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a & ROMANTIC TALE OF (Copyright, Paget Newspaper Service.) GINOPSIS_ OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS. child Francvia Vi hh he, fat, They a wate are writs within Ts welts SP I eldigr finde in’ Lio Hekens imotiier Villon J A When i Canon ol hievway. te man's oativer, “tie Hai te Lore, In het eto Muguette, to f Vyameoie sees a sul king rrsemb Mestre Heber era w the lay. ui mak ell looking clerk wamed two afterward bean. Aaveing in a tent. Bot a Sinwman with her. seem He udder and Hague Tiilijroe comes. along. ae him down. Mesgite During 1 Ambroine | holier that thie He ie utter the deve Cia CRT Rene de Mo cae tle vi Afterward. sie Wargundian fi » lea pwet!® ta the House of the CHAPTER XX. ntinued,) A Meeting at Montfaucon. “ MTTLE FRANCOL she } said with a half-laugnh, } “it is man, ie year » you and 1 have came face to face." “It is long enough, cols, “but not so lon The girl wrinkled head in surprise “What do you mea “I have never set ey We were ohildren together “You may not have set eyes on me,” replied Francois, “but indeed | have eet eyes on you, and that, by token, Bot only once but twic He paused in enjoyment of her puz- sled face. “How so?” and the sound of her voice as she questioned showed no leas than the expression of her face that she was indeed puzz “Do you remember the festival which King Reno gave at Sauinur, sin nswered Fran- as you think.” ty fore. she as 8 on you since now @ good many years ago?” Fran- cols questioned, Huguette nodded “L remember it,” she said. “I have BOO0d reason to remember it “and so have f," said Francois, “for I was there in the thick of it all, and | suw you dance one day in & mew dow by thy river near the tilt-yard. “LP nave danced half over the world Huguetty said, iness In her voice since tlic with @ qu “but L remeber that dancing-day lia Saumur I did di jew there.” hat watehed “EP wasein the throng yuod suid Francois, “and when all was over 1 Wished ty make friends with you in; but my pur- pose wi cd at the tine, and thereafier, though 1 sougat tur LE could not hid you again.” * the girl agreed, und repeated What she had said betore: “did not dance aguin ia Saumur “But though L could net tind you when J souxnht you,” Branco con- tinued, “it Was my chance to see you again when 1 did not seek you. “J do not think that can very well pe,” said Huguet decidedly, “tur at nad me in charge’ she gave eo Hitie sniver and hurriedly crossed herself re bial should not be seen ; hs “Yet the thing is nevis fisted. “Do you remember one. nigat in that hovel by the Gallows Squat h YoU took part in it tmystification of an yus gentleman?” yew winened is re ale I kindled with the words 0! Pranooie, and sho laughed moftly. Dear Lord,” she said, “I remembe very well, I sang a sone and 1 came through a curtain and leaned across 4 word, and there were colored flamer that burned with a sharp perfume, in Saumur wh imummery for honest and 4 Huguette’s was dressed, 4: |, in & gown ¢ ae a , ag Lr in nt blue and silver, and I liked the hues hus an 1 that they have bee fa "year ever since, There was a man on his knees with a white, star: tng face, and I flung hin a trinke which my master ne £ ven me to jled to him, as 1 ws oa and Fs pat loved him and him ‘and then he sprang to his feet tha lights went out Did you know what was the mean- tng of the mystery?” Francois qu thoned. ue ette shook her head. #1 had and have no notion,” she maid, “of why I did what I did that night. In those days I did as I was told, and had learned from experience the wisdom of obedience and asking no questions.” Ax she spoke she wriggled in expressive suggestion and painful reminiscences, “But you,” she continued, “how did you come to know is?” ot Sosa T epied at the window through a slit I made in the curtain with my dagger,’ Francois explained “Then do you know the meaning of the hocus-pocus?” Huguette asked rxcois looked wise, “Maybe Ido." he admitted. “Allin mood time. 1 e now what led up to the nlay this dest?” “There ¢: man to my tyrant.” ette replied, “a man in black face {did not nee, fir it wan in the hood. This man and ap tyrant telked for a fong while THE GLORIOUS R POET, LOVER AND ADVENTURER. , By JUSTIN HUNTLY McCARTHY | ae AGAR TRGU Snes MAM GNI MADEN NAGAR. Go, and presently my tyrant came for ma . for wt was the only day that The Evening World Daily Magazine, a! eonernrumee not wing ite SCAL FRANCOIS VILLON apart in another room, and when their alk Was ended the man in black went away, and my tyrant told me that L was not to dance any more in Saumur, which surpri: me, for the folk liked iny dancing"——— “Well they might,” Francois in- ed, “Huguette gave him an nod, a ntinueds 1 ft made money by it, and the Bulgundian beast was always greedy of money that he might turn it into wine. Nay, further, | was not suf- } ty stir abroad any more, but made to keap indoors. Then my tyrant brought me the dress of biue and silver which he had bought fripster's in town and taught mi vlay the part you saw me play What happened," asked Francois, “that night when the foolery ended and the light was quenched? At that point, to be candid, I judged it be: to take to my heels, “My master caught hold of me, said Huguette, “and dragged me through the darkness out of the hovel by a@ back door and me run with all speed to the shelter of a Iittle wood that some half a mile awe and there to wait for him, 1 did and tovk m@ back to the house. It) Was empty pow, The lord that had knelt and stared was gone, and so was he in the white robe that had helped in the juggiery, and whom I Suppesed to be the Visitor In black, My Burgundian wus in good spirits. from which 1 should have guessed! that } 1 made money, ff T had not later, when he thought Twa asleep, seen and heard him counting broad gold pieces, And the next morning at cock-crow wo set off on 5 again.” d listened to this nar- with the keenest interest and ttention ‘And whi he asked, “became of the man in black?" Muguette shrugged her slim shoul- “How should T know?" she re- nded. “L never saw him again, deed, T can rightly say that ever saw him at all, seeing that J know nore of him thap that he was habited in black.” "And you and your Burgundian ruffian?” Mroncois interrogated, The girl's face darkened. “We wandered tue world at all venture said. '"f could maicy money for him, by my dancine—an} otherwise, Well, [made money. for bim Alwaya | bated him T would left bim but that | was afraid 1, for always swore that if I ed hin false he would ki me: and because | owas very young and 4s foolish as my years [ believe that sved him, Indeed he would not have scrupled to keep his word. But en we drifted to Paris a while ago, coud liek 1 took the fancy of th sume gay Sergeant of the Wateh th ¥ sow to-day » when my tyrant kot Into trouble, Poltrot de Haueque- ton came to me and asked me if it was my 1 that he should be saved from the gallows. You may be very sure that I said no, and so he was} hanged to-day, and T thankful to be e and see (he hanging of him.” Franecis nodded hig head. He felt sympatietic enough, though it was odd to rso sweet looking @ crea- tire speak ao flereely. For a space there was silence between them. hen rose to hin feet withta great n his face tested, “Tt hope snd behave that it shall prove to your fortune that you and T have met after so long a parting. W nT sea you to-morrow? It 1 vat T shall have something hat may be worth the telling ' 1 y may take it that T do not rise ' timely, little Francois,” Hu- iverred with a significant but if you will be at the pains ne hither about the hour of noon T will make shift to give you icome, and to hear what you have to say r it would seem as if you ind | were in some way linked to- eth lestined to be friends.” sh her lips to him as sho spoke, and they exchanged a kiss as f thes were once again the girl and mboled in the gaunt ake instead of the Y love and win that they stood for eatter” Francois said her ind rattled down the stairs and into the thronging street, his head humming with strange thoughts. CHAPTER XX1. A Discovery. SSC LLAUME VILLON, , Benoit, had if with some for advance of y ght inerease of flesh of breath, up the many Canon rs garret of Mot Mon, ad by chureh of the Celestins, r good woman, obstinate in self-respect, had persisted in abiding, as she persisted in support. ing herself by her own industry, ne Canon sighed beavil he responded, Much is amiss very much is @ Mother Villon’s anxiety for her son was confirmed and intensified by had she cried eagerly, her thin hands tightly; “is gloom in the Canon's counte- nance increased as he answered her, “lf 1 were to tell you that he is very -d"—Mother Villon gave 4 groun—"I should be conveying may+ be a false impression, for the youth tw in what might be called excellent bodily health.” Mother Villon gave 4 gasp of relief, “Bat he is spiritually 4s sick as 4 man can be. His face Is —or should be-black With infamies, In a word, he Is 4 knave, a reprobate, @ rascal, one that is walking hot-foot to the gallows. He has made a pretty fool of me, I promise you, Much may be excused to the light-heurtedness of youth, but the conduct of your son ~-for I feel that I can no longer regard him as my nephew—-is beyond all ex- cuse.” Mother Villon whiffled piteouaty, “What do you mean, brother?" she faltered The young man was heedless in studies; well and good. Youth ist be young, 1 supp though for y own part I never had any in- clination to idleness, The young man dailies with bad company. Well and good egain. A man must know the THIS MAKIN® YER’ OWN ICE CREAM 15 A TouGH JOB- BUT IT'S WORTH THE EFFORT Q LET'S SEE THE SPORTIN' PAGE ,B0SS ? — World he lives iu, and it takes all carefully, duis ly iune the sane World, Ged Prancois Woows 4 ai Wleran tu the end aud passed over it “Ll have reasun (o velieve,” the Canon continued sadly, “that our litte ’rancois Rag gone ty the very devil.” Mother Villun crossed herself quickly. “What do you mean, brother?" she quavered, “I wished to suggest to you that he kept gompany with thieve was the friend of plunderers if nut himself 4 plunderer, er Villon uitered a wall of and rage. “Do you mean to call my son a On the ed muc such shie dy and friends always, he might keep company occasion. ville, his most profitable patron, tells If the me that he has forbidden him his Francois hotly, he was even yet more house." interested by a little line of writing At this moment the conversation that ran beneat) be @cen the Canon and Mother Villon sprawling, wa violently interrupted by a noisy the astonishment of the man and woman, the subject of their conversa- Francois, thus interrup notice, or did not the grave looks of his seniors. “An “Hulloa, Une," he said cheerily, by Huguette.” way of gre ie to the good Canon, Underneath Then he turned to his mother, written in a smaller “Mother,” he erted, “a word with “And so says Hugue rl ‘This affirmation + 1, weakly-traced years ago, when I was no bigger than equal’ limbs. ttle Huguette, for the signature or you know, little Huguette.” the wald Huguetto easily moved by the ‘ancois went on, breath- of existence, found fr art in his mouth ¢ lieving that there was some pareh- eyes as he read thos: ment or other which you found on But the em Huguette and which you put on one ly to the « you. Do you remember the little whom that Burgundian bully fathe @ spring chicken? L. Mother Villon nodde “Mother,” FY m fo not in the right in be- less, side at the time and have kept ever discovery, since?” thing that By this time Mother Villon’s brisk Yiee to his « be femininity Wad scented a mystery of He wa: some kind, pretty “Very surely there was such a reat lady parchnient,” she cried in a ¥ that * Mrancois. kept it from gundian, I searce know why, except flother, that f[ thought him not to be trusted ing with ex with anything, and I have kept It by need of this paper fo mo ever since—so long, indeed, that I your leave seal Even while she was speaking sho Was asi and ross the little room, dealings between dived into an ancient Mother, but wooden chest in which she kept the tO salve & somewhat 1 had almost forgotten it.” The had scurried and now 6 major part of her poor belongings. Sclence by She fumbled for a while among its ston miscellaneous contents, while cols twitched with impatience and 1 to the Canon fumed @ Iitue and frownet ‘ iu @ little to find that he was taken no What is t notice of, and that hia errand was, 4Fe so eager for the time being at least, set on “It is not side. With a cluck of satisfac Francois answered, Mother Villon suddenly fished ov the box a small silk bag, from whicn, little Huguet when unfolded, she produced an an- She ts tn and redoubled that it seemed now to be scarcely bixger than a walnut Mother Villon was proceeding slow ly and methodically to open out tie folded paner, but her progress was too Jog-trot for the anwiety and curi osity of her won With « hurriel "HR may your leave, mother,” he nimb hed the thing out of her fingers and in « specia jiffy was standing by the w.ndow, holding the per fully expanded in bis hands eorutinizing ite surface HE HADN'T FURNITURE POLISH FOR VANILLA FLAVOR, THERE MUST BE SOME MISTAKE! he inquired in u pompous voic wine at the ‘Unicorn. [Fase » ADN'T DONNED A BATHING SUIT. MY, WHAT A STRANGE LANGUAGE THAT MAN Dame Villon cla: her thin hands nervous), It was the first time that for myself whether it be mine out there is 4h the document and the end jo iny colerauvn, and f buve come him a thrill of surprise, ra shield was present- ight of it gave respectfully dropped nd drawing from tie bosom kin a little bag of fated silk, over the edge of his cup. on drinkin Saints, how glad 1 r face again Francois swayed ng it from him, PRE Of DIGSODEY, dandled it on his own palm and ¢ wn and cunningly Vrancois, of the science of ar- was neatly dt gnant figure “help again up not a little mortals during served Mexsive Robert d’Estouteville, could have read it accurately enough, that he oven if tts ficures and charges had heen wholly unfamiliar to him, the shield and tis t unfamiliar to him, they were very fainiliar indeed, thigtl she eoreamed: The shield bore on a field of ermine “Sd long as the lad kept good three five-branched ad Every true Parisian knew these three ly. But now the Solden cinquefoils on ermine to be fool has lost his good friends, He has the arms of the former Provost of sunk so low that Messire d’Estoute- Paris, Messire Ambroise de Lore. painted opened and uring changed with a most mar- vus Lransformat i “How in God's naw profane by presence, un he erled, In r d_ thick sins. “did this MAN has newly come to town?” with many mingle paper come into your hands ; . ran ols told the story of Huguette, you allude has, I belleve, the honor to be in some fashion distantly related ngs were not News has come my stunned Ambroise gave vent to é sound that may have been intended to me. 4 Sigh or for @ Kroan, the reputable; that to be brief"— Francois groaned inwardly, for br was never a quality of the good Canon's eloquence—"the was a pattern of well with continued Franco haved man- me of this girl? air of gravity, “I can, or at within the walls of Paris.” which at this juncture I lack, assure am indeed the victim of cireumstane ‘This was in a of one little clattering of feet leading to the attic, yet managr Then the door was opened, and to strong personality and loo} pen-work, who with all re- spect T crave your permission to de- the stagger- he spelling was tle as the penmanship, but tion plunged headlong into the room, a clerk of the ng, did not the legend was easy It ran thus: sroise 19 lord of the “The girl has promised to te- ceive me to-morrow at the hour of “there is and noon, and it occurred to me that if would afford me greater satistaction sed to pay a& i at that time, without dis. closing your identity, you might be ed to form @ Judgment at Your t,'ohlige, and tell me without loss of In another moment hia flying foot- stens were heard clattering down the hip were ple CAHPTER XXII. An Ex-Provost. AMBROISE LORE was a man tn a not is a good tdea,” 4 one that I will act upon.” 1 taken his leave, musing heavily Messire Ambroise haa count of bis intrigues, ened that there was one face that did show more plearly ian amiably, “the thing is as easy te was Husuette, and those that did not to It, and the CHAPTER XXII. A Friend of Princes, May afternoon was lity to king and cause was as * dogged as his infidel id play fellow nning to und the house of permission to business of ait upon his honor on tive resemblance existed betw and the mou Nit its excitement from the flame of , Swiftly Francois sawuns Bur- i” eagerness to fairly full of people, a civic condition which pleased Villon, ed solitude for his re- found rather wits were the nimbler for the jostling of his body tn a crowd, He found Mimerlf presently brought cessation of move- who never née fine tales of ook his head, Id some propert 8 as much my prove your rau- Mother Villon was then, as always, may prove much to another : has turned up again carriage had passed the , Stained, disreputable jooking bit &rown woman, and I think this sa of paper that had been so doubled Paper may servo her well, hold, in the devil's name, ‘AKE THE EVENING WORLD WITH YOU ON YOUR VACATION Se that ne of tte Aum= Y steadily ¥ y the knowledge «(ng into the face of ow Include them in her reading. Order the Evening World Mailed to Your Summer Address The man had greatly changed. was not merely that he was “SHE’’ Saaandeid eh MMA A RONG 6 now ke @ man of rank and wealth; that he rode with an air on a noble Jennet; that his hands shone with rings above the finger-stulis of his ves, or that he bore himself with ase and address in the fellowship of & xreat man's court. Philippe “Sermols, deftly detach- ing himself from his companions, turne wher directly tn front of him, his horse Francois eatoor ard the spot and drew rein “I want @ word with you,” Sermois eald curtly, Villon, to his surprise and gatie- faction, found himself more amused than either alurtoed or angered by this reappearance of You shall have as many as twen- " Francois answered, with an air of cheerful impudenca which Ser- mois did not seem to notice. “Do you know of a decent tavern,” “The ‘Unicor Villon cheerfully “Then lead the way,” sald Sermots, A few moments brought them to the door of the “Unicorn.” “Now that Iam back again in Paris,” gald Sermois, “I pick up abandoned threads. Thus I re- member you, whom I think I prom- ised myself the pleasure, one day, of killing. Also remember a cer- tain fair lady, who still, | am happy ‘ind, continues fair, and whom I k I promised myself, one day, the sure of kissing.” He suddenly changed his mood from a repulsive self-complacency to a less repulsive beat, “IT have wasted enough time with you. Take your warning, Master Francois Villon. Messire Robert d'Estouteville has Kicked you out of his household; it will be my part to kick you out of existence, Your bell has knelled.” CHAPTER XXIV. The Underworld. RANCOIS was inclined to consider Philippe Sermois ag Mttle, if at all, less th a madm but the beltet did not in any way diminish his estimation of the man’s danger as jan enemy. If his uncle's bounty still permitted Francois to lodge at the | Red Gate, his uncle's bounty went no further nowadays. But Francois did j hot suffer himself to be consternated by the odds against him. He would make frien with the Mammon of Unrighteot ess; he would find him allies in the Underworld. in the dusk of the Fircone Tavern Francois found Rene and Guy busily jooked narrowly at Francols Keno wind now?" he jo you want of us?” Francols answered, tan enemy.” ene whistled softly. Who is this enemy of our dear Fri Rene asked. “Do you know?" asked Francots, “that a certain great Italian noble- asked. “f want help, ‘Our istinguished visitor to whom “In the train of this nobleman,” “there is a fel- low whose presence in Parts makes me uneasy, both for myself and for another. He now calls himeelf Fil- he girl Huguette ta at this hour ippo da Senmese, wears fine clothes and commands wealth; but he used to “But | must see the girl for myself be plain Philippe Sermols, that went before T can come to any decision in ex-Provost @& penny. Why, you may even remem. in ragged black and had never a ber him, for he lectured once at the on what Twas about to make #0 university years ago, when be called himself Brother Sententius, y dear young friend,” said Rene, ould be nothing that than to render you any service, how. ever insignificant or magnificent. Let us, therefore, assume that I am able time what I can do for you.” “Ia dt in your power?" Franco!s queried, “to have this Sermoig so watched and spied upon that, un known to him, all his daily fons might be recorded and reported to me? “My dear lad," answered Rene the nimble wits as thieving to the nimble fingers. Your Sermots shall eat and drink, wake and sleep, in your very presence, as tt were, if I, some good fr a of n io at my instigation, pass the word to that ef- é fect among the Brotherhood. Your y waning as Francols sermois shall live In a house of glass, { promise you." CHAPTER XXV. Father and Daughter. SOMEWHAT obleepy Hugu- ette yawned at her noonday reflection in @ hand-mirror @nd won a frank satisfaction from her image, She found herself hoping that Francois would A neighbor tn hot be late for his trysting before the to the reason for thig first stroke of noon had boomed, and | Was answered the last stroke had scarcely died away od together before ehe heard a knocking at the through the loor, Huguette leaped her feet briskly aud wes at the door tn @ flash, She ir frou: the crowd, Uns it open, and 4 smile flooded her that the cheeks for lrancois, facing her on asure Was about to be the threshold, only to fade into a krimace of vexation, as she instantly e pro. Saw that he was not alone, Behind for @ little the aitm form of the atudent atood a fa sudden Francots was @urdy, burly fellow, of eomething more than ddie age, aid Francois, “here ts “Huguette, the way company &@ friend of mine who ta very auxtous to make your acquaintance, and ose friendship I think you may ved to accept. Suffer us to ente t we may talk together a litte ease.” ell her the tale, lad ordered Messire Ambroise, “for there ia po mistake about it.” Modern Fiction does not contain a more wonderful TALE of MYSTERY and ADVENTURE than By H. RIDER HAGGARD NEXT WEEK'S COMPLETE NOVEL IN THE EVENING WORLD Who was the strange, beautiful creature of marvel- ous power and almost endless years that dwelt in the Caves of Kor? FASCINATES THE MIND FARA MAGA MR GIN ANNAN AURA ttle Husuette,” Francois began, unconsciously speaking as if time bad swung back with them and they were ones again in their childish days, “this good gentleman who has done you the honor of waiting upon you t# Messire Ambroise de Lore, who was some time Provost of Paris; who was, is, and always will be a gallant soldier and a great noble, and, which ie of more immediate concern to you, and the direct reason of this visit, who has the happiness to declare himself to be your father, As Francois spoke Huguette, with heightened cheeks and heaving conics, waped alternately at the speaker at the stalwart veteran in the chair, ‘What the Ind suya is gospel truth, my girl,” he declared. “tam indeed your daddy, and glad to find you euch Jsome piece, Come to my arms, Measire Ambroise, after another food stare at her, took her upon his knee and told her of his love affair with her mother and of tts tragic cons clusion, and he showed her the paper which had been found upon her when she was a baby. Huguette explained that she had never known any other name than her Christian name of Huguette, “Why, then,” said Messire Atm. broise, “what better can you do than bear your mother’s name? She was a du Hamel, of @ poor but honorable family; be you Huguette du Hamel in your turn. And because I bavo the good luck to be well-to-do I will set- tle upon you the revenue of @ goodly portion of broad land, so that you need never want money for eating and drinking a» long @s you live.” He dipped hi nd into his pouch and produced a Ke and evidently well-filled purse, the sight of which made the eves of Francois «itsten and twitch. He polsed it on his great palm, then cride “Catch!” “You may one day l«ht on some Mkely lad"'-—here it seemed Fran- coin as if Messire Ambroise glinted at him with the tall of his eye—“and make a match of it, and live happy ever after, as they say in the fuiry- ales. He nodded his head gravely and quitted the room, leaving Franco! and Huguette staring at one another. CHAPTER XXVI. Under Observation. HATEVER reason the Sieur Rene de Montigny might have for obliging Master Villon, apart from ordinary natural affection or admira- tion, he certainly did prove as good as his word and contrive to obligo bim. It ts certainly scarcely possible to doubt that it would have greatly amazed that distinguished Italianato gentleman, the Count Filippo da Se: mose, if he could have known how persistently, {f unobtrusively, he was dogg: It was therefore with an easy smile at the simplicity of the game that Rene greeted Francois on the occasion of their first meeting after the myrmidons of the underworld had been slipped upon the track ef Philippe Sermols, Sermols, it appeared, was tp the habit of visiting @ certain ancient house in a rookery of ancient houses in the not too distant neighborhood of the tower of St. Jacques. This house, which had all the appearance of being uninhabited, was, it seemed, actually in the care and charge of 4 Queer old man, who lived in the cel- larage and who admitted Philippe Sermois on the occasion of his visits. Another curious circumstance con- nected with this ancient er ha that, though apparently abando: and desolate by day, it Bad of late received certain strange nocturnal visitations, Men portering great bundles would present themselves at its portals in the uncanny hours after midnight, would, without need of ing, be granted instant admit- and would presently emerge burdenless and go thelr ways into the night Francois promptly resolved that he would, for bis own satisfaction, try to find out why Sermots had chosen to make himself master of #0 jecayed and unsavory a residence in 80 out-of-the-way & neighborhood, So Francois set himself to the not very difficult business of finding him- self a niche in ene of the unclean lenements. From it be gained the garden easily enough, He made an easy entry by way an iil-shuttered cellarage, whose frail defense yielded toa touch and would almost have yielded to a breath, Once tnside, he found himself, with the cautious aid of his fully hooded lantern, tn the lower lands of @ very aged and very dirty domicile, Heavy snoring tn a sub- terranean room rather proclaimed than betrayed the Inactive presence of the place's guardian. On tiptoe, Villon ascended rotting stairs, Push {ng through heavy cu as, and peer- ing about him with td of his unveiled lantern, Francois found that he had come into a room that was tn startling contrast with the rest of the went, crazy mansion, For this room Was cleanly kept and richly furnished; hung with gay hangings and thickly carpeted; and though tts windows, like all the others, were rom the’ outer means of ample in the presen of several ps of Oriental race. Inves- ion revealed that the curtains at further end of this room masked a small chamber which contained @ oh, Truly, the room was like a peart na muck-h but it did not plain- wer the enigma of ts existence, ols, baffiet 1 trritated, toole s leave gingerly and retu $ disagroeuble eyrie to dreain cor fused dreams and to wake no wis than be had been on the preceding day. om (To Be Continued) ames ca a SAS