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; and white, came some suggested that he was not #0 stout as whon they had last seen him, ten years before, His stay in a foreign land must have done him good. Ono ‘woman went eo far us to tell her daughter that he was far more dis- looking than ahe had ever thought he could become, but _ 1¢ was wonderful what a stay in a foreign Jand would do to improve a Derson. P , The music stole onward; and Slowly, gracefully, like the opening of buds into flowers, the bridal party * inched along up the middle aisle until at-iast ‘the bride in ail the mystery of her white veil arrived, and all tha +-ma@idens in their flowers and many colored gauzes were suitably disposed about her. ‘The foeble old man on whose arm the bride had leaned as she came up alsie dropped out of the proces- ne the : melting into one of, the front Neat ‘and Gordon found himself rs ing beside the bride. He felt sure there must be something wrong about it, and looked at his young guide with an attempt to change places with him, but the man named Jefferson held him in place with @ warning eye. “You're all right. Just stay where you are,” be whispered softly, and Gordon stayed, reflecting on the fashions of weddings, and jad never before taken notice of just how a wedding party came in and stood and got out .-1f he was out of this how glad he be. It seemed one had to be & pretty all-round man to be a mem- of the Sercet Service. ‘organ had hushed its voice to @ort of exultant sobbing, filled with of flowers and joys, an nd tho minister in ‘Yoice both impressive and musical 6 the ceremony. Gordon stood and wondered if that really ‘eyebrow coming down over only @ drop of perepira- Inder cover of the hush bowed heads, Gordon turned desperately toward the bride: @ho-was a-Httle creature, slender very beautiful aml beauty which a deathly only enhanced. Her face was delicately cut and set in a frame of fine dark hair, the whole made most exquisite by the mist of white tulle that breathed Itself about her like + Teal. mist over a flower. But the head dropped, the coral lips had @ look of unutterable sadness + and the and tho tong lashes swept over white sHMle could not take his eyes from eer. now that he had looked. How lovely, and how fitting for the de- lightful youth by bis elde! Now that. Me thought of it, she was like him, ~onty smaller and more delicate, of course. A: sudden fierce, ridiculous feeling of envy filled Gordon's heart. +<. Why couldn't he have known and «loved a girl like that? Why had Julia Bentley been forever in his pathway as the girl laid out for his cholce? + He looked at her with such in tensity that a couple of dear old sis- ters who listened to the prayer with their eyes wide open, whispered ono to the other: "Just seo him look at her! Jiow ho must love her! Wasn't it Beautiful that he should come right from the steamer to the church and never see her till now, for the first . It's so ro- “Yes,” whispered the other, “and T delleve it'll la: He looks at her ci way. Onl I do dislike that way of arranging the hair on his ‘face. Rut then it's foreign, I sup- pese, He'll probably get over it if ‘they stay in this country.” ‘A severe old lady in the seat In front turned a reprimanding chin to- ward them and they subsided, Still Gordon continued to gaze. Then the bride became aware of his‘look, raised her eyes, and—they « Were full of tears! They gave him one reproachful ®lance that shot through his soul like ‘® sword, and her lashes drooped yagain. By some mysterious control * over the law of gravity, the tears remained unshed, and the man’s gaae - wes-turne ‘Aside; but that look had er «. done its mighty work. “Ail .the experiences of the day emushed over him and seemed to cul- omsinate In that one look. It was as Af the reproach of all things had come upon him. fe looked vindictively at the inno- gent youth beside him, as tho soft rustle of the audience and the little breath of relief from the bridal party betokened the next stage in the cere- mony. What had thia innocent look- ing youth done to cause tears in those lovely eyes? Was she marry- ing him against her Will? He was gnly a boy, any way. What right had he to suppose he could care for @ delicate creature like that? He wae making her cry ulready, and ho seemed to be utterly unconscious of it, What could be the matter? Gor- don felt a desire to kick him. The man Jefferson had produced a ving and was nudging him. It ap- peared that the best man had some to play with that ring. But that Jefferson-man stil! held NEXT WEEK : IN THE The E out the dently youth! ‘ed, it it on her finger!” Gordon frowned. Could he be hear- ing aright? Why didn't the fellow put the ring on his own bride? Tho little timid hand, so stender hade nearer as if to help, and the ring finger separated itself from the others. it his part of this very uncomfortable affair was about concluded, when, lo and be- hold! the minister and the. young man by his side both be; fur managed to bring it into position and place in its astonished the ttle timid hand that he bad just crowned with Its ring. As his fingers closed over; the bride’s hand there was such rever- ence, such tenderness in its touch that the girl's eyes were raised once more to his » this time with th compared tears in retreat, but ms the pain and appoal s' there. ed ly he pressed her hand the closer, @® if to promise: aforetime whatever she would ask. Then, with her hand in bis, and with the realization that they two were detached, as it were, from the rest of the wedding rty, standing in a. little AS ‘ak ba 0 1o him, aa in a flash of understanding that {t was they who were being married! ‘What should hoe do? ‘With the question came the word: “I pronounce you husband and wife,” and “let no man put asunder.’ —— CHAPTER IV. HAT had he done? Was it some great unnamed, un- heard-of crime he had un- consciously. committed ? The benediction was being pronounced, and with the last word the organ pealed forth {ts triumphant lay. Tho audience stirred excitedly, anticipating the final view of the wedding procession. ‘The bride turned to take her bou- quet from the mald of honor, and the movement broke the spell under which Gordon had been held. He turned to the young man by his side and spoke hurriedly in a low tone. “An awful mistake has been made,” ‘id. he said, and the organ drowned every thing but, the word “mistake.” “I don't know What to do,” he weat on, Joy: “Not a bit of tt, hoticed that hitch about the ring. -was only a second. Everything went off alfck. You haven't. auything more to do now but take my sister out. Look alive, there! She looks as if he might be going to faint! She hasn't been a bit well all day! Steady her, quick, can't you? She'll stick it out till she gets to the air, but hurry, for goodness’ sake!" Gordon turned in alarm. Already the frail white bride had a claim on him. His first duty was to get hor out of this crowd. Perhaps, after all, she had discovered that he was not the right man, and that was the meaning of her tears and a, Yet she had held her own and a lowed things to go through to the finish, and perhaps he had no right to reveal to the assembled multitudes what sho evidently wanted kept quiet. He must wait till he could ask he He must do as this other man said— this—this brother of hers—who was of course the best man, Oh, fool, and blind!) Why had he not understood at the beginning and got himself out of this fix before it was too late? And what should he do when reached the door? How could he ever ex- plain? He was by this time meandering jerkily down the aisle, attempting to keep time to the music and look the part that she evidently expected him to play, but his eyes wore upon her face, which was whiter now and, if possible, lovelier, than befoi Out into the vacant vestibule, un: der the tented canopy, alone togeth for the moment, he felt her gentle weight grow heavy on his arm, and knew her footsteps were lagging. I Nobody vening It session, sent shivers of anxiety through his frame! Suppose he should be caught, and it taken from him, all on account of this most impossible incident! What scorn, what con- tumely would be his! How could he er explain to his chief? Would anybody living believe that a man in his senses could:.be married to @ stranger before a whole church full of people and not know he was being married until the deed was done—and then not do anything about it after it was done? That was what he was doing now this very. minute. He ought to be explaining something somehow to that poor little cresture in the shadow of the carri: Per- haps in some way it might relieve her sorrow if he did, and yet when he locked at her and tried to speak his mouth was hopelessly closed. He might not tell her anything! He gradually sifted his imm actions down to two necessitie: get his companion to where her friends could ind to make his escape swiftly as possible. Tho car halted suddenly before a brightly lighted mansion, whose tented entrance effectually shut out the gazo of alien eyes, and made tho transit from car to domicile entirely private. There was no vpportunity here to disappear. The sidewalk and road were black with curtlo on- look He stepped from t car first, helped the lady out. bore her heavy bouquet because she looked literally too frail to carry it further herself. In the doorway an old woman, dressed as an upper servant, waylaid him. “Mister George, yo hevn't forgot me, hev ye?" She paused as if expecting an an- ewer. Then she spoke again, “Ah, ye luve her, Mister George, @on't ye?" the nurse questioned. “Yes, I love her,” he was saying, and to his amazement he found that the words were true. This discovery made matters etill more complicated. “Then _ye'll promise me something, Mister George, won't ye?” said the eagerly, her tears having their anxious fact to make feel bad any more? She's cried a lot these last three months, an’ nobody knows but me. She could hide itfrom them all but her old nurse that has loved her so long. But she's been that sorrowful, enough fer a whole lifetime. Promise that ye'll do ‘all in yer power to make her happy al- oon and as stinctively, lest others should gather W4Y®. around them, he almost lifted her and bore her down the carpeted step: through the covered pathway, to the luxurious motor car waiting with open door, and placed her on the cushions. Some one closed the car door and almost immediately they were in motion. “An explanation is due to you"-— he began, without knowing just what ho was going to say, but she put out her hand with a weary protest. “Oh, please don’t!” she pleaded, “T know—the boat was late! It doesn’t matter In the least, He sat back appalled! She did not herself know then that she had married the wrong man! “But you don’t understand,” he . protested, “Never mind,” ehe moaned. want to understand, Nothing gan change things, Only, let me be quiet till we got to the house, or I aie can go through with tho rest Ife said it quietly, y, and sat back with folded arms, After all, what explana- tion could he give her that she would believe? He might not breathe a word of his commission or the mes- sage, What other reason could he give for his extraordinary appear- ance at her wedding and by her side? Tho promise in his voice aremed to give her relief, She breathed a sigh of relief and closed her eyes, Ho must just keep still and have his eyes open for a chance to escape When the carriage reached ta destin ation, The thought of his message, with its terrible significance, safe in his pos- *S.COMPLETE NOVEL * “I will do all in my power to make her happy,” he said, solemnly, as if he were uttering a vow, and wondered how short-lived that power waa to be, CHAPTER V. "1H wedding party had ar- rived In full force now. Car- riages and automobiles were unloading; gay volces and laughter filled tho house. The servants disappeared to thelr places, and the white bride, with only a motioning loc toward Gordon, led the way to the plac» whore they were to stand under an arch of roses, lilies and palms, in a room hung from the ceiling with drooping ferns and white carnations on invisible threads of sil- ver wire, until it all seemed like a fairy dream, There he stood bowing, shaking hands and smirking behind his falso mustache, which threatened every minute to betray him. People told him he was looking well, and congratulated him on his bride, Some sald he was stouter than when he left the country, and some said he was thinner, They asked hin questions about relatives and friends living and dead, and he ran constant risk of getting into hopeless diffic ties. His only safety was in smiling, and saying very ltttle; seeming not to hear some questions, and answer- ing others with another question. It was not so hard after he got started, because there were so many peoplo, AP World Daily Magazine? and they kept coming close upon one another, so no one had much time to talk. Then supper with its formall- tles was got through with isfled appetite. and his hampering mustache, it seemed an endless ordeal. “Jeff,” as they all called him, was everywhere, attending to everything, and he slipped up to the unwilling bridegroom just as he was having to answer a very difficult question about the lateness of his vessel, and the. kind of passage they had exper- fenced in crossing. By this time Gordon had discovered that he was supposed td have been ten years @broad, and his steamer had been late in landing, but Where ho came from.or what he had been doing over there were still to be found out; and it was extremely puzzling to be asked from what port he had sailed, and how he came to be there when he had been supposed to have been in St. Petersburg but the week be- fore? His state of mind was any- thing but enviable. Besides all this, Gordon was just reflecting that the last he had seen of his hat and coat was in the church, What had be- come of them, and how could he go to the station without a hat? Then opportunely “Jeff” arrived. “Your train leaves at ten three,” he said in a low, business-like tone, as if he enjoyed the importance of having made all the arrangements, “I've secured the stateroom as you cabled mo to do, and here are tho tickets and checks. Celia @idn't want any nonsense about their be- ing tied up with white ribbon. She hates all that. Wo've arranged for you to slip out by the fire-escape and down through the back yard of the next neighbor, where a motor, just @ plain, regular one from the station, will be waiting around the corner tn the shadow, “Cella knows where it fs. None of the party will know you are gone until you are well under way. Tho car they think you will take is being elaborately adorned with white at the front door now, but you won't havo any trouble about it. I've fixed everything up. Your coat and hat are out on the firc-escape, and as soon as Cella’s ready I'll show you the way.” Gordon thanked him, There was nothing else to do, but his counte- nance grew blank. Was there, then, to be no escape? Must he actually take another man’s bride with him in order to get away? If only some one were going with them to the station he could slip away with a clear conscience, leav- ing the bride in good hands, but to leave her ‘alone, ill and distressed was out of the question. He had rid himself of a lonely dog and a asuf- fering child, though it gave him anguish to do the deed, but leave this lovely woman for whom he at least appeared to have become re- sponsible he could not until he was sure she would come to no through him. “Don't let anything hinder you! Don’t let anything hinder you!" It appeared that this refrain had not ceased for an instant since it be- gan, but had chimed tte changes through music, ceremony, prayer and mnehow, &! Tue ferealy to have to say goodby the house full of folke this way. she doesn't it, of course, and really it to you, when you paven’t come Lees alone yet, and it's your — “There will the compt im, and felt as if he had per- jured himself. It was not in his ae 2 nad @ serious masquerade 13 nt . So four, instead of two, rode to the station. " my re was little opportunt or eninking, but Gordon made a hasty plan. He decided to get his party all out to the train, and then remem- ber his aernty bt haa had left the si 5 ea obey insist upon goink would want to have this last mi nate together. Then he could get away in the crowd and disappear, coming later for his suitcase per- haps, iA ee @ porter from his in for othe plan worked very well. The brother of course eagerly urged ecrgd he be allowed to go back for the sult- ‘case, but Gordon, with wofl-felgned tfulness. said in @ low tone: “Your sister en you for a . Sack through Bang os 4 a man in evening clo’ §yea him sharply. He fancied he saw blance to one of the men at F table, but he dared ce should if it would be safe to risk going Nonne to the checking window, or he was sure young Jefferson would no longer look for him. Then a band touched bis begesered and a vole that stran; welcom: 2 wirhis way. 1° ‘The checking place is over to the right!” He turned and thero stood Jeffer- son, emiling and panting: ‘ou eee, the Mog 3 hy epee something to say to Cella I saw I was de trop, and thought I better come with you,” he as soon as he could get ee a “Geo, but you can run!” added tho panting youth. “What's the hurry? It's ten whole minutes before the train leaves. I couldn't waste all that time kicking my heels on the plat- form, when I might be enjoying my new brother-in-law’s company. I say. are you really going to live perma- nently,in Chicago? I do wish you'd decide to come back to New York. Mother'll ‘miss Celia no end. I don't know how she's going to stand it. ‘Walking airily by Gordon’s aide, ho talked, apparently not’ noticing the sudden start and look of mingled anxiety and relief that overspread his brother-in-law’s countenance. ‘Then another man walked by them and turning looked in, their faces, Gordon was suro this was the thick- set man from Holman’, He was Ing Gordon keenly. There was a moment's delay at checking counter while the searched for the suitcage, and Gorion was convinced that the man had stopped a few steps away merely for the purpose of watching him. He dared not look around or no- tice the man, but he was sure he followed them back to the train. He felt his presence as clearly as if he had been le to see through the back of his head. But Gordon was cool and collected now. It was as {if the experiences of the last two hours, with their em- barrassing predicaments, had been wiped off the calendar and he wero back at the moment when Li the Holman house. He kn: as if he had watched them follow him that they had discovered his theft—treachery—whatever it ought to be called—and he was being searched for; and because of what was-at stake those men would tre him to death if they could, But ho knew also that his disguise and his companion were for the moment puzzling this sleuth-hound, This. was probably not the only watcher about the station, Thera were detectives, too, perhaps, hired hastily, and all too ready to seiso @ suspect, Thus they entered the train and came to the car where the bride and her mother waited, The mother and Gordon atood for a moment on the vestibule platform, while Jefferson bade his sister good- by and tried to soot! dist at parting from her mother, “He's all right, Celie, indeed he ts, said the young fellow caressin, ing his hand upon his it head, “He's going to ‘ully good to you; he cares @ lot for you, and the jant Are You Going Away for the Summer? anc and only matte out of town for the summer you may find it i to provide yourself with the right sort of reading rr. 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He doesn’t seem to think he's it to nd the rest of his days in Chicago either, He says there might some- thing turn by that would make it org ed ‘im to chapge all his plans, t that mF Celia tried to fon us and smile bey ape her tears, while the man out- aide hr] fe aap gg 4 an en stro! sl Sack to watch Gordon and the elder ‘You will be good to m: Lape oat he heard the woman's voice “Bhe has al and she Gordon put up his hand and lifted his hat ‘htly, guarding as much as possible own face from the view of the man on the etation platform, who was still walking deliberately, considerately, up and down, often passing near enough to hear what they were saying. In this reverent attitude, Gordon said, as though he were uttering a sacred vow: ih guard 7 if she vero= an were—ae if, 1 were—you' then he paused a moment and added solemnly, tenderly—"Mother!" whistle of the train was sounding now and the wore shouting, “All aboard!” Ho | hel; the frail little elderly woman down the steps, and she reached up her face to kise him, He bent and took the caress, the first time that a wor lps had touched his face since he was a little child. “Mother, I will not let anything harm her,” he whispered, and sho ‘My boy, I can trust you!” ‘Then he put hor into the care of her strong young son, swung upon the train as the wheels began to move and hurried back to the bride, On the platform, walking beside t! train, he still saw the man, Goin to the weeping girl, Gordon stooped over her gently, touched her on ti a, perhaps be another stop left the city, where of- y tectives mi train? He ought to be ready to get off and run for his life if there was. ‘There seemed no way but to fee the porter to look after his companion, and leave her, despicable as 1 seomed! Yet his soul of honor told him he could never do that, no mat- ter what was at stake, Then, without warning, a new situ. ation was thrust upon him. The bride, who had been standing with bowed head and with her handker- obief up to her eyes, just as her brother had left her, tottered and fell into his arms, limp and white. In- stantly all his senses were called into action and he forgot the man on the platform, forgot the possible next stop in the city and the explanation had been about to make to the girl; forgot even the importance of his mis- sion and the fact the train he wi toward Chicago instead of Washington; forgot every- thing but the fact that the lovoliest girl ho had ever seen, with the sad- dest look a human fac ht wear, lying apparently lifeless in his arms. Outside the window the man had turned back and was now running ex- citedly along with the train trying platform, not ten yards behind, came tic man with English-looking heavy ly would carry him, But Gordon saw none of them. CHAPTER VI. D IVH hours before, the man who wag hurling himself furiously after the rapidly retreating train had driven calmly through the city from the pier of the White Star line to the apartment of a man whom he had met abroad, and who had offered him the use of it during his absence, ‘Tho roome were in the fourth story of a fine apartment house. The ro- tlsfaction the frroproachable neighborhool as he slowly descended from the car- riage, paid his fee, and entered the door to present his letter of intro- duction to the janitor in charge, ‘His first act was to open the steam- er trunk which he had brought with him in the cab and take therefrom hie wedding garments. These ho carefully arranged on folding hangers and hung in the closet, which was otherwise empty save for a few boxes piled on the high shelf, Then he hastened to the telephone and communicated with his best man, Jefferson Hathaway; told him_ the boat was lato arriving at the dock, but that he was here at last; gave him @ few directions concerning er- rands he would like to have done, and agreed to be at the church a halt hour earlier than the time set for the ceremony, to be shown just what ar- rangements had been made, He hung up the receiver and rang for a brandy and soda to brace him- xelf for the coming ordeal which was to bind to him a woman whom for years he had been trying to get in his power end whom he might have loved if she had not dared to scorn him for the evil that she knew was in him, At last he had found a way to subdue her and bring her with her ample fortune to his feot and he felt the exultation of the conqueror as he Went about his preparations for the pvonink, He made a smug and letaurely totloy with a smile of satisfaction upon his flabby face, Then he went to the closet for his coat. As he stepped into that closet to take down his coat, which hung at the back where the space was widest, the opening at the wrist of his shirt sleeve caught for just an instant in board the vag to the wristband slipped its ho! free alm: the angry twitch ne had made at the slight detention had given the door an impetus which set it silently mov- cou! ing on its binges. isto of George ang always impatient o: tention.) He had scarcely put his hand upon his wedding coat when a soft steel click, followed by utter (it was character- out hi but the catch had It was @ very strong, catch, and it did its work well. The prison he remained there, ham- mering, swearing, shouting, in the stuffy darkness, He felt sure be was dying when at last the janitor came up to the fourth floor on his round of inspection, no- ticed the light flaring from the tran- jom over the door Ce eng by the ranger who had said he was go- ing to leave on a trip almost im- mediately, and went in to investi- gate, The man in the closet lost no time fn making his presence known, and the janitor, cautiously, and with great deliberation, made careful Ger age of the cause and reason for dist and bed let him out, after having re- celv Promise of reward which Rever materialized. The stranger flew to the telephone in frantic haste, called up the house of his affianced bride, shouting wild- ly at the operator for all undue de- lays, and when finally he succeeded in getting some one to the phone it was only to be told that neither Mra. Hathaway nor her son were there. hi Were they at the church? a no,” the servant answered, “they came back from the church long ago. There is a wedding in the house, and @ great many people. They are making so much noise I can't hear. 8 louder, please!” He shouted and raved at the ser- vant, asking futile questions and de- manding information, but the louder thi he raved the less the servant under- stood and finally he hung up the re- ceiver and dashed about the room like an insane creature, tearing off his wilted collar, grabbing at another, Jerking on his fine agat, searching vainly for his cuffs, snatching his hat overcoat, and making down the stairs; breathlessly, regardless the demand of the janitor for the fee of freedom he had been promised. Out in the street he rushed hither and thither blindly in search of some conveyance, found a taxicab at last os and, plunging in, ordered it to go at once to the Hathaway address. Arrived there, he presented an en- livening spectacle to the. ite, who ‘wore still making merry. trousers Were covered with French chalk, his collar had slipped from its confining button in front and curved gracefully about one fat cheek, his high hat was @ crush indeed, having been rammed down to his head in his excitement. he He talked so fast and so loud that full they thought he was crazy and tried to put him out, but he shook his fist anerily in the face of the footman and demanded to know where Miss Hathaway wae? When thoy told him his she was married and gone he tu: livid with wrath and told them that that was impossible, as he was the bridegroom. By this time the guests had gath- ered in curtous groups in the hall and S Lod ware Diese, claim ridegroom they shouted with igbter, thinking this must be some practical joke or else that the man was insane. But one to older gentleman, a friend of the fam- ily, stepped up to the excited visitor and said in a quieting voic at this moment on their way to tak the train, You have come too lat to see her, or lao you have the wron, address and are speaking of some other Miss Hathaway. That is very likely the explanation.” George looked around on the com- then rushed to his taxicab and gave the order for the station, Arriving at tho station, he saw it as within half a minute of the de- parture of the Chicago train, and none knew better than be what time that train had been golng to depart. Had he not given minute directior regarding the arrangements to his future brother-in-law? What did it all mean anyway? Hed Cella man aged somehow to carry out the we: ding without him to hide her morti- fication at his npm-appearance? Or had she run away? Ho was too ex- cited to use his reason. He could merely urge his heavy bulk onward toward the fast fleeting in; and dashed up the platform, overcoat streaming from his arm, coat-talls flying, hat crushed down upon his head, his fat, bechalked legs rumbling heavily after him. He passed Jefforson and his mother, watching tearfully, lingeringly, tho retreating train, Jefferson laughed at the funny spectacle, but the mother did not notice and only sald absently: “I think he'll be good to her, don’t you, Jeff? He has nice eyes. I don't remember that his eyes used to seem so pleasant, and so—deferential.” Then they turned to go back to their car, and the train moved faster and faster out of the station, It would promently rush away out into the night, leaving the two pursuers to face each other, baffled. Hoth realized this at the same In. stant and the short, thick-set man with sudden decision turned again and plunging along with the train caught at the rail and swung himself with dangerous precipitation to the rm of the last car with a Looking antic effort sprint forward, trying to do the same thing, and failing in the attempt, sprawl! fat on the platforr to the inte: of trainmen standing near. George Hayne, having thus come to @ full stop in his headlong career, lay prostrate for 4 moment, stunned and shaken; then gathered himself up slowly and stood gazing after the departing train. After all, if he had ned to scream and hide his id when he sounded smal! 8re you did to m caught It what could he one? i. was incredible that ars could e bridegroom and fores bride to return with him be ried over again? Yes, but havo been a trifle awi and ho had # riedlille gone. She would marry ¥ for this lly a hi lo Ufted a shaking hand tion toward the train which by time was vanishing into the Opening at tha end of the, station, where signal lights like red berries festooned themselves in af arch against the blackness, and the of the last car paled and like a forgotten dream, owl; rd, di crestfallen: in fa several isolated downfallen over his forehead, his col. lar wilted, bia clothes smeared with chalk and dust, his overcoat forlornly behind him. He was to decide what to do nex! ing the torment of a when a Y i f in the flesh wore the eyes who had haunted him yery eyes grown youn, with more than reproac! piercing him with the retribution. They sald, jose eyes in the closet but a brief hour before; “Your time is over, fate ott jee ! 5 i sill if rit ae: FH i that” struc he weak Cy he be coming down ith tremens? That brandy nrust- been unusually strong to ha #0 lon, ‘Thea & woa! but soul, and ih iff of i the voice, “and I want you for tr Mage nos Tt te time you bald your . You were of his humiliation and ‘ent been watching for you for years. 7 the matiee £6 your ro jo paper, ai rr} was for this I entered the service, Come with me. ‘With a cry of horror George Hayne wrenched away from his captor and turned to flee, but instantly three re- volverd were levelled at bim, and he found that two policemen in brass buttons were stationed behind him, and the crowd closed in about him. Wherever he turned it was to look. into the barrel of a » and there ‘was no esape in any direction. ‘They led him away to the patrot wagon, the erstwhile bridegroom, and in place of the Jpamerelate linen he had penrened 89 Ay itt ely or oat apartment put upon his cuffs of iron. The put bim in a cell and left him with eyes of the old man for compauy and the haunting Hkeness of his » voice filling him with frensy. ‘The unquenchable came upon him and be be; for brandy and soda, but none to siake his thirst, for he had oe} Tossed. the great gulf and justice at last bed bim in her grasp. CHAPTER Vil. /EANTIME the man on the steps of the last car ef the Chicago Limited was hav~ ing his doubts about wheth- er he ought to have boarded that train. He realised that the gat traveller who was hurling bimeelf after the train had stirred in him a sudden impulse which had been only half formed before and he had obeyed, ft, Perhaps he was following a wrong scent and would lose the reward which he knew was his if he brought the thief of the code writing, dead or alive, to his employer, He was halt inclined to jump off again now before it was too late; but looking down he saw they were already speeding over network of tracks, and traing were flying by in every direction, By the’ time they were out of this the speed would be too great for him to attempe «# jump, It was even now rit he was heavy for athletics, He do it at once if he did it at all, (To Be Continued.)