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Lasrbedar-igpratoer ch ane on ‘The E hihi ee ing ofa Daily M agazine, ERED SPORES SRL SEES Sears Tuesday. April ot nner os weoey oem 1914 A COMPLETE NOVEL EACH WEEK IN THE EVENING WORLD PARROT & CO. (oprright, 1018, by B by Bobte- Merrill Oo.) * qmorms oF exborbINa CHAPTERS. Gayeteriqns New Yorxer, who calla himelt io ekile in India for ten dren to Warrington lane tothe snan to. wtnnt@ frenlinews et here?” “Coming toward us. into this shop?" “No, thank youl There is no reason why I should hide in a butcher shop simply to avoid meeting the man, We'll walk straight past him. If speaks we'll ignore him.” @ civilized bs | wish we were in posed to be civilized. Shall we go country.” “this man is PI ; Don't let him catch your eye Go on, of W aa eet ti recognition, CHAPTER VI. In the Next Room. {4 RAIG? ‘Warrington ( | whispered the word, as if he feared the world might hear the deadly x menace in his voice. For murder leaped up in his heart as flame leaps up tn pine-kindling. The weak young man got to his knees, then to his fest. He steadied himself by clutching the back of a ebair, With one hand ho felt of his throat tenderly. “He tried to kill me, the black- guard!” he croaked. “Craig, it is you! For ten years I've never thought of you without murder in my heart, Newell Craig, and here, right where I can put my hands upon you! Oh, this old world fs small.” Warrington laughed. It was « high, thin sound, ‘The young tan looked from his @memy to hin deliverer, and back again. What new row was this? J before had he seen the black- 4 with that look in his dark, andsome, predatory face. It typttied fear, And who was this big blond whose fingers were working 80 convulsively? “Craig,” said the young man, “you got out of hore, and if you ever come Soriering me, I'll shoot you, Hear me This direful threat did not seem to stir the sense of hearing in either of the two men. The one faced the other asa lion might have faced a jackal, wondering if it would be worth while to waste a cuff on 80 sorry a beast. Suddenly the blond man caught the door and swung it wide. “Craig, a week ago T'd have throttled you without the least com- uunction, To-day I can't touch you. Bue get out of here as fast as you can, You might have gone feet fore- most, Go! Out of Rangoon, too. I may change my mind.” The man called Craig walked out, uaring his shoulders with a touch bravado that did not impress the plucked pigeon. Warrington st Mstening until he heard the hall door close sharply sald the “Thanks,” youth. Warrington whirled upon him sav- Mrhanks? Don't thank me, weak-kneed fool!" “Oh, I say, now!" the other pro- bewildered you “Bo silent! If you owe that scoun- drel anything, refuse to pay it. He never won a penny in his life without ting. Keep out of his way; ke out of the way of all men who pre fer to deal only two hands.” And with this advice Warrington stepped out into the hallway and shut the door rudely. ‘Tho youth walked over to the mir- ror and straightened his collar and tle. “Rum go, that, Narrow squeak. Burly beggar, even tf he did do me a good turn, I shan't have to that Sraig, now. ‘That's some- thing. “Pay the purser and get a box of cigars,” Warrington dir James, “Never mind about the wine, L shan’t ‘want it now.” Warrington @ creaky rocking-ch the boarding house, this man across his path when he had almost forgotten hiin, forgotten tha he had sworn to break the man's neck over his knees! In the very next room! And he had permitted him to go unharmed simply be was full of a girl he goo again after to-morrow. What the rascal doing over here? W hat had caused him to f euko the easy pluckings of Bre dm exchange for a dog's life on pe boats, in squalid boarding houses like this one and in dismal billiard halle . racing tout, stool pi a cheater at cards, blackimaile gnd trafficker in baser things; in the ext room, and had let him go Gabermed. in the one in down never ‘Tho very away In the next ro ered unpleasantly, Chiv se ily Don Quixote, sentimental ¢ ér, to have mi je a hash of his life fn this manner! He leaned toward the window sill nd opened the cage. Rajah walked jut, muttering, oe e 8 ¢ when it was possible Fl walk, Sho was young eo . pref and stron 9 that made obvious swinging stri 4 4 in her abtlity to @ serone confider take care of herself. In her cool white drill, her wide white pith-helmet, she presented a charming picture, The exercise had given her cheeks a bit of color, and her eyes sparkled and flashed like yaindrops. This morning sho had taken Martha along merely to still her protests, - It's all right so long as w the main streets," said the har fartha; “but I do not like the ide of roaming about in the native qu ra. This is not like Kurope. jotel manager sald we ought to have @ man," “He ts looking out for his commis- Heavens! what is the matter with everybody? One would think, way people put themselves out to Worn you, that murder and robbery were daily occurrences in A en here four months and the only Terre able moment I have known caused bya white man, Because we have been lucky so f ‘a no sign that we shall continue s¢ “1 feel like a child this morning gaid Elsa, “I want to run and play end shout.” oail the more reason why you should have a guardian. * * * Look, Elsa!” ave active: and she went along with 4 ki Martha caught the.girl.by the arm.,ring, 5 —_ don't lag.” Craig stepped in front of them, smil- ing as he raised his helmet. “This is an_ unexpected pleasure.” Elsa, looking coldly beyond him, at- tempted to pass. “Surely you remember me?" “{ remember an insolent cad,” plied Elsa, her eyes beginning burn dangerously. “Will you stand aside?” He threw a swift Lge | about. He saw with satisfaction it none but natives was in evidence. Elsa's glance roved, too, with a lit- tle chill of muir. In stories War- rington would have appeared about this time and soundly trounced thts impudent scoundrel, Sho realized that sho must settle this affair alone. She was not a soldier's daughter for nothing. “Stand aside!" “Hoity-totty!” he laughed. He had been drinking liberally and was @ shade reckless. “Why not be a good fellow? Over here nobody minds, I know a@ neat little restaurant, Bring the old lady along,” with a genial nod toward the quaking Martha. Resolutely Eisa’s hand went up to ber helmet, and with a gourish drew out_one of the long steel pins, “Oh, Elsa!" warned Martha, “Be still! This fellow needs a I son. Once more, Mr. Craig, will you stand aside?” Had he been sober he would have geen the real danger in the young woman's eyes. “Cruel!” he said, “At least, kiss,” putting out his arms, alsa, reiless in her fury, the pin into his wrist. a hornet, and with a gas Craig leaped back out of range, 80- plunged Why, you she-cat!” “L warned you,” she replied, her voice steady but low. “The second stab will be serious, Stand aside.” He stepped into the gutter, biting his lips and straining his uninjured hand over the hurting throb in his wrist. Gad! She might have missed his wrist and jabbed him in the throat. He swore, and walked off down the street. Elsa act a pace which Martha, with her wabbling knees, found it dificult to maintain, “You might have killed him! cried breathlessly. “You can't Kill that kind of a snake with a hatpin; you have to stamp on But 1 rather believe it will time before Mr, Craig will again make the mistake of insulting a woman because she appears to be defenseless.” Elsa's chin was in the air. The choking sensation in her throat began to subside, “The deadly hatpin; can't you see the story in the newspapers? Well, I for one am not afraid to use It. You know and the purser knows, what happened on the boat to Man- lay. plausible and affable and good-looking, and the mistake was mine, I seldom make them, 1 kept quiet because the boat was full- up, and as a rule I hate scenes, Men like that know it. If T had com- plained he would have denied his ac- tions, inferred that I was evil-minded, He would have been shocked at my misinterpreting him. Heavens, [ know the breed! Now, not a single word of this to any one. Mr. Cratg, fi y, will be the last person to it You had better put the pin back into your hat," suggested Martha, “Pah! 1 had forgotten it.” Elsa flung the weapon far into the street, Once they turned into Merchant street both felt the tension relax, Martha would have liked to sit down, ev on the curb, lespise men,” she volunteere am beginning to believe that few of them worth a thourht. Those who aren't fools are knaves.” Are you sure of your judgment in regard to thia man Warrington? How can you tell that he 1s any different from that man Craig?” io is different, that ts all, n he will come to tea. to he with us, he This Tshall Remember, ful affair." 1 am more “it sounds foolish, but T can't ex- plain. Tam just afraid of him “Rother! You talk lke an maid." “And Tam one, by preference.” oe ‘s arance that after- astonished Bisa. Sho had na- turally expected some change, but searecly such elegance, He was without question, one of the hand- somest mon sho had ever mot, He was handsomer than Arthur because he was more manly In type, Arthur himself, an exquisite In the matter of clothes, esuld not have improved up- n's taste or selection. What y ho was! She greeted him vithout restraint; but for 1 little shiver stirred the ndrilis’ of hair at the nape of her old rhe most famous man in Rangoon to-day,” she said smiling. “So you have read that tammy-rot in the newspaper They sat on h und r private balcony, Rain was threat: ening. 1 aside her knitting and did t to give he welcome an air of grac shouldn't call It tommy-rot,"" jared “It was not chance. and foresight Conversatio and music and the polls the world; the latest be jiivs, ‘The information tn re thes’ Misa supplied him, ‘They cussed al the problems of the day v4 frankly as if they had been in an idental drawing-room It was pluck went afield: ' in no espec your kindness to a very le Il isn't probable that [ shall see you vain, Tsail next Thursday for Sing- apore.” He reached into a pocket “TL wonder if you would consider it an Impertinence if L offered you this old trinket?” He held out the mandarin’s pictures © d capitals { “What a beauty!” she exclaimed. “Of course I'll accept it. It is very kind of you. I am inordinately fond of such things. » Thank you, How easily it slips over my finge “Chinamen have very elender fin- gers," he explained. “Good-by, Those cha rs say ‘Good luck and pros- perity No expressed desire of wishing to meet her just an ordinary every-day nd she liked im all the better for his apparent lack of sentiment. “Gdod-by," she said. She winced, for his hand whs rough palmed and strong. A little later she saw him pass down the st . He never turned and looked back. “And why,” asked Martha, “did you not t¢ tell the man we sail on the same p? “You're a simpleton, Martha,” Elsa turned the ring round and round on her finger. “if I had told him he would have cancelled his sailing and taken another boat.” CHAPTER VII. Confidence: HAT night Martha wrote a letter: My Dear Mr. Arthur— * ¢ 8 £ do not know what to make of it. His likeness to you is the most unheard-of thing, He is a little bigger and broader and ha wears his beard longer, ‘That's all the difference. When he came on the boat that night it was like a hand clutching at my throat. And you know how romantic Elsa is, for all that she belleves she is prosaic, Lam certain that she sees you in this stranger who calls himself Warrington, If only you had had the foresight to follow us, a sailing or two lat And now they'll be t gether for four or five days, down to Singupore. 1 don'tglike it, Ther omething uncanny in the thing, What if she did forbid you to follow? There ure some prom. iseas women like men to. break, You should have followed, L wonder if you have any rela- tives by the name of Warring- ton? L begin to see that man's in my dreams, Lam wor- ried, Bs has always have be babyhoe a 1 know aa little of wh: goes on in her mind as a stranger woul 1 believe that it would be wise on your part to meet us in Sun Francisco, Give my love and respect to your dear, beautiful, mother, And marry isn as fast as ever you ean, There followed some rambling com- nts on the weather, the rains and dust, the execrable food and the of drinking . The man this letter t brilliant Kisa sat in a ehd avatching the about, heaps of lug: thelr party rummaged among. th gage and shouted questions at unhappy eonductor. Sho saw Hooghly standing in the bow. A steamer trunk, a kit bag, beddins bag and the inevitable pa rot eaee Teposed at his feet would Arthur loved him She whether she , her ere vy mys at all is clear to For nearly ten years wd known him, sl his and his mother's arrival in the small pretty Kentuckian town, What was the usc of hunting a fancy? Yes, she would marry Arthur, She was Imost inclined to eable him to meet her in San Francisco, She suw Craig coming aboard: 4 » hid her face behind her Upon second thought She was quite apter wast a scoundrel, m contider closed 7 but he was ne fool, A sharp blast from the whistle drew her attention to the kaneplank, last man to com aboard was Warrington. He appearec l hurry. He immediate ly sought James; and they stood to gether chatting until the tender drew up dlonggide the steamer of the Hrit~ ish-India line. ‘The two men shook hands finally. There seemed to be me argument, in which Warrington re down the servant, ‘The latter added a friendly tapeon oy An Exiled New the Eurasian’s shoulder, No one would have suspected that the white man and his dark companion had been “shipmates,” in good times and in bad, for nearly a decade. Elsa, watching them from her secure nook, admired the lack of effusiveness. The dignity of the parting told her of the depth of feeling. An hour later they were heading the delta. Elsa amused Leonid by casting bits of bread to the gulls, Always they caught it on the wing, no matter in what direction she threw it. Some- times one would wing up to her very hand for charity, its coral foet stretched out to meet the quick back- play of the wings, its cry shallow and Plaintive and world-lonely. Suddenly she became aware of a ‘© at her side, rice said: “It is not quite fair wasn't?" without turning She brushed her hands erumbs, ou should have let me know that were going to sail on this b sause YOU are a little afraid of She faced him, without a smile either on her lips or in her eyes. “Aren't you bi . m afraid of all things I do not quite understand,” “There is not the least need In the Mr. Warrington. [I am quite less. My claws have been 1, Iam engaged to bo married and am going home to decide the day.” “He's a lucky man.” He was ase tonished at his calm, for the blow went deop. “Lucky? That is in the future, What a lonely thing a gull ist” “What @ lonely thing a lonely man ist" he added, Poor fool. To have dreamed so fair a dream for a single moment! He loved her. He could lean the rail, his shoulder lightly hers, and calmly say to himself that he loved her, He could calmly permit her to pass out of his life as a cloud passes down the sea rim. He hadn't enough, but this evil must befall him, Love! He spread out his hands un- consciously. “What does that mean?” she asked, smiling now. “An invocation” “It's a sign to ward off evil," he returned, oR aching expecting evil?” ways preparing myself to There is one thing that will ‘ys puzzle me. “Why should you have asked the put vuch a tramp as 1 For I was a tramp. thought T explained that." otc vel ehall of you lights in your stransest rly." then, I . The alent . the the could possibly confront me make Vpon mysolf that I thought yet aA were a ghost,’ Bhost?" . So T asked the purser to In- troduce you to pr a to my watlatac- ticn that you we i for line, height for height, color or, you are the exact counterpa of the man Loam going home ho waw his oyes wid my ny she saw hands knot in pressure over the rhe man you are going to marr: » whispered, Abruptly, without explanation, ho walked away, his shoulders settled, his head bent! It was her turn to be amazed, What vould this attitude mean ir, Warrington!” she called But he disappeared down the penionway. CHAPTER VIN, A Woman's Reason, LSA stared |} doorway, } only a the va re he ut unt Sho nixed sense of ider- } ment. ‘This was not one of thosa childish flushes of rudeness that had amused, annoyed and mystified her, She had burt him, And hov What had si put that look of dumb «@ n hia face? She swung impatiently from tho rail, She hated abstruse prob- Jems, and not the least of these we that which would confront her w she returned to America The first gong for dinner boomed. Elsa missed the clarion notes of the bugle, so familiar to her ears on the Atlantic. ‘The echoing wail of the gong spoke in the voice of the Eas » just said or done to -of its dalliance, dts content to drift 1n_ orker’s Strange Adventures ¥ On the Other Side of the Earth reassa sea of entangling habits and desires, of its fatalism and in- ertia, It did not hearten one or ox- cite hunger. Elsa would rather have Jain down in ber Canton lounging chair, The gong seemed out of place on the sea. Vaguely ft reminded her of the railway stations at home, where they beat the gong to entice passengers Into the evil-smelling ros- taurants, there to lose their patience and often their trains, The dining-saloon held two long tables, only one of which was in com- mission, the starboard, Thi was unattractive, for staterooms marshalled along each side of it; and one caught glimpses of tumbled lug- gage and tousled berths. A punka stretched from one end of the table to the other, and swung indolently to and fro, whining mysteriously as it in protest, aometimes subskling alto- gether (as the wearied coolle above tho lights fell asleep) and then flap- ing from the captain) @ Women's hair awry, Elsa and Martha were seated aome- where between the head Ute of the table. The personally ted surrounded them, and gabbled incessarttly during the meal of what they had «seen, of what they were going to see, and of what they had missed by not going with the other agency's party. ‘sympathy went out to the tired and faded con- ductor, There was but one vacant chair; and as she saw Warrington nowhere, El that this must be his reserva’ Sho was rather glad that he would be beyond conversational radius. She liked to talk to the strange and lonely man, but she pre- ferred to be alone with him when she did so. Neither of them had yet descended to the level of trifles; and Elsa had no wish to share with per- sons uninteresting and uncompanion- able her serious views of life. Some- times she wondered if, after all, she was not as old as the hills instead of twenty-five. She began as of old to study car lesaly the of the diners and speculate as to their characters an occupations. Her negligent obser tion roved from the pompous cap- tain down to the dark picturesque face of the man Craig, Upon him her glance, a mixture of contempt and curiosity, rested. If he behaved himself and’ made no attempt to speak to her, she was willing to de- clare @ truc In Rangoon the man had been drunk, but on the Irrawad- dy boat he had been sober enourh. Craig kept bis eyes directed upon hia food and did not offer her even a furtive glance. He was not in a happy state of mind. He had taken passage the last moment to avoid meeting again the one man he feared. For ten years this man had been reckoned among the lost. Muny believed him dead, and Craig had wished it rather than believed, And th to meet him d_ boarding- © cool nerve as worted and id net the gambler. He bewildered. Ho had practically sent this man to ruin, What would be the reprisal? He reached for a mangosteen and ate the white pulpy contents, but with- out the customary relish, hrase kept running through his head: What would be the reprisal? For men of his flk never struck without expect- ing to be struck back. Something must be done, Should he seek him and boldly ask what he Intended to Certainly he could not do much gambler, do that since he, € shot in his gun, Paul was and what he Rolily harm was what feared. He had seen Elsa, but he had worked out that problem easily, She was sure to say nothing so long as he let her be, and with the episode of the hatpin still fresh in his memory, he assuredly would keep his distance. He had made a mistake and was not likely to re- peat it. But Paul! He finished his dessert and went off to the stuffy little sim room and struggled with a Burr cheroot. Paul was a smoker @ sooner or later he would drop in. There would be no beating about the mm hon his part. If it was to be war, ht; a truce, well and he wanted to. know and he k ing to let fear stand in » waited In vain for his 1 ie sht ‘And so did Elsa, She felt indignant at one moment and hurt at another, ‘The man’s attitude was inexplicable; there was neither rhyme nor reason in ft, The very fact that she could not understand made march beside her that night Next day, at was still vacant alarmed, Perhaps he was il! inquiri rdlesa of the pos- misinterpretation ber concern might be given by others, Mr. War- rington had had his meals served in his cabin, but the steward declared gentleman was not tll, only and irritable, and that he amused himself with a trained par- rakeat Starboard was rigged up for eriok and the ship's vthcers and some of fwwengers played the game until the first Kons. Martha vl to wal the men taking over the whole of the ship und cheating ber out # Klorious ss ailoon had ra He could tell who had done, he really on in-air of freshnes night. All the men were in deli Vkee, and KO receptive is the tin on that the | sbbed the oom of half its he and fro the penka fap one the ror oC knives and fori Isa ate little b sucke searcely a word none to those around wl the frown of the the s ances of the tou rlist had not yet from the ship's press, so Ela was practically jaknown wore Unaecountable ma become known making Inquir tleman in cabin > far remained 4 Ship life is bout the only thing beesible to live through the Ax sho refused course after ¢ a single phrase drummed in through her tired br Sho was not going to marry Arthur; never, never in this world. She did not love him, and.this waa to be final, She would The passeny dull lite ar cable him from Singapore. But ehe felt no elation in having arrived at this determination. In fact, there Was a tingle of defiance in her un- written, unspoken ultimatum, That night Craig found it Lm 4 Portable in the cabin below; #0 he ordered his steward to bring up his bedding. Ho had lain down for half ¥ an hour, grown restless, and had be- gun to walk the deck in his bath slippers, He had noted the atill white figure forward, where the croms rail marks tho waist. As he approached, Craig discovered his man. ile heal. tated only a moment; then he touched Warrington’s arm, Warrington turned his dull eyes upon his anclent enemy, “so it is you? 1 ou were on board. Well? misingly. “Lve been looking for you. Bygones and what's done can't punching a@ fello I'm not looking for troubl went on Cralg, gaining assurance, "I am practically down and out myself. ean't go back to the States for a lerstood you uncompro- . All T want ts to get to Hong- kong In peace for the April races. What stand are you going to take on board at's all I want to kno “It would give me great pleasure, Craig, to take you by the seruff of your neck and drop you as you say, what's be remed by bashing in a man’s head, Well, here you are, since you ask. If you speak to me, if I catch you playing cards or auction- ecring @ pool, if wou make yourself oan By Harold McGrath Author of “THE MAN ON THE BOX,” Bte. “If you are happy enough te find & welcome.” He winced, “Yea. Do you {t doen not seam poaatble that 1 Tact ‘u but two short weeks ago? have never given much thought ry this so-called reincarnation; somewhere in the past agen t knew ou; only « “Only what? * “only, marry the other fellow.” She stopped at the rail. “Who knows?" xho replied ruminatingty, al Tam not going to marry jm. “Don't you love him? . « Lbeg your pardon, Misa Chetwood!** ire excused.’ “L still need some training. I have Beon alone eo mucn that I haven't got over the trick cf speaking my with me.” “I used to learn whole pages from stories and recite them to the trees or to the parrot. It kept me from go- ing mad, I believe.’ “And how ta Rajah?" “Ugly as ever.” “Are you going to take him with yout" “Wherever I go. Looks silly, doesn't It, for @ man of my biz to tote around ® parrot cage? Hut I don’t vare what people think, TAfe is too short. It’s what you think of yourself that realty counts.” “That is one of the rules I have laid down for mysoif. If only we all might go through life with that idea! Thero ‘t be any gossip or obnoxious to ‘any of the passengers, tl I promise to give you the finest thrashing you ever had the moment reach Penang. If you don’t go T'll do it in Singapore. ie myself clear?” “That's aquare enough, Paul,” said the gambler resignedly. There wasn't much money on board these two-by-four boats, anyhow, #0 he wasn't losing much. Warrington leaned forward, “Paul? You said Paul?” “Why, y wonderingly. “Better igo." “AML right. mattress, up like Paul? Craig returned to hin ow, what made him curl because 1 called him He dug a hole in his o sleep, murmured Warrington, lie stared down at the flashes of phosphorescence, blindly, The man had called him Paul, After ten years to learn the damnable treachery of it! Suddenly he clenched his hand end etruck the rail, He would go back. All his loyalty, all his chivairy, had gone for naught. This low rascal had called him Paul, CHAPTER IX. Two Short Weeks. HEN Elsa stepped out of the companionway the next morning sho winced and shut her eyes, The whole arc of heaven seemed hung with fire- opals, east, w north and south, whichever way she looked, there was dazzling iridescence, She began her usual walk, and in passing tho smoke-room door on tho ge port side she met Warrington coming out, How di sot his eyes were! He was about to go on, but she looked straight into hin %. and he stopped, d held out her hand, ye you were going to Then you haven't given me up? mind what I have or have not done, Walk with me, I am going to talk plainly to you. If what I say {4 distasteful don't hesitate to Interrupt mo. You interest me, partly because you act like a boy, partly because you are a man,” 1 haven't any manners.” hey need shaking up and read- T have just been musing over markable thing, that no two ts are alike, Even the most ac curate machinery can not produce two nails without variation, So It is with humans, You look #0 like the man T know back home that tt is im- possible not to ponder ever you.” She amiled into his face. “Why should nature produce two persons who are mistaken for each other, and yet give them two souls, two intellects, totally different?” man who no doubt tt looks like mo—T affects: you oddly— ably lives in ¢ never knew a buffet meant, never knew What a care was, has everything he wants; in fact, a gentleman of yo own class, whose likes and distikas are cut from the same pattern as your own, Well, that is as it should A woman such as you are ought ry an equal, a man whore mind nners are titted to the high » hold’ in your affection and world. How many man each are and , y vanity hurt, [had th ce that ap pealed to your Interest What makes ou trust ime?” bluntly; and) he stopped as he asked the question, Why, [don't know,” bi. ly. In- stantly she ree: V herself. “Dut walked on, and her atric and try- it pre ka Tye Hat very. thing wh Lave neleheart vou and Doubleface’ Yes. But w our discussion “None that ¥ >». His bearing has tt upon tongue had ne u sure? "Or this, that [shall never under- Bland worn Do not try te," she advined Haw che may. live vest hihny Villa iply 4 there, ot the on had the know the ning than oranges levanithy i so 10 Thaly onee more But first 1 goin home." He was not aware imness that en- tered his y made this state- ment “Tam glad.” she said, that is the one place,’ in “After all, tit was my- ° “Some day I am going to tell you why Le have lived over here all these years,” 1 shouldn't, not if it hurts you.” “On tho contrary, there's a kind of happiness in unburdening one's con- science. I called that day In Rangoon for the express purpose of telling you everything, but Peouta 't in the pres- ence of a third person.” do not demand it” ‘But it's a duty I owe to myself,” he insisted gravely, ‘“Heatdes, it Is not impossible that you may hear the tale from other lips; and I rather pro- fer to tell it myself.” “Hut always remember that I haven't asked you.” “Are you afratd to hear it?” What I am trying to convince you with is the fact that I trust you, and that I give you my friendship without reservation: hand on hers etrongly. bless you for that!" ‘Would you like to sit next to me at Het eagerly. Wy it A, i Martha, change her chair for yours. Do you speak Italian?” “Hnough for ordinary conversa- tion, It js a long time since I have spoken the tongue.” “Then let us talk ft as much as possible at the table, if only to annoy those around us." Ho laughed, “I was educated T Romo," she added, ' Craig had been eyeing the two evilly, Set the wind in that direc- tion? An idea found soil in his mind and grew. He would put a kink, as he vulgarly expressed it, into that affair, He himeelf wasn't good enough for her, The little cat should . Warring night before | b Inevitable without medi- of a round- it character, # would in- his physical safety. The man could no@play fair; there was nothing either in hia heart or in his mind upon which square play could find foothold, ‘There waa noth- ing loyal or generous or worthy in the man.” ‘There ts gomething admir- able in a great rascal; but a sordid ne in a pitiful thing. Craig entered the smokeroom and ordered a peg. At luncheon he saw them sitting to- gether, and smothered a grin, Couldn't, play cards, or engineer a pool, eh? All right, ‘There were oth- er amusomenta, That afternoon Martha chanced to si: down In @ vacant chair, just out of the range of tae cricketers, She lolled back and idly watched the bats- n, And then she heard voices, “She ts Elsa Chetwoo ber seeing her pictures. clety girl, vs thing of Martha’s ears tingled. A snob, tn- deed, because sho minded principally think: because they belong to thy exclusive sets they can break many laws of con tion as the plouse. Well, they can't. ‘There's al- w some ‘scandal in the papers bout them. ‘There was some rumor of her being engaged to the Duke of What's-his-name, bat it fell through because she wouldn't settle a fortune on him, Only sensible thing she ever did, probably.” “And did you notice who, sat next to her at luncheon A gentleman with a past, Mr, Cralg Is me.” T dare say Past, too, If on Uke th Mins Chetwood has a ) but knew, ‘To travel ne for dinner Elsa dis- note on the floor of her The writing was unfamiliar, She opened it and first sought the sig nature, Slowly her cheeks reddened and her lips twisted fn disdain, She did not read the note, but the natural keenness of her eye caught the name of Warrington. She tore the letter Into scraps which she tossed out the ort hole. What a vile thing the man was! Ho had had the effrontery to sign his name. Ho must be punished, Tt was as at 10 o'clock when she and W n went up to the bow and n the cutwater, Never ha een anything 80 weirdly beautiful as the ribbons of phosphorence which fell away on each ate ide, luminouaty btue Inousty btue end spun dripping with tongues of fame” you weren't going home te ‘ry, “Often, when an hour or ao ot raltet, MD ae and fae tees a tho my for it wi ever & mymery to And I found comfore.” How deep his voice was as Dared to Arthurs! Art! frowned at the ri waa she in two men? by te “4 naa she # pA.-1 to beware of him.” yo “Who introduced him to The anger in his voice was very ote to ber ears. “Who dared to?” acs one. He ieeoduoed Amous bimeett way up to Mandala: bo I bisgoad Re bese ia ey ae it wa: “A hat ata m What your” roughly. ‘alae he eay ay te how everything seems spotled. I am @orry L spoke.” “L shall see that he does not bother you again,” ominously, When Warrington found Craig the ™an was helplessly intoxicated. He lay sprawled upon his mattress, and the kick administered did not = him. Warrington looked down at the g@odden wretch moodily. Craig's Intoxication’ waa fortunate for him, otherwise he would have been roughly handled; for there wae blagk murder in the heart of = broken man standing above Warrington relaxed hia ‘Tonahed hands, This evil-breathing thi: his feet wan the primal cause of ie all—ho and @ man’ wenkness, Of what use hia new- found fortune? Retter for him had ho atayed tn the jungle; better have died there, hugcine his poor del gion, Oh, abyamal fool that? been! - CHAPTER X. The Cut Direct. 'T was after 5 in the morning when the deckhands tried to get Crate to go down to his room. With the dull obstinacy of a drunken man he refused to tir; he was perfectly satisfied to stay where he was, The three brown men stood trresotutely and helplessly around the man. Every one had gone below. The hose was ready to flush *he deck. It did net matter; ho, C#.ig, would not budge. “Leave me alone, you black beg gars!” “But, Sahib,” began one of the Late cars, who spoke English “Don't talk to me. I tell out!” atriking at thelr feet with ewotlen hands. ‘arrington, who had not lain dows at all, but who had wandered about the free decka like some rot asad from The Flying Dutchman, ‘Ware Tington, hearing voices, out of the amoke-room, ' “Get up," he said quietly, Craig blinked up rh him from eat of puffed eyes. “Go to the - aera Fine specimen to order me about.’ “Will you get up peacefully? These men have work to do,” Craig wan blind ta his “What's that to me? Go away, af a you, to the devil, for all I care. get up when I get good and Not before.” rrington picked the hose, testi!” ried the ‘Lasoar in pree ent. “Be till!” ordered Warrington, oe ig, for the last time, will you get P, Warrington turned the deluge of cold salt-water ee) eae Craagy full In the chest, He tried to ret up. but was knocked flat. Then he rolled over on the deck, ol and sputtering, He érewled on his hands and knees until he reached the chair-rail, which he clutched desperately, driwing himeelf up. Tho pitiless stream never swerved, It #macked against the flat of his back like the impact of a hand, or heaven's sake stop it!” orted Craig, half strangled, “Wil you go below? ‘You, yos! ‘Turn it away!" sober enough by now Warrington switched off the his face humorless, though there a sparkle of grim humor in hie sleep. hungry eyes, Crug leaned againet the deck-house, shaking end pamts ne. “I would I could get at your soul as easily.” Warrington threw aside tho hose, and the Lascars sprang upon It, not knowing what the big blond Sahib might do next. Cratg turned, venom on his tongue, He spoke a phrase, In an instant, cold with fury, Warrington had Bim by the throat, (To Re Continued.) u would understand,” € ‘ANOTHER TA RZAN STORY SHE ETERNAL LOVER By Edgar Rice Burroughs Author of “TARZAN A new TAL OF THE APES," Ete, AN atory; the acene laid im the African jungle, The mang thousand admirers of TARZAN will reyoice to meet their old friend 1a this newest and most stirring of Mr. Burroughs’ again Tarsan romances, i “THE ETERNAL LOVER” WILL BEGIN IN % Next Monday’s Evening World OER OOOELLG