The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, June 28, 1903, Page 1

EREWITH The Sun Call presents its readers with the first instaliment of “Between Two Fire Intest 3 *ry story, N. Wil- 'amson, the famouns novelist. whose books, “The “Tainted « g ey _Bee” _and . s0ld.” both published ex- usively in these pages within the vast few months, created such a big sensation and & tremendous de- mand for mere of the talemted uthor's work. mystery story teld by five differemt star characters im the story, which »ot enly gives variety to the tale, but 2dds amazingly to the mystery. e will get the whoele novel com- namely: June 28 The second and last in- be published mext of the best Temtures ®f The Sunday Call’s literary policy. Yeou t enly get the very Iatest wovels by the most famous writers ut you t them elt. ' There are mot long waits between imstallments and no imter- minable series of “Contimued in our mext” catch limes. Aprepes of the forego "2 ammoumed: t that will not esteh your famoy. but bold it. On Sumday, July 12, “The Spend- ere” by Harry Leon Wilson, will Segin tu The Sunday Call. miversally been described as “tbe mreat American movel,” The Sunday Call created a veritable journalistic trimmph, for there has mever been with medern life in both the East and the West in such a strong. terse, thrilling manner as “The Spenders” dces. It has been aptis described & “mevel of mew method.” per- haps more becanse it reveals, in an absolutely unigue way. why Amer- fea is the great money-making na- tiom of the earth, than for the fas- cinating love theme that pervades $t. “The Spemders™ in this form will Bbe tremendousir popular. Wateh for it and ser. o Then in rapld soceession will fol- Jow that thrilling mew American movel, “The Master of Appleby. Framcts Lynn Jobn Fox Jr by Booth Tarkington. whose famous movel, “The Gentleman from Indi- sna.” has just been concluded in these pages: “The Turanpike House,” by Fergus Hume, ete.. ete. APTE} fore. He.gave me flowe and sweets. a «hen he found out what books 1 liked best, he sometimes sent them 1o me can see now how he was sorry for me ond 1t didut strike him that | might be ke more fortunate womea and be capible of falling in love spire love | perhap one of the fex en who think more about ol than her body. 1 was ove, and for-the first time: that's my ex- myself for awhile cuse. And sometimes 1 was happy—until last might. ‘It Was then be coniided 1o me when we weéne silting out a dance tog-the: I can't dapbe, evemrif any one would ask e little high-shouldered changeliag-thing ke me) that hie meant to speak o Mar- sot 1 & 1 don't know how It came Hut Pertepe it- suddenly dawned vp that 1 cared; and he wanted to warn me as nicely as he could, without mv giese- ing that hedaw. But I felt as if I should @le, for = morent: Bvervthing “turped black before my eyes, and the smiie with which I'd been listening séemd'to turn into & masik of fce—just as hard znd coid. 1 would have stayed downstairs i [ could (the dance jwas hére, at our louse) and waiched tofmee Wwhat lmppened next, whether Margpt accepted him or not. But I know when I've xuddad the Jimil of my, e A e 6. soh 3w e taint m When I glass on ha getting jueer ab [ so that It v oel had taken me back the conservatory to ny seat in the drawing @t 1 o't T wrar jen L] I saw & har 2 instant By f it was after eigl t peoplé to be-arriving | Vaguely ins and w é en mine turned me sick ere 1 could see “the too sure that room, wi lipped away, only 'd miss me, unlcss Margot had disapocared and veral d member weight u the mi the dead misery room to ask if n’'t let her in. Such a ssed since T left Noel ances with other h Margot, he t, 80 there rent pro- There- harrow e, and T I was all i she had autiful and A to have n what it ve loved to it was so would Lave been t ng 1aid whose th Margot, for T was notice that something i tell my cousin when T had of the t haif 1 the @ curious 1 ailted to see s 2 i o steps 10 the poreh. He was dressed traveling ating toam A hough' 1 ‘eue Aetl elothes the only behind w ho would the two or ihersfore e véry much es P itad, So ossible ex- denly called out of town. it was odd _that he should appear Yittle after: eight, and seemed almost like taking a liberty—the last thing that Noel Brent would ever do. T only waited long enough at twisted up my halr<my one besuty, any- how—and got Into the thitgs which were simplest to put on, a skirt and’blouse. Tt did nmot take me ten minutes to do all this. My room was next to Margot's, and T had to pass her door on my way to the stairs. As 1 did so it occurred to me that 1 might as well find out whether she wers there, or had gone down to seek Noel. 1 tapped wvery lightiy, but loud enough for her to hear If she were awake. There was no angwer, and after hesitating a tew seconds I softly turned the“kmob (I knew that Mrreot s'ept with her door un- jocked) and peeped in, Now, T always have my curtains closely drawn and my windows half shut at night: but Margot has a-ridiculous love for all the dight she can get, even when ! sleen. Uncle Gerdon used to call her his “sunshine child” when she was a little thim because she basked in' it €0. and besldes. in those * days, when quantlties of bright yélHow hair used to be cascading jover ler shoulders, the name seemed rather appropriate in ‘more ways than one. But her hair is many shades darker now. Excent in the lUight it is al- most brown. not so very much prettier than mine, except that there's more gold in it, and t's naturally curly and some- what heavier. s morning the sunshine was stream-- her room as usual, and there she bed,! fast asleen, with that lous, hair of hers hanging in a’thick ail over the pillow. and her half ® bare arms thrown over her head. Mar- got sleeps like a child, with her lips just and looks about 12 instead . of two. She has very.long eyelashes, are darker than her hair, and hem skin keeps the brilliant rose and white, it had when I knew. her first as a tiny thing: so that to any one who loved the £rl there would be something particu- larly sweet about her when she slept. But T don't loye her; and I hated her so that my heart began ‘to beat very fast and Balf choked me. I elosed the door 2s quletly as I had opened it and went slaw-= 1y tiptosingidownstairs. 1 was glad that she was asleep instead of talking to Noel, but his early visit was' mhore puzzling then ever. If he had semf up word to Margot she would Tave ve- peived It ;bfm-» this; for she must flow Have been ir Bonr. Wyhatever ‘L meant’totdo-and. wasnt guite ceftaln yet at that' dne- 1 st The, dond ebon. Tt pin{oet 3 prsutsgew ot mald, Potter,’ wight g to Margot's room to'wake her. Marfot gets up earller than I do, for she always goes down to breakfast with Uncle Gor- don at & qUAFTer to 10, while 1, being delf- cate, usually take mine in my room affer my bach -t As 1've just sald, I hadn't entirely made n the’ Housela: quan\nor,n}. ‘-" - which ¥} had up my mind what to do; but somehow I was déferminad;to find out why Noel Brent was-in,the house—a secret which .wonld very:ltkely-he kept from me (if it ‘really were &‘secret’as I vaguely sus- spiected) unless 1 ‘were clever enough to discever 1t for myself. &1 was picking my way down stairs so Tbiselessly; I didn’t- want to be seen or Heard by any = it I could help- it, or b ‘were recelving Noel. I didn‘t even know where the visitor, might be—whether in one of the drawing-rooms, or Margo boudoir, or Uncle Ggprgais study, or t Ifbrary; or whether he and&my uncle were having an early breakfast together in the dining-room. But just-as I had reached the turn of the stairs and\.tlie landing where the grandfather’s clockistands, the electric door bell rang and*ons of the footmen went quickly across*the hall. I could see without being seen'it flattened myself against the wall, and:1 did so. Then came another surprise.for me. Henry let in Lord Reckworth, ‘the Secre- tary for Foreign Affalrs. He was prompt- 1y escorted to fe door of Uncle Gordon's study, and so I had received ‘the hint I had been wanting, for I could not*doudt there was some connection between: the two extraordinarily early visits, apd that Noel was already i{n the same room prob- ably closeted with my uncle. t What can it all mean?” I said to-my- self, as—when Henry was out of sight— I went on down the stairs. - Noel Brent had nothing whatever to &5 with politics at present, though I Knew that had parliamentary ambiions which would probably be fuifilled siortly, as he was clever and had soms Influgrice, though - not much money. Means however, he was only & finel young man of or 30—to me th looking on earth—of good birth catlon, who had made s name and something of a social llon beca: = book he had written emarkable climbing expl yas. Why should he be nsultation with the Hi nd the Foreign Secretary 8 and 9 in the morning?—or was frz between the two elderly young one to be friendly and ufidméial? Perhaps my hopeless love fort hit an w my gnawing jealousy.of Margot'had. made me morbid: but [ could not sh the conviction that somehow the lous affalr was connected with Noel's wish to marry my cousin; and lenly; an excit- ing Idea started Into my‘brain. What If, having asked Uncle idon’s. consent the ‘engagement, he was now being ar- raigned b s an inférmal cpurt of fus- tice for some flagrant Ami: in the past. before our, knowledge;of him began? Suppose that LordyRackworth was in i session of the secyet,’ and,Noel was. to put upon his.defense:in the presence of Margot's father? . . %4 T didn’t knowgenough about men’s code of honpr-to. dectds whether this could om eould mgtbe. b\ét the fancy fired my dm- geinatign. Jf {could hear apyvthing abopt Noel ang manfige to disgust Margotiwiih him, thefr’ lovelistory might be nipped in the bud, for Margot is rather an odd gizl. 8he expéctaltoo much of a man she cares fo¢. Shé wants to be all or noghing: and tRoughgheihas the reputation oBbeing so sweet-natuyred she is v‘pr? Luctfer himself. ! T'know: too. that radmors of past flirtations ands .‘wiiiness” of Noel's, en; care she should hear, had gnnoyed ‘aid distressed her, th she had, tried%her hardest not to show T cou et S somathing Now, if'I" co get hold of really outrageous—somsthing which he could nat wholly deny ificharged with 16— just at this crists of heg feeling, it put'an end to Noel Breut's chances