and a gradual descent in the so- cial scale. There had been nothing romantic about her life, nothing to suggest mystery. Indeed, it had been very unromantic and humdrum and commonplace. And yet, as her memory tripped and halted through the misty glades of the past, words dropped by her father, vague hints and suggestions flung out from time to time, which she took no notice of, began unconsciously, to as- sume a large significance. She got out of bed at Jength and searched for the letter written by her father to Mayhew. It was very brief. A few broken sentences scrawled in pencil while “his life was swiftly ebb- ing out, but it contained nothing that would help her to a solution of the problem: “This is Marion. Take care of her as long as necessary. I’m done for. The case should not be difficult. All the proofs in the silver box.—R. W.” No, there was no solution of any problem, and yet there was a sugges- tion of mystery that had never struck her before. What was the case that should not be difficult? She had as- sumed that it referred to Mayhew’s care of her, but, read in the light of recent events, the words suggested a much deeper meaning Then, again, there were. the papers, “Proofs,” he called them in this let- ter ‘to Mayhew. Proofs of what? Was there anything in dispute? Had she been sent to England for some other purpose than~ that she should merely have Mayhew’s protection? The mystery deepened. The more she thought and reflected, the more perplexed she became. If she had only some friend who could help her -and advise her! This was a case that required a man’s wit and a-man’s judg- ment and strength. A girl like herself could do nothing. She was absolutely helpless. She never realized so vivid- ly before what helpless things girls were when thrown adrift. upon the world. < Naturally. her thoughts turned again to Clement Mawgan. She knew no one else. If she only dared to go to HOCKING. him! But how could she after what had happened? It would be like. add- ing insult to injury to ask a favor of one who had been wronged so terribly by her own father. Then she reflected again on their last few meetings. How gentle he had been, and yet how strong! Of his sin- cerity she was no longer in any doubt. She had feared him at first, and wronged him by doing so. She knew that now. His magnanimity, his gen- erosity, his readiness to forget the past, struck her as being strange and abnormal, and almost impossible. Hence, her fear, which “amounted in one instance almost to terror. But al] that had passed away. She admired him for his courage, his sincerity, his magnanimity. Yes, and there was something beyond all that. He had told her that he loved her. That declaration struck a new note in her being. It was like a low, faint strain of music heard in roar and tumult of a storm; whether it would grow louder amd sweeter and: triumph over the tymult, or whether it would sink into silenge and die, she did not know. But it s sweet to hear its fitful whispers now. What love meant she did not know. She did not even guess. The women of the Guild often talked about it. Some of them wrote about it. Some of them professed in a jocular way to having experienced it, but she was convinced that it was something quite beyond the majority of them; that in their outlook upon life, in their pro- gram of the future, it was a negligible and quite unimportant thing. Mar- riage they desired. A husband to protect them and provide for them was worth a big effort to win. Wifehood and motherhood were parts of the price with a more or less sentimental interest. But love——? Well, if it came their way, so much the better; but it was no necessary part of the program. One of the brightest girls of their little community had recently become engaged. She admitted quite frankly that she did not love the young man she was about to marry, but he was well-to-do, and she avanted a home of her own. She was tired, she said, of fighting and struggling for her own bread. Marion wondered if marriage were usually built on so sordid a founda- tion; wondered if women were in- herently incapable of love in its great-. er sense; wondered if this Divine fire touched men alone; wondered if it were a reality in any case, or only a poetic fancy. Clement Mawgan said he loved her, knowing as he did that she was the child of Richard West. He had given up home and ease and leisure for her sake He had trampled upon his pride and humbled himself as only the truly great can humble themselves, and all this in obedience to something he called love. She did not understand it. It Was a mystery she had not fath- omed yet—possibly never would fathom. Nevertheless she was sorry—sorry for his sake and sorry for her own. It would be a great joy unspeakable to have such a friend ‘in the great, lonely, struggling world in which she found herself. She wanted help and advice as she never wanted them before; wanted companionship other than that of the women who chatted and giggled round her from day to day; wanted a strong arm on which to lean, a wise head to counsel—— So thinking she fell asleep. CHAPTER XXV. Home Again. Clement Mawgan was .so troubled about the fate of his friend Grayton, and so interested in Marion and the mystery of the silver box, that he sought an interview with his employer that very night and asked for leave of absence. Mr. Jackson received him very kind- ly, and even sympathetically. He had just read the story in the evening pa- pers, and was much interested in it. He was also interested in shipping and in marine insurance. He would like some day, he said to inspect the Cor- nish coast, and especially the cruel and treacherous Beetles. “If you ever do visit that neighbor- hood,” Clement said, warmly, “you must call on’ my motHer and my sis- ter. They will be delighted to see you Tr eee ‘Sor eare “Thank yeu very much. That is a point I will bear in mind. How long do you think you will want _to be away?" “Well, I-should like a week at least? Clement answered, diffidently; “but I will come back sooner if you desire.” “Your work is not pressing, T think?” “That all depends on when you want it finished,” Clement answered, with a smile. “At best, indexing is rather slow work.” ‘“Yes, yes—no doubt. And a few weeks longer or shorter can’t make any serious difference. Come back again as soon as you can; and I hope you will find your friend out of dan- wer.” Next morning Clement took the first available train to Cornwall. He did he was coming; he thought it would be pleasanter to take them by sur- prise. The journey seemed very long, for he was impatient to reach the bed- side of friend. It was quite dark when he reached the wayside station that served St. Chloe and district. He was cramped with long sitting, and felt distinctly cold. He looked round for the carrier’s yan, but it was nowhere in sight, and when he inquired of the porter he was told that Tuesday was the carrier’s offday. Clement stood for a few moments biting his lip. He wished now that he had wired for the brougham to be sent to meet him. A six miles’ tramp on a dark night through narrow country lanes was not exactly an inviting pros- pect. Besides, he would reach home too late for dinner. There was noth- ing for it, therefore, but to hire from the Station hotel, which meant a ram- shackle dog cart and an equally ram- shackle horse. He learned from the driver as they joggled along the rutty and uneven road that according to latest reports Grayton was still alive, and was, if anything, a shade better, but nothing had been heard of Nevins, and that no- body answering to his description had been seen at any seaport or railway station. The whole neighborhood was ina ferment of excitement, and had ,been for the last three days. Nothing else was talked about. Everybody was on the qui vive, and women and children were afraid to venture out of the house after dark lest the would-be murderer should pounce upon them with an .open knife. Clement felt too excited to talk as he neared home. It seemed a year at least since he went. away, and his heart. felt quite hungry for a sight of his mother’s cold and placid face. After London the place had a strange- ly forsaken appearance, and the silence was almost oppressive. He stood for a few moments at the gate and listened. Now and then the low boom of the sea came faintly over the hills—that was all. No other sound broke the stillness. , “] don’t think I could endure tolive here always,” he reflected, and he pushed open the gate and waited for Sammy Crantie to carry his kitbag up to the door. Wilkins responded to his ring, for some reason, with unusua! alacrity, and then stood aghast, altogether too astonished #0 speak. “You are surprised to see me, wil- kins?” he said, with a smile. “Indeed, yes, sir, But I’m delighted all the same.’ “and how are my mother and sis- ter?” “They are well, thank you. Miss Esther, I believe, is in the drawing room.” Clement pulled off his overcoat and hat and threw them on the hall table, then marched past the old retainer to the drawing room door, pushed it open, and entered. Esther Mawgan, who had been sit- ting staring abstractedly into the fire, sprang to her feet with a little cry .of delight and rushed to meet her brother. “Oh, Clem, this is lovely of you,” she said, and then her troubled and anx- ious face found refuge on his shoul- der. “Tt knew you would be worried,” he said; “and then I was anxious to see Grayton, so I got leave of absence. Do you think he will get better?” She raised her head, but did not look at him. “We all hope s0, of course,” she answered, in a low voice; “put Dr. Bell is very reticent.” “And there is no trace of Nevins yet?” “None whatever.” “] must join in the search to-mor- row. It will be a change from what I have been doing lately.” “Do you really like your work, Clem?” “Very much. It is particularly in- teresting to a book lover. It is edu- cational also.” {To Be Continued.) Female Financiers. 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