The evening world. Newspaper, March 4, 1916, Page 9

“The Red Circle,” repeated Borden dully. “Jt is still there, on my hand, always there. And it has marked one member in every generation of my family. The person marked by it has always been a The ‘Decoration of the Curse of Heaven,’ I have heard it called!” : : criminal. Noveltzed from the Pathe Photo Play of the Same Name by Will M. Ritchey, (Copyright, 1918, by Albert Payson Terhune.) SYNOPSIS OF PRE master crook, ie marked with an (fregular red circle on tae back of hie band. Circle bas appeanst on the hand ot one member of efery generation in the Borden family Always denoted « criminal, Max Lamar death the Hel Circle has bern seen on the hand of « woman thief, June Travis, a beautiful qhom Lamar admires, has mcently discovered this circle om the back of her own right hand. She the secret to her olf ourse, Mary, who ie horrified at hearing of {t, and who confesses that June, driven on by the apell of the Red Cimle, commits several of then for the benefit of the poor or ill treated, Among those she befriends ‘unjustly accused of embexzlement, ‘“‘Saiing Sam" Eagan, @ He uses this knowledge to blackmail ber into giving ih H i ertmes, trut all Gordon, # lawyer. 9 that June us Ton Geeitor when the police are i i i n, hidden In the at of his grimy He had seon the Red Circle on her hand. He was crafty enough to know how fearful a hold over the girl this ‘secret gave June could suspense no pt and crossed the room toward the you going, bNot No!" wailed “There is danger But I'm not & the very worst.” June had takon off her hat ghe spoke she was from her hands. glove came off first right glove was . wearer noted the pulsing Red Circle nstinctively she drew half removed, on her hand the glove over it Meantime Mary had flung he: between June and the door, exelatm- ing in horrer: He--he might kill you! echoed Jun almost wish the easiest wretched puzzle more than a wise ian would light 4 yn-dollar bills. 4 be of no use to him tune to hii But, my prec!ous"—— “The Red Cir hand this minute, But he won't And he knows is throbbing on # rrupted June, And yot { have no mischief or tation of Jim craving fo: made htm want his enemics *finatead of s A Wasted Plea, ed Mary gent! to one side the valiant equal battic keep him from auyone can.” up the un- Already thy girl waa hurry) Mary scurri elong at her heel hey reached the doorwa the narrow them to prevent sound of the anyone be! dimly seen piles of ing boxes and inks and pack- around the dismal uttered room. a sigh of re @harply nervous intake of breath, as shadows of moth-eaten head cautious! in his comforta ame into view » stairs, and he had peeped out to seo who the intrud- ers might be. grinned pleasantly, got himself and slouched forward to meet up, stretched I'd ‘a’ spruced up a bit te I'd known e drayma or gallery plays or high- Tgh}" shuddered Mary pulsion as in sharp re~ “Same to you, old dame, and DING CHAPTERS a young “crime specialist," learm thet after CHAPTER XIU. Like a Rat in a Trap. was musing in miserable uncertainty over tho problem of June's guilt or innocence by a problem quite as disheartening and far more pertlous. f "Smiling Sam" Eagan’s presence in the ‘Travis house, and June realized all {t might mean to her, The reroom, held her fate, her liberty, in the hollow . June herself was confronted of ‘em,” answered Sam, “and while we're on the subject of victuals—" Veiled Threat. “I didn't say one word about vie- ! snapped Mary vo?" grunted Sam. “Weil, I'm goin’ to, That snack you smuggled up here to me awhile ago may be enough to fill Up @ s'clety girl or @ canary, but it wasn't hardly more'n an appetizer for me. Rustle the rest of the meal up here as quick as you can, I'm gettin hungry again. And whea I'm hungry I want to eat. That's what I get hun- ery for, And, while you're about it, just catch me a pint flask of the Stuf ‘That Killed Father, at the same time That's the French for booze. Get me’ “*Scuse me, miss," he broke off, turning to June, “I was so busy givin’ orders to my dopy old house- keeper here that I didn’t hardly no- tice you. Sit down, won't you? I'm sorry the place is so dusty and cock- roachy, It's all old Mary‘s fault. If it wasn’t that she’s been tn our fam'‘ly for more’n eighty years, I'd sure have to fire her, She's an old doodlewit. She don’t feed me enough, nor"—— “You miserable! sputtered Mary, in fury; but June cut her short tt “Sam,” said the girl, facing the grinning fugitive, “I've come here to have you help me. “Help you?” repeated Eagan, pus- zed. aving here." thing’ doing, aweete. lease implored June, again checking Mary's wrathful effort to in- terrupt. “Please go! Please don't en- danger mo by staying here. At any moment my mother may find you're hidden in our house. Yame or one of © other servants may tell her, 8 up to you," philosophically d Sam. “That's your share of the game, Miss ‘Travia, I can't look out for everything.” “I did all I could for you when you came out of prison, penniless and an outeast,” went on June, ignoring his filppancy. “I gave you help, I gave you mor 1 found work for you, I tried to make up to you for what you had suffered and to put you your feet again, I didn't ask any re- ward; not even your gratitude, But now that I'm in such dire peril, won't you please help me by going away and ving me from the danger of your presence here? Every minute ou stay in this house is a menace to me. Oh, please go!” he said argumentatively, and ‘ing at her, “Go where? To ul? ‘That's where they'll stick me I leave here before this row blows over, And even this dusty old hole nil Mary's portion foml are a vhole lot better'n the pen." “Tat creep out at night" “And be nabbed at daybres hanks, 0 No, But TL give you enough money “You eure will, iniss ll see to that, But not ull it's safe to sneak out, I'm laying low, just now, And vou're goin’ to help me do it." “ut don't you see what it means o me? pleaded June, “You can't stay hidden here indefinitely, if my mother should happen to come up to the attle or*—— ‘If she does," interposed Sam, al- most solemnly, “so much the worse for her. "Oh!" erfed June in horror “Listen here," went on Kagan, a note of rough authority in bis voice, Let's you and me come to a show- down, It ain't a Ume for mteeto- fulutin’ tall, Come down to cases. You're goin’ to keep on hidin’ me here and feedin' me and protectin’ me, an’ when I get out you're goin’ to keep me on Easy Street. Not be- cause you want to, use you'vo got to. Because if you don't, you know I can tell a whole lot of Int’restin’ things about Circle Jim Borden's crook daughter.” “You Beast!” “You beast!” flamed June, ‘You beast!” ‘Cut out the snappy stuff!" ordered Sam. “Treat me easy and you'll find me ensy to treat. ‘That's al ways been my way. But come any rough business with me, and you'l always find me on hand with n bucketful of trouble. Remember that So don't cail names any more. Huh!” he rumbled in contempt. “You're a swell one to bé talkin’ to me as if I wasn't as good as you. Why, you and me is in the same pew. If you think we ain't, just take a look at that!" An he spoke he caught her by the right wrist and tore away the loose- hanging glove from the back of her hand. The Red Circle blazed into view. June tore herself free from his grasp, just as Mary sprang forward to rescue ber darling from the man Both women broke into a fiere speech. But Eagan's doep voice easily dominated and drowned their words of anger. “1 stay right hero, my lady,” he an- nounced loudly, “And you'll see I'm well took care of. Lf you don't—or if you try to double-cross me, every- body is goin’ to know that you're “You ARE CIRCLE JIM DAUGHTER! Cirele Jim Bord that?” “You—you horrible old grin ssy C shriled Mary, “I've sven twenty pictures of Judas Iscariot and no two of them ever looked alike. Mut every aingle ono of them looked just exactly like you! And if you lay your filthy paw on my buby again oF speak one other word to her, I'll claw Doth your slimy eyes out With a thunderclasp oath of ran Sum strode toward the daunuess | old woman, His foot struck as an old-fashioned batrack which was minus one leg and was propped ais, the wall Down, with a resounding crash, fell the peavy rack, disiodgimg in its tui blo a packing box und & vrackeltul of crockery. The ‘uttic re-echoed deafen with the din of the universal dow stil, June and Mary ciutched at each other in quick panic. At the sane moment the door at foot of the attic stairs was hew open, Mrs. Travis's voice cailed “Who ia up there? 1s at yous ‘8 daughter, Get Yama Jane's Heht laugh broke in query, Seizing Mary by th the girl ran to the head of th id began to descend them, dra terrified nurse along wila her Of the Track. “4's only Mary and 1," Bae called goyly. “We were rummaging up her for some lace 1 thought I left in &® trunk, But it isn't there, And, Jus As We were starting down f hitagunst en old hatrack of grandpapa's and Knocked it over, Did it scare you? Vin sorry.” While she talked she reached the bottom of the stairway, Relewsing Mury’s hand, she threw one arm about Mrs. Travis's shoulders and whisked her away to Jook at some pictur a of ® new car she said she had set ber heart on . eo 8 © © 8 riding Next morning June put on habit, ordered her saddle horse brought to tho door jn half an hour, and then shut herself in her own den. king from a drawer the dig packet of banknotes sho had stolen from Farwell’ safe, she counted them wetully. Then she sat down at her typewriter and pounded out a halt dozen lines, Addressing a large en- velope, she put the typed sheet into it and stuffed the sheaf of banknotes in there too, Sealing the envelope, ube thrust it into the inside pocket of her riding coat and ran downstairs, June turned her horse's head toward the section of the city where stood the Farwell corporation's factory, It was not a savory neighborhood, at best. Aud this morning it was evep THE EVENING WORLD, SATUKDAY, MARON'S A Mystery Romance of Heredity lows peaceful bulk of the Farwell employees gathered in the big yard of the fac tory holding an impromptu tndign. For the stupidly written ade ‘Hor the employees of the Farwell YI Silas Farwell’s failure word about sharing with his men profits of the concern was the them of their spokesman’s bar: “co-operative received with sticking halfway out of the torn en profits” plan had bec shaking with wonder read tho few typed lines it contained cept and distribute AS part payment of your accu had been their first hint that might not keep his word. days had passed, and there A cheer from Wherefore the earlier discor in on his readin tierged into the pres enthusiastically, Krom the bullding’s entrances Far- handful of b going to apologiz ough what was up. And he scowled spokesman’s for insulting him, A right to punch mé npeech came to bh as he was about Farwell saw the spokesman and two of his audience detach them. the group and walk He understood the object His right hand alipped of his coat, Fround floor office ‘orlooking the yard, glanced out of the open window just the crowd start toward th hand went to his pistol butt. welves from and his fingers closed about the cold butt of a pistol that rested there. drew near, r, they halted, glanced at one another, and then stepped up to him; taking’ off their hats as they ance changed to one of bewilderment. This mob of avengers was behaving most strangely! ing along, laughing caps and shaking nen were dane- and waving their Ia with one an= their employ began the spokes- aring his voice as "Mr. Farwell, we are a dele- The Mob's Advance, Just then the caught sight the open window, A roar went up. man, nervously, c standing in chosen to ask you if make good on your p profits with us. “No,” said Farwell, coolly, ‘I don't I explained that in the notice 1 had mise to share shouted the sp The three che thundrous rest “yree cheers for our white boss Hied another workman. gain the throng cheered, rap- the Janitor tack up on the workroom “What do you mean to d front of the window, shoving forward spokesman, intent, his left fist cau ewritten letter b man sera His two com he sprang like anions at his side And 1 want to ap to you for" ir rush, alm: as the factory There was an instant assailants bl black pistol nked irresolutely 0 back to your work, well, breaking the momen his voice as cold as stesl and as deal got no furthe: Heneath the mor their employer the trie lo ishly at each other; th turned and shuffled Farwell dropped th his pocket Way to his own office. pistol back In mast {WO MInULeS ABO ‘The rest of the ed eagerly around them eral blocks away “It's no use, “I asked hi Something white air, striking him across the then falling to the ground at h reported the had a fleeting kK, riding away that divided the & girl on hor: the board fer from the str you," said one of ‘The spokesman had stooped and was picking up the wi atruck him, others pressing clos r the purpo A Stern Chase. the opposite ted policeman, tore open one end of t Out fell a packase from the crowd. ing the money e-oMeer by the arin THE THIRTEENTH CHAPTER OF “THE RED CIRCLE” WILL BE PUBLISHED SATURDAY: MARCH 11, 1916 © @ woman ride past here a few moments ago?” he de- anded, Why, yes.” returned the patrol. man, wondering at his Intertocutor’s excitement, "I did 1 didn’t take much notice of her, except that she ide mighty well, She'd gotten past ine before TF saw her. fa" She has robbed me," interrupted Farwell, “Catch her! Sho turned to the left at the third corner, She's riding slowly, You can catch up His last words were drowned In the clatter of hoofbeats ns the policeman put his horse to a gallop. His horse rounded the corner three blocks above, scarce slackening his mighty strid At @ distance of sev- J hundred yards ahead the rider saw June Jogging along in leisurely fashion, And he bore down upon ber. The girl, as sho trotted homeward, heard behind her the hurrying hoot- beats of a horse hard-ridden, s) glanced back, And she understood, Her lazy steed Was startled into a wild plunge by a welt from the riding crop across his flank, And the race was on. The girl wae far lighter than the man who pursued her, And she was @ practised rider. Hut her horse, a showy mount and well-gatted, was not a rac Despite the difference in weights, the policeman gained ground, The pursuer was acarce a quarte block behind. In another few min- utes, at most, he would overhaul her There Was also the danger that some other mounted officer, coming from opposite direction, might cut off her retreat To her right, only a block away, ran the park. If she could gain that in safety, she might perhaps be able to give her pursuer the slip some- siven with a where in its winding bridle path, She heard the man © “Halt In the name of the law!” and again, “Halt, or TM fire! She laughed flercely in reply; her nerves athrill with the intoxication f the chase, And, wheeling with langerous sharpness, she turned to the right, into the street that led to the park! — ‘The policeman was too sane » tke the turn with the same nod speed, and she gained a fow yards by the perilous ruse Hut, as she dashed into the park, she heard him close behind. So near Hid he press that she dared not risk fall by guiding her mount sideways ito any of the bridle paths they vuindered past A quarter mile farther on she could © the outstretched bay head at her knew, ‘he vay erept farther and fare head, now @ biue arm shot forth, aa And the policeman snatched at her bridle driven on by an impulse amaz- y foreign to her gentle nature, whirled about in the saddle, and with her riding crop she slashed the officer full athwart his red face 1 Girl's Battle. ‘ With all her might she smote, blow fro vf him A second and a third blow slashed stingingly upon the face he vainly » shicid with his upraised arm Under the hot pain and surprise of he assault, he lurched in his saddle; unconsciously jerking his bridle-hand to one side, At the gesture his bridl wise horse yeored suddenly to the right. The = rider unprepared for this lightning-quick shift of his mount's stride, lost hit seat and was pitehed ioudlong into the driveway, where he lay half stunned. On raced June, unpursued, Glane ing back, she saw the prostrate man nove a little, ‘ving to get to hia feet A aleh of re f escaped her lips at learning he was not dead ing speed, she turned {nto a and thene her way by ftous roy * park en The 1 the crop caught the palice y acroas the eyes, half blind- thoush sypath, tr e nearest her home, As sh rode reaction in Sho looked hack at the avents of the pant hour as at the deeds of some stranger coda whose very memory now filled her with horror, realized ‘that ber horse was r and sweat, To jury, she rode to the stable back way, dismounted there and the horse with a wondering Then, on foot, she turned her steps TAVIS house—whera Fate Iting for her, Decidedly day of shocks. . . . . . oo. Jus Lamar had done little sleeping { much heartsick thinking during By Albert Payson Terhune The Newest PATHE Picture, Now Being Presented at Leading Motion Picture Theatres of Greater New York POOPDODOODGOOOGOOIGIGODOODGOIDODODOOOIOEIOISGSSGIOSOSAS, loathe the things The glow on the back of the past twenty-four hours, And now, At last, he had nerved himself to mako the test he had planned—the test which, he believed, would prove to him, onee and for all, June's guilt or innocence, With shrinking heart, but with firm step, he approached the Travis house. And at the same moment, Yama, the Jap butler, was privily conveying “Smiling Sam" Eagan’s late break- fast to the attic. Mary had arranged the breakfast tray, with an almost, unconquerable earning to put atrye hnla or powdered giasa into the She femembered Sam's demand for “a flask of the Stuff that Killed Father.” And, dreading to disobey, she put on the breakfast tray a bot- tle of leht wine-the nearest a proach to Sam's coveted whiskey which the house just then contained, “L hope every drop of it strangles him to death!” was her kindly wish as she handed the tray to Yama. ‘The Jap butler tremblingly bore the repast to the attic, Mor some occult reason Sam loved to torment and frighten the dapper little butler. And Yaina's visits to the hiding place were moments of terror to the poor little yellow man, ‘To-day was no exception. He set the tray down in front of Sam and sturted to pour out a glass of wine for him. But Yama's hand shook pitt- fully, from sheer fright. A spoonful of wine fell on Sam's knee, With a truly terrifying grow! Kagan hatched up the carving Knife he still varied in his belt and rushed at the ay), “Lm going to cut my montcker on you measly heart!” he snarled, Yura did not pause to see if the t would be fulfilled, Dropping everything, he fled. Down the attic stairs he bounded, re steps ata Jump. At every inch of the way he expected to feel the cruel knife-point #ink Into his back. Downward he sped, fully believing fam was close behind him all the wa wean returned the knife to its place, chuckling amusedly at the seare he had given the butler, Then he picked up the bottle of wine and tried to read its label, The Face at the Pane. But the light was dim and his eyes ere nearsighted. He went over to the window to get a better view of tho label. Close to the pane he stood for an instant, curiously and labor- iously spelling out the name, And, in that instant, Max Lamar, turning in at the front walk, chanced to look up—and saw him, Jamar halted and stared upward more keenly. But Sam had moved #way from the window. Max, with the excitement of a hound on the scent, bounded up the veranda steps, At the top he collided violently with a litte figure that shot out of the front door. It was Yama, still in filght from Sain's tmaginary pursutt, What's up?” demanded Max. i Yama stared, speechless and gaap- ne “What's the matter?” repeated La- mar, “Did you see him, too? Were you going for the police?" “Saw—saw nobody!” babbled the Jap; stil remembering Sam's threat of what he would do should Yama be- tray his hiding place. “Saw nobody. joing for a little walk, 1"-— Going for & little bhundred-yard dash, you mean,” corrected the per- plesed Lamar, “Let me in there, I've Just seen" —- “Why, Mr, Lamar!" exclaimed « voice from the foot of the steps. Max turned, to see Jun riding dress, clop in hand, mounting the ve anda toward him, “Misa ‘Travis! he said, hurriedly, ‘T caught @ glinpse of @ man I'm al- most sure Was Sain Eagan.” “Really?” asked June, her heart beating at. “How interesting! Whereabouts?" “In that topmost window of your house. ‘he attic window, [ suppose. He waa’ —— “What nvnsen. © laughed, uw vously. “How could possibly 1 must go and look for bin," tn sisted Liinar. “Phat 4s, if you'll let je. He probably remembered your duess to hin’ in other days, and sucaked in hore to try to persuade you help him, Let me go in, please,” In the library doorway they met irs, ‘Travis, She came forward, rdially, to greet Lamar, The crime pecutlist Cut short her salutations by aying, brusay Mrs. Travia, 1 have reason to think a eriminal i ng in this house Snmuling Sam’ Kagan, the crook 1 told you about, down at Surfton, May L search for him?" “Why, certainly,” assented the star. tled old lady, “Butoh, Ido hope you are mistaken, Mr. Lamar! I can't b Futile Search, Max iu ulrwidy started up tho stwirs, June, dreading lo go with hin yet dreading fur more to remain tn sus mw, followed, Mary, who had been crossing the lower hall aa Lamar entered, hurried after her The search of the next floor was merely perfunctory, Max would have fone straught to the atthe had not Jun with an affectation of caution, begged him to search the lower rooms first “He'a not down here rime #8 jalist at last, in growing: impatience. “I'm going to try the at- ue. How do I get to it? ile wis standing close to the door- way as he spoke, the doorway lead- ing to the att. irs, And his atror voice carried every word to the fugi- Ive above At the sound Hagan atarted to his foet, knife in hand This attle wis no place to be cornered Ike @ rat in atrap, If he ¢ wet downstatra, a knife-thruat in L nur's body might leave the way free for him to escape ta the strect Yes, and that same knife-thrust might sence Lamar fore ( declared the ‘When I am myself,’ sobbed June, “I Red Circle makes me do. But when the circle begins to throb and my hand, something scourges me on from one mad crime to another ;—some power I can't control.’’ ever. If so he had no fear of the household's women biabbing as tv who had done the murder, They would not dare in flat, Eagan tiptoed down rm. With his free hand he the door a little way and peeped out into the upper hall. amar had just moved from that very door, and was standing with his back to him, only a few feet away looking about for the entrance to the attic stairs. But June saw the door open. Sti saw the broad, hideous face, the tight gripped kn She saw Sam crouc for a spring. Sho saw him, knife raised, launch himself at the unsus pecting Lamar. Then, as the man stabbed, June awoke from her daze of horrified in action, With a rcream she seized Lamar, and by main force hurled him to one side and half way around The knife thrust missed its mark by the fraction of an inch. Lamar whirling, caught sieht of his foe, Bagan's arm went back to stab again Max grappled him. Rack and forth across the hall the two men swayed and lurched In thelr flerce wrestle, The shoulder of one of the two close-locked bodies struck against the attic door, slamming } shut. Chairs were overturned, ond the hallway became a bedlam of noise and fury. Sam managed to wrench his knife hand free. He lunged murderously at Lamar‘s throat, Max was tuo Inte to guard the blow. But he shifted his lithe body to one side, The blade flashed past it and was buried, half to the hilt, in the wood of the door A Fight to the Death. Sam, with his left hand, sought t fight off his enemy, while with his right he tugged waldly to tear the knife free from the wood, ‘The blute broke tn half. Dropping the hilt, Sam turned his full attention te the’ task of crushing his opponent with his bare hands. Max merely defended himself as best he could. His right hand trying to get at the pistol in the hip pocket. But Sam saw the move and fought to prevent It Nevertheless, still struggtiog te keep his foothold against his heavier antagonist, Lamar managed, inch by inch, to work his own hand back t the pistol, At last le was able t draw it But as he did so Sam seized the crime specialist's right wrist with both his own huge hands, and exert- ing all his brute strength and wetght, twisted Max's hand outward and up ward, No human power could withstand that pressure, so suddenly and skil fully exerted, The pistol ieaped from Lainar’s opened fingers and fell to the floor. Mrs. Travis at first sound of the battle had come running up the stairs m the Mbrary in terror, At the second floor landing she say the two combatants reeling to and fro in @ death grapple, white Mary and June looked on in fascinated horror, Without an instant's ay Mra ‘Travia darted into the nearest room, snatched up a and sum- moned Police Headquarters It took her some moments to get the connection b ause Police Headquar. ters “Central” v just then listening to a patrolman’s thrilling account of the way Attorney Charles Gordon had come to the Chief of Police a little while before and given himself up t Justice—laughing as he did so. But presently Mrs. Travia was switched from Headquarters to the precinct station phone. And In less than a minute two policemen were o} thoir way to the Travis house. ntime the fight in the hall hi ed a Hew and more vital stage a skirmish for possession of the faller pistol. Netther man dared loose his «rip on the other. Yet @ach ma- nocuvred desperately to get hold of the wen n that lay at their feet It was Sum Eagan who at last seized the pistol. Despite his enemy's efforts he gradually worked its muzzle to ward Lamar's writhing body The muzzle at last touched Max's wide Sam's floger tightened nthe trigger. In the me moment the pie tol spun out of his hand, exploding harailessly, the heavy-caiibre. bulie burying ttself In the woodwork of the wainscoting. June had seen the newest pert! of the man she loved, and with her rid op had struck his would-be murderer vVily across the knuckles. Sam whirte about to face her. As he did so Lamar snatched up a heavy vase from a pedestal and brought [+ down with all his remaining for upon Eagan's head ‘Smiling Sam" dropped to the flo Nke a stricken bull, lying there, stunned and helpless ainid the wreck age of the smashed vase and of the hallway furnishings, Max bent over him and snapped pair of handcuffs on the sensel manta thick wrist, Then, weak dizzy and panting, Lamar rose aguin 8 fevt, swaying as he tried tu nd upright “He must have broken in here las night,” he gaxped, "Miss Travis, owe you my life, 1 “Your hand is cut!" cried June “See, it's bleeding! Let me bind tt up op you." ‘The tramp of t sounded on the stairs below them, The two police men, escorted by the chattering and shuddering Yama, ascended to tho upper hallway, At a word from La mar they picked up the unconscious isan and lugged him away between them Max, still reeling with exhaustion, turned abruptly to June, “Miss Travis," he said. “T must ask you one or two ¢ stions, | woukt cut off my right arm sooner than ask them, But I must verything de pends on your answers June forced a amile to her ashen lips. She knew the moment had come The moment of reckoning, which she so long had dreaded, (To Be Continued.) ‘ nen “QE ene