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THE
There Is reason to believe that Ember and the young woman, who
helped Whltaker after his fight on the beach with the strange spy,
have some sort of plan concernlno Whltaker which they don't want
him to understand. It Is outlined and strong hints are given about
It In this installment You will be purxled by developments.
Whltaker, you know, had married an Innocent girl to save her
honor five years previously at a time when he expected soon to die
and left the country. He returns, healthy and wealthy, and finds
the wife, now a famous actress known as Sara Law, engaged to
marry Orummond, his old partner. She disappears. Orummond sup.
posedly commits suicide. Whltaker Is fiercely assaulted In the dark,
and goes to the country home of his friend Martin Ember to recover.
He surprises a mysterious spy at
and Is helped by a handsome girl
CHAPTER X Continued.
12
"What I wished to convey was sim
ply my Intention no longer to bear tuy
masculine weight upon n women ci
ther you or nny other woman."
A smile contended momentarily with
the frown, and triumphed brilliantly.
"I mean to ask you," he wild delib
erately, "to whom am 1 Indebted ?"
To his consternation the smile van
ished, as though n cloud had sailed be
fore the sun. Doubt and something
strongly resembling Incredulity In
formed her glance.
"Do you mean to say you don't
know?" she demanded after a moment.
"Surely Mr. Ember must have told
you?"
"Ember seemed to be laboring under
the misapprehension that the Flsko
place was without a tenant"
"Ohl" Her tone was thoughtful.
"Has he gone back to town?"
"Business called hi in. At least such
was the plausible excuse he advanced
for depriving himself of my exclusive
society."
"I see," she nodded "I sec . . ."
"But aren't you going to tell me?
Or ought I to prove my human Intelli
gence by assuming on logical grounds
that you're Miss Flske?"
"If you please," she murmured, her
Intent gaze seeking the distances of
the sea.
"Then that's settled," he pursued In
accents of satisfaction. "You aro Miss
Flske Christian name at present un
known to deponent And we are neigh
bors. Do you know, I think this a
very decent sort of a world after all?"
"And still" she returned to the
charge "you haven't told me what you
mean to do, since you refuse my help."
"I mean," he asserted cheerfully, "to
sit here until some kind-hearted person
fetches me a stick to serve as emergen
cy staff. Then I shall make shift to
bobble to your motor boat and thank
you very kindly for ferrying me home."
She shook her head In dainty annoy
ance, then, light-footed, darted from
sight round the side of the bathhouse.
Presently she reappeared, dragging an
eight-foot pole, lie rose on one foot
and tested the staff with his weight
"Twill do," he decided. "And thunk
you very much."
But even with Its nld, his progress
toward the boat necessarily consumed
a tedious time. It was Impossible to
favor the injured foot to any great ex
tent lie made little or no attempt to
converse while In motion, so she bad
plenty of opportunity to make up her
mind about him.
If her eyes were a reliable Index,
she found him at least Interesting. At
times their expression was enigmatic
beyond any reading. Again they
seemed openly perplexed. At all
times they were warily regardful. Once
she sighed quietly with a passing look
of sadness of which he wus wholly
unaware. . . .
"Odd about that fellow," he ob
served during a halt "I was sure ho
was Drummond until I saw "
"Druramond !"
"Friend of mine . . . You don't
by any chance know Drummond, do
yon?"
"I've beard the name."
"You must have. Supposed to have
committed suicide Jumped off Wash
ington bridge a week before he was to
worry Sara Law, the actress? . . .
'i may aa well tell you It's no secret
although only a few people know It
Ember saw Drummond, or thinks he
.did, alive, In the flesh, a good half-hour
after the time of his reported suicide."
"How very curious 1" There was
nothing more than civil but perfunc
tory Interest In the comment "Are
you ready to go on?"
And another time, when they were
near the boat:
"When do you expect Mr. Ember?"
asked the girl.
Tonight, probably."
"I shall bo glad to sco him," said
the girl In what Whltaker thought a
curious tone. "PI case tell him, will
you? Don't forget"
"If that's Uie way you feel about
him, I shall be tempted to wire him
not to come."
"Absurd 1" she toughed.
DES
TROYING
By LOUIS JOSEPH VANCE
worK, rights him, sprains an ankle
living near Ember's place.
When finally they came to the end
of the dock, he paused, considering the
three-foot drop to the deck of the mo
tor bont "if It weren't low tide . . ."
ho cxplnlned, crestfallen.
"But, since It Is low tide, you'll hnvo
to let mo help you again." tho girl re
torted, Jumping lightly but surely to
the cockpit
Sho turned and offered him a hand,
eyes dancing with gay malice.
"Llko all men, you must turn to n
woman In the end however brnve your
strut"
"Oh, It's that way. Is It 7 Thank you,
but I fancy 1 can manage."
And with the aid of the clothes-prop
he did manngc to make tho descent
without her hand nnd without disaster.
The girl started the engine nnd took
tho wheel as the boat swung droning
away from the dock. Not until she
bnd once or twice advnuced the spark
and made other minor adjustments
did she return attention to her passen
ger. Then, in n casual voice, sho In
quired: "You've been out of the coun
try for some time. I think you said?"
"Almost six years on tho other sldo
of the world got back only this
spring."
"What." she asked, eyes averted,
spying out the channel "what does
one do on the other side of the world?"
"This one knocked about, mostly, for
his health's sake. "I did drift into a
sort of business, after a bit gold min
ing In a haphazard, happy-go-lucky
fashion did pretty well at It and
came home to astonish the natives."
"You find things New York disap
pointing?" she analyzed bis tone.
"1 find It overpowering and lonely.
Nobody sent n brass band to greet mo
at the dock; and nil the people I used
to know are either married and devot
ed to brats, or divorced and devoted
to bridge; and ray game has gone off
so badly In six years that 1 don't be
long any more."
She smiled, shaping her scarlet Ilpa
dellclously. The soft warm wind
whipped stray strands of hair, llko
cords of gold, nbout her face. Ilcr
eyelids were half lowered against the
intolerable splendor of tho day. Tho
waters of the bay, wind-blurred nnd
dark, seemed a shield of sapphlro fash
ioned by nature solely to set off In
clear relief her ardent loveliness.
Whltaker, noting how swiftly the
mainland shores were disclosing tho
finer details of their beauty, could
have wished the bay ten times as wide.
CHAPTER XI.
The Mousetrap.
Late In the afternoon of the same
day, Ember, appearing suddenly in
front of the bungalow, discovered
Whltaker sitting up in state; a com
fortable wicker .chair supported his
body and a canvas-seated camp stool
one of his feet; which last was dis
creetly veiled in a dripping bath toweL
Otherwise lie wos fastidiously arrayed
in white flannels nnd, by his seraphic
smilo and guileless expression, seemed
abnormally at peace with his circum
stances. Halting, Ember surveyed tho spec
tacle with mocking disfavor.
"Hel-lol" he observed, beginning to
draw off his gantlets as ho ascended
tho veranda steps and dropped tnto
another wicker chair. "What the
deuce's the matter with you?"
"Gamo leg, thanks. Twisted my
anklo again, this morning. Sum Fat
has been doctoring It with Intense en
thusiasm, horse liniment and chopped
Ice. By tomorrow morning Til be skip
ping like tho silly old hills in the Scrip
tures." "Hope so. Well, you must'vo had a
pretty rotten stupid tlmo of It with
that storm."
"Oh, not at nil. I really enjoyed It"
Whltaker protested,
"Oh, If you forgive mo for leaving
you alone so much, we'll call It square."
Ember lifted his voice: "Bum Fat
ahoyl"
The Chinaman appeared In the door
way, as suddenly and silently as if
magically materialized by, tho sound of
his name.
"You're a sulphur-colored wtxard
with pigeon-toed eyes," said Bmbtr se
verely. "Qo away from hero lustnutly
and prepare mo nil tho dinner In tho
establishment, lest an evil fnto over
take you."
"It Is wrltlen," returned Sum Fat.
"that I dlo after eight-seven years of
honorable life, from heart failure on
receiving long-deferred rulso in wages."
Ho shuffled off, chuckling.
"I fancied I saw the llutter of n pet
ticoat through tlm trees, as 1 camo up
to tho house."
"Acquaintance of yours, I bellovo
Miss Flsko."
"Miss Flske 1" There was unfeigned
amazement In tho echo.
"Anything wonderful nbout that?"
Inquired Whltaker. sharply. "I fancied
from what she said that you two wcro
rather good friends."
"Just surprised that's all," said
Ember, recovering. "You see, I didn't
think tho Flsko placo was open this
year."
He stared suspiciously at Whltakor,
but tho latter was transparently In
genuous. "Sho expressed an unacconntablo
deslro to see you told mo to toll you."
"Oh? Such being tho case, ono
would think sho mlght'vo wnltcd."
"Sho had Inst started homo when
you drove In." Whltaker explained with
elaborato ease. "She'd merely run
over for a moment to Inquire after
my ankle, and couldn't wait 1 say,
who are the Flskes. anyway?"
"Well . . . the Flskes aro tho
people who own the next cottage."
"I know., but "
"Oh, I never troubled to Inquire;
hnvo a hazy notion Flske docs some
thing In Wall street." Ember passed
smoothly over this Haw In his profes
sional omniscience. "How did you
happen to meet her7"
"Ob, mere accident Over on tho
beach this morning. I slipped and
hurt my ankle. She ah happened
along nnd brought mo homo in her
motor boat"
"You haven't seen Drummond or
nny signs of him. have you?1'
"Eh what?" Whltaker sat up,
startled. "No, I . . . er . . .
how should I?"
"I merely wondered. You see, I . . .
Well, to tell the truth. I took the lib-
He Rose on One Foot and Tested the
Staff.
crty of camping on his trail, whllo In
town. But I couldn't find any trace of
him."
"Oh, I say J" Whltaker expostulated,
touched by this evidence of disinterest
ed thoughtfulness. "You persuado
yourself too much, old man. You sot
up an inference and Idollzo it as an
Immortal truth. Why, you had mo
going for a while. Only last night
thero was a fellow skulking round
here, and I was Just dippy enough,
thanks to your Influence, to think he
resembled Drummond. But this morn
ing I got a good look at him, and ho'a
no more Drummond than you are."
Eraber sat up, eyes snapping. "Who
was he, then? Tell mo about him
everything."
Whltaker resignedly delivered him
self of tho talo of tho mare's-nest as
bo still regarded It When he had coma
to the lame conclusion thereof, Ember
yawned and rose.
"What aro you going to do about It?"
Whltaker inquired with Irony.
"Wash and make myself fit to cat
food," was the response. "I may pos
sibly think a little. It's an eahllarat
lof exercise which I don't hesitate to
1
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El
recommend to your distinguished con
sldernllon."
Ho was out of earshot within tho
bungalow, before Whltaker could think
up an adequately Insolent retort Ho
could, however, do no less than smllo
Incredulously at tho beautiful world
so much, at least, he owed to his self
respect In tho deepening twilight a mental
shadow camo to cloud tho brightness
of Whllnkcr's confident contentment
Neither good food nor good company
seemed able to mitigate his sudden
seizure of despondency. Ho sat gloom
lug over his pinto nnd glass, the bur
den of his conversation yen, yea and
nay, nny. His host diagnosed his com
plaint from beneath shrewd eyebrows.
"Whltaker," ho snld at length, "a
pessimist has been defined as a dog
that won't scratch;"
"Well?" said tho other sourly.
"Coino on. Bo n sport Hnvo a good
scratch on me."
Whltaker grinned reluctantly and
briefly.
"Where's my wife?" ho demanded
abruptly.
"How In blazes I"
"Thero you urol" Whltaker com
plained. "You mnko great pretensions,
nnd yet you fall down flat on your fool
Ish face three times In less than as
many hours. You don't know who tho
Flskes nrc, you've lost track of your
pet myth, Drummond, nnd you don't
know whero I can find my wife."
"My dear man, I myself am begin
nlng to doubt her existence."
"I don't sec why tho dickens shs
doesn't go ahead with those, divorce
proceedings!" Whltaker remarked mo
rosely.
"I've met fow men so engcr for full
membership In the Alimony club.
what's your hurry?"
"Oh. I don't know." Which wni
largely truth unvcuecrcd. "I'd llko to
get It over and dono with."
Do you think that Ember Is
surprised and puzzled to learn
that Miss Flske lives next door?
Does he know where Bars Law
now Is?
(TO UE CONTINUE
St
NO MORE ART IN THE HOME
Oungalows and Apartments of Today
Have No Place for Great Pic
tures of Past
"Tho futuro of nrt will bo in mu
seums, as the future of the dead li
In cemeteries," John L. Bnldcrston
quotes Ocorgo Moore In The Atlantic
"As I have said, after tho art of thi
temple, tho cathedral, and the palace,
camu the art of the house, which was
tho last phaso; for now tho art of th
houso Is dead, since people no longet
live In houses. They nru ull moving
Into bungalows, or, which Is tho sam
thing, into apartments and In a bun
galow there la no room for nrt W
have futlto attempts at art for th
bungalow, ns wo shall hnvo pretendod
art for the Pullman car, for tho motor,
for tho aoropluue. The great plcturei
of the past, having hung In houses foi
centuries, are passing Into museums,
not only because people are moving
out of houses, but becauso new social
ideas are destroying the great estates
and making it impossible to keep vnlu
nblo art works from ono generation to
another. In England now three death
duties will break up tho greatest cstnU
In tho kingdom. You say you still havi
houses In America and mllllonalrei
with money enough to buy plcturcsl
Ah, but think of what they buy I II
takes a lifetime, to learn to recognize a
good picture, and how can a man who
has spent his best years making a for
tuno expect to know a masterplec
when ho sees It? When I was la Pari I
forty years ugo your rich American
wero buying trash I"
Qood Work of American Chemists.
Prior to August, 1014, ichthyol, no
nsphaltlc material employed as an an
tisoptic medicament, was Imported
from Europe, it Is derived from i
bituminous rock, filled with fossil fish,
that Is found in tho Austrian Tyrol
In view of tho Inadequacy of tho for
clgn supply to meet tho domestic de
mand under present conditions, Amer
ica has como to depend on Its oru re
sources. Bo far as known, thoro an
In this country no deposits of nsphaltlc
matorlnl of tho peculiar type from
which ichthyol Is derived, but Amer
ican chemists havo solved tho problem
of supplying the domestic needs In thli
regard, and favorably recommended
substitutes for Ichthyol, prepared from
domestic materials by syntfietlo meth
ods, are now available In the market.
Envy m maa'a UUdl IapreTi
ur wm, ,
LADIES!L00KY0UNG,
DARKEN GRAY HAIR
Uho tho OhMI mo Siiro Tea nnd
Sulphur nnd Nobody
Will Know.
llrny hnlr, however hnndtiomo, do
uoleu advancing ago. Wo nil know
tho ndvnntngo of a youthful appear
Alice. Your hnlr Is your charm. It
tunkPM or nmrtt tho fnco. When It
fades, turns gray nud looks ntninkod,
lust a fow nppllcntlonH of Sago Ten
itud Sulphur enhances Ita appearance
a hundred fold.
Don't stay grnyl Look youngl
Hither prepare tho reclpo at homo or
ot from any drug store n 60-cont
bottle of "Wyoth's Sago nnd Sulphur
Compound," which In merely tho old
tlmo reclpo Improved by tho addition
if other Ingredients. T ousauda of
folks recommend thlH rendy-to-uso
preparation, becauso It darkens tho
hnlr beautifully, bcsk'os, no ono cau
possible toll, ns It darkens tc natur
ally and ovouly. You molston a
pougo or soft brush with It. draw-
lug this through tho hnlr. taking ono
Miinll strand at a tlmo. By morning
;ho grny hnlr dlsnppraia; after an
ithor application or two, Its natural
olor Is restored and It becomes thick,
flossy and lustrous, nnd you appear
years younger.
Wyoth's Sngo and Sulphur Com
pound Is n delightful toilet requisite.
It is not Intended for tho euro, mitiga
tion or prevention of disease Adv.
(Jetting Even.
Tho druggist danced and chortled
'ill tho bottloa danced on tho shelves.
"What's up?" asked tho soda clork.
'Havo you boon taking something?"
"No. But do you romombor whon our
water pipes wero frozon last wlntor?"
"Yos. but what "
"Woll, tho plumbor who flxod thorn
ias Just como in to havo a proscription
'lllod." Pittsburg Chronlclo-Tolo-jrnph.
To keen clean and healthy take Dr.
Plorco'n Pleasant Toilets. They regu
sto liver, bowels and stomach.
Quelling the Panic.
Ono night at a thentor somo scenery
took flro nnd a very percoptlblo odor
r burning alarmod tho spectators. A
ictor appeared on tho stago.
"Ladles and gontloraon," ho said,
'composo yourselves. Thero Is no dan
tor." Tho audlonco did not scorn reaa
tured. "Ladles and gentlemen," conUnued
ho comedian, rising to tho nocesalty
sf tho occasion, "confound It all, do
you think If thoro was any danger
I'd bo hero?"
Tho panlo collapsed. Exchange,
Simple.
"Tho kalsor Is undoubtedly I a bad
fix," romarked tho chatty man; "ono
not so oasy to get out of as that tho
city youngster found himself in on tho
'nrm. Ho wns up on top of a tall hay
Hack nnd shoutod to tho farmer: 'Say,
Mr. Barnes, how am I goln' to got
Jown?"
"Tho farmer considered re problem
and finally solved It.
"'Oh, Jest shut yor oyon au' walk
around a bit,' ho said." Exchange
The Old Songs.
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old songs best?" asked tho sontlmontal
ono.
"I think," said her workaday hoaror,
"It's becauso Uioy'ro not sung so
often." Buffalo Express.
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