I
THE GIRL WITH
A MILLION
By D.C.
CHAPTER XIII. (Continued.)
"If, on the same day," replied Mr,
Zeno, "twenty different men left twenty
different Continental porta and arrived at
twenty'different English ports with a sim
ilar contrivance, they would carry a good
Jeal."
"That's true," said Frost, "that's true.
But what do you want to help dynamite
Into England for? That's no part of
.your game."
"It will be part of my game to know
who carries the parcels, and by what
ports they enter," Zeno answered, with a
smile which looked oglier than ever. .
"Oh ! I see," said Frost "But I
thought "
"You are growing curious again, good
Frost. Do not grow curious again. Do
mot. Please."
"Give me my orders then," replied
Frost, sullenly. "They're all I want to
know."
"You will produce your Invention this
vening," said Zeno. "You will advise
its Immediate employment. The pretend
ed book parcels can be made up any
where. You can carry the necessary
books over with you, and can cut out the
Insides, and fit in the tin boxes in Paris."
"I'm not 'in that show," Frost inter
rupted, rapidly; "I'm on English ser
vice." "Very well. Your friends can do it,
then. The date of departure can be fixed
beforehand of departure from the Conti
nental ports, I mean. Each man must
know from what port he Is to sail, and
at what port he Is to arrive. Let me
know all their names, their ports of de
parture and arrival, and the date. That
is all you need to attend to for the mo
ment. And now shall we go to dinner?"
"I'm thinkin'," said Frost, "that this
especial bird will not enter the arena,
and if he did, he would not fight when
he got there."
"Translate, my friend, translate," said
Zeno.
"It might have acted, last week. It
might even have acted the night afore
last. But that old mudhead of a Dobroskl
has got 'em for the moment dead set
against it And they're after him to a
man, pretty nearly."
"Why, what Is this?" cried Zeno.
' 'There was a meeting the night before
last," said Frost, "and Dobroskl was
there. Sullivan, who's the bloodthirstl
est of the whole bloodthirsty assortment,
wanted to do a score of simultaneous ex
plosions. Up gets Dobroskl, and swears
' lie won't have it Says be won't make
war against the Innocent. Says he won't
run an Indiscriminate Malay muck against
the wide, wide world. Says it's Indecent
and improper and indiscreet, and likely
to bring the cause Into general disrepute
with respectable people. Says he wants
to kill off all the tyrants privately, and
enlist the sympathies of the churchgoing
community, while he prepares his plans
for a general assault against authority
'everywhere and all along the line. Then
Brennan gets up on his hind legs and
swears Dobroski's in the right. Then up
gets Faulkland, on the same lay. Then
the whole boiling got converted, bar Sul
livan, and took to hymn singing and pass
ed a resolution that they would only lay
out for the slaughter of crowned heads
and commanders-in-chief, and such like.
In short, sir,, the trade in explosives is
In a bad way for the moment."
Zeno sat down and looked hard at
Frost. "Is this true?" he asked, when
tthe other had finished.
"True as the rule of three," said Frost.
"'I reckon," he added, shiftily, after a
pause, "that the old man bimsiilf was to
have carried one of them parcels."
"Perhaps," returned Zeno, rising sud
denly. "But if he will not, be will not,
my good Frost. And now, shall we go
to dinner?"
CHAPTER XIV.
Angela and Major Butler were stand
ing on the platform at Janenne Station
when the little engine with Its freight
of three carriages steamed in. Mrs. Spry
was so eager to open the door herself
-when the train came to a standstill that
she gave O'Rourke no chance to render
her that small service. The" widow fell
upon Angela with great fervor, kissed
tier, held her at arm's length to observe
lor, and then embraced her. O'Rourke
busied himself in collecting Mrs. Spry's
belongings and his own. Whilirt the two
women were still locked In their second
embrace, the major caught sight of him,
and came to his assistance, unwittingly.
"Hal" cried the major, heartily.
'"You're back again? Glad to see you 1"
"You know Mr. O'Rourke, don't you?"
naid Mrs. Spry, drawing Angela forward.
"You don't know how kind he has been.
I'm sure I cayn't tell what I should have
done If it hadn't been for him."
O'Rourke emerged from the railway
carriage and raised his hat to Angela,
who responded to his salute somewhat
coolly, as he fancied.
"What?" said the discerning young gen
tleman to himself. "Does she object al
ready to my traveling in the same car
riage with all those dollars? I wonder
If I shall have trouble-with her?"
During Mrs. Spry's visit Angela heard
more than enough of O'Rourke'i praises.
The fortunate young gentleman was al
ways doing something which, In the pret
y widow's fancy, was worthy of admlra
tion. or saying something which was wor
thy to be repeated. Angela had a genuine
1 king for her guest ana a genuine unim
tag for O'RArke; but she could not see
lier way to exposing bis tactics.
Murray"
The friendship which was forming be
tween Angela and Lucy was of a very
different and more deep-rooted sort than
that which existed between the little
American lady and either of them. The
married woman had her own experiences
to guide her, and she saw that the girl
was sad at Maskelyne's prolonged ab
sence. She more than guessed, too, that
the young American had retired before
O'Rourke's advances, which had been suf
ficiently apparent to the observant wom
an. And now that O'Rourke was so
plainly paying court to a richer woman
than "Angela, his old friend's wife, who
had known him for years and had regard
ed him with an almost sisterly affection,
began to think ill of him, and found It a
painful and grievous thing to do.
Before Maskelyne's departure Angela's
manner to O'Rourke 'had been that of
open friendship, and now It was marked
by a disdain so Ill-concealed that, so far
as Lucy was concerned, It might as well
not have been concealed at all. The girl's
mingled sadness and anger had been so
evident one afternoon, when Lucy and
O'Rourke had visited the chateau to
gether, that her new friend's heart grew
hot with sympathy for her and with in
dignation at the patriot, and on reaching
home she marched straight to her hus
band's room. ,
"Ah, little woman," he said, brightly,
looking up at her, "you are back again.
Wait half a minute, and I shall be done
for to-day."
"Austin," returned his wife, seriously,
"I want to speak to you."
"Is there anything the matter? You
look quite grave."
"Austin," she began, "I don't like the
patriot, as you call him."
"Don't like O'Rourke?" cried Austin,
in surprise.
"I do not like him, Austin. lie Is play
ing a mean part here. I am sure of it.
And he makes me help him play It. ne
has done so, until now, but I am so
ashamed and unhappy about it that he
shall never do it any more."
"Tell me everything," said Austin,
standing over her with a troubled face.
"Let me understand."
"You remember young Mt. Maskelyne,
the American? Did you ever notice him
and Angela together? There was a seri
ous attachment between them. Then came
Mr. O'Rourke, and made love to his
friend's sweetheart, and I am certain he
knew that Mr. Maskelyne cared for her."
"Well, well, my dear," said Austin,
laughing. "Let- the best man win. I
should have thought you would have
been pleased to see 0Rourke settled.
Why, I've heard you advise him to mar
ry." "Yes," she answered, somewhat hotly;
"but I never advised him to be treacher
ous to his friend. 1 And that isn't all,
Austin. Listen. It is no laughing mat
ter. He made love to Angela I watch
ed him, and I saw It all. Young Mr.
Maskelyne is no sooner driven off the
field and the girl made miserable than
Mr, O'Rourke comes here with this weal
thy American widow, and, under the very
nose of .he poor girl whose sweetheart
he chased away, he Is making love to
Mrs. Spry. He is a fortune hunter, Aus
tin. He Is using me to get near this
poor little widow. She's a dreadful sim
pleton, but she s a dear little creature,
all the same. I own that Mr. O'Rourke
has delightful manners. He is very clev
er, and he can be very charming. Austin,
a fortune hunter is a creature I despise."
"Look here, my dear, I'll go and have
a talk about this with O'Rourke himself."
"Austin 1" cried his wife in genuine
feminine horror. "I wouldn't have you
speak of It for the world."
"You'd have me suspect an old friend
and not tell him of it? An odd pro
posal, isn't It?"
"Austin 1 you make me angrier than ,1
was. I will never speak to that base
man again."
"Now,, come?' said Austin. "This is
growing serious."
It had grown so serious that Mrs.
Farley absented herself from the supper
table that evening and declined Austin's
entreaties to Join O'Rourke and himself
In the little garden afterward.
"You can tell him that I have a head
ache," said Lucy. Austin nodded and
walked straight into his study, where
he solemnly set down this memorandum :
"To be observed. Candor and verac
ity. Feminine."
Then he descended to the garden and
sat with O'Rourke over a cup of coffee.
"O'Rourke," he blurted out, "what's
the mattor between you and my wife?"
"Ah!" said O Rourke, as well and as
readily as if he had seen the bludgeon
falling, and hnd waited to parry it.
"You've noticed it, have you? What is
It? She's annoyed with me. She gave
me a real snub this afternoon on the way
back from Houfoy. And you know, old
man," he went on, with an air of half
comic, half earnest regret, "she and I
have always been such friends. Do me a
good turn, Farley. Find out for me what's
the matter and let me make my peace."
"You've no Idea what it Is?" said Aus
tin. O'Rourke noticed a sound of relief
in the tone.
"Not the remotest In the warld. I
meant to ask you about It," said
O'Rourke, genially, "but I didn't like
to do so for fear of seeming to exagger
ate the thing."
He felt the situation to be awkward,
but he faced it with his usual courage.
At the worst he could feign a recall. He
must take time to think, and must think
clearly. "If Mrs. Farley hasn't forgiven
me by to-morrow morulng," he said, ris
ing and setting both hands on his friend's
shoulders, "I'll ask her where I'm wrong
and beg her pardon. You and I cau't
afford to quarrel arttfr all these years,
anyhow." ''
He rocked Farley to and fro for a
little as he Bpoko, and looked at' him
with a smile so frank and kindly that
the novelist rose and shook hands with
him In a little heat of. renewed Wend
ship. ;
"No, no," he said, with a laugh,' "you
and I won't quarrel."
CHAPTER XV.
Mr. Zeno rose somewhat later than
the lark, but gay and blithe as he, and
during the progress of his toilet chanted
a selection of scraps from the songs of
all nations. Mr. Zeno,' as befitted a man
of his profession, was of an unconquer
able' hopefulness. His scheme of yester
day bad failed, notwithstanding that It
had seemed delightfully simple and cer
tain, and so far he had not even hit
upon another. Yet he was cheerful and
good of. heart, for he had at least achiev
ed a triumph in becoming familiar with
Dobroskl.
Attired in a frock coat, a glossy silk
hat, spotless linen, and Bhlning boots of
patent leather, he looked eminently re
spectable as he emerged upon the street
and took his way along the sunshiny side
of the road to his customary restaurant.
In a little while he hailed an omnibus,
and climbing to the roof, hummed and
smiled all the way to one of the gates
of the Regent's Park, where he alighted
and strolled like a gentleman at large
into the refreshing expanse of green. Here
he encountered Mr. Frost, who was also
eminently respectable in aspect, though
sad of countenance.
"Why, hiilo 1" cried Zeno in his slight
ly marked foreign way. "WTio would
have thought to see you here? How do
you do?"
"Hillo 1" said Frost. "How are you?"
Mr. Zeno's gay surprise was Intended
for the benefit of a passer-by. It was
his creed never to neglect a precaution,
and near at hand was a man who had
mounted the omnibus after him and had
alighted at the same point
"Why, I've got a lot of things to say
to you," he cried, with a genial, careless
loudness which could only belong to an
unscrupulous open-hearted fellow who
had nothing to conceal. "Come along.
Let us have a good long talk together."
"I don't like the game you're play
ing," said Frost. "I haven't closed an
eye all night. Seems to me I'm running
into danger all ways." Zeno turned to
smile at him, but said nothing. "Oh, you
can grin, but I'll be hanged if I can."
"Ah I" said Zeno, smiling still, and hug
ging his companion's arm, "how one pities
the poor Frost, who cannot grin, and can
not sleep of nights, and Is running all
the ways at once into danger. Come then,
he shall be taken- out of danger."
"I wish he might be," returned Frost
with a sulky air. ,
"He shall be," returned Zeno. "We
will go by and by and make a call upon
our dear friend and leader, Mrl- Dob
roskl, and we will make complete sub
mission to him and admire his patriotism
and his humanity, and swear to live and
die for hm and then we shall be safe,
shall we not?"
"I'm not afraid of the Dobroskl lot,"
said Frost ; "but the other crowd is dan
gerous, let me tell you. As for Dobroskl,
he's neither more nor less than a fool."
"Very well. Very well," returned
Zeno. "He shall be as cunning as he
likes, and we will be as cunning as we
can. Eh? We will go and see Dobroski
first and will swear to live and die with
him."
"And how long do you think you're
going to play that double game?"
"Suppose that In my capacity of at
tached, friend to Dobroski, countryman
to Dobroski, trusted entirely by Dob
roskl. I deputed myself to watch him for
the other side? Suppose, again, that be
ing enthusiastic for Dobroski" Zeno's
smile was a study In villainy and craft
"I volunteer in his behalf to watch the
others, and to know their schemes, and
to warn him if he should be In danger?"
"Well," said Frost "What's my
share?" " .
"You are entirely devoted to Dobroskl,"
said. Zeno, with , his . constant smile.
You are as devoted as I am. But you
are also devoted to the others, who know
you better. You will be a little suspicious
and careful about me, and you will watch
me If you please whilst I watch Dobroskl.
You will report to your old friends what
ever conversations I have with Dobroskl,
and you and I will arrange the reports
together so that they shall he nice ana
accurate."
"They'll nail us at it" "aid Frost
mournfully. "They're bound to nail us
at It."
"Ah I" returned Zeno, cheerfully. "But
we must not let them nail us at it."
"Couldn't we split the thing?" demand
ed Frost. "Couldn't stick on with the
old lot, and you "
"Be found in your nasty, dirty, muddy
Thames? No, dear friend, no. Let us
work together, my good Frost. It will be
so much pleasanter ! - Oh, ever so much
pleasanter. See how nice that will be."
"I can see what you want the old one
for," said Frost wearily. "He's been
playing old gooseberry with the Czar and
all his family arrangements ever since I
left the cradle. But I don't know what
the other lot have got to do with you,
unless you're on for Scotland Yard as
well." .
"Now you are curious again I" cried
Zeno, "I know what I want with the
other lot Let that be enough for both,
dear Frost. And now shall we go 'and
swear to live and die with Dobroskl?
Eh?"
(To be continued.)
Occasionally you meet a man so un
popular he might as well become dog
catcher.
Pineapple Prenerve.
No pineapple preserve Is so delicious
as tho old-fasbloned gritted sort, rich
and flavorouB. The fruit Is pared,
grated and measured, and a pound of
sugar allowed to each pint of pulp.
Add the sugar to the fruit In a porce
lain kettle nnd put It on tho range,
grading the heat so that it is moderate
for the first twenty minutes. After
that time the kettle may Jo drawn to a
hotter part of the range, where It
should still cook gently for about three
quarters of an hour. It should be clear
and transparent when done, and about
the consistency of marmalade. If a
specially juicy variety of the pineapple
is used the pulp may be drained in a
sieve before It Is cooked, the finished
preserve being the richer for it. The
Juice thus taken out Is useful to flavor
sauces, or with particularly agreeable
results an apple compote.
Beet Tea.
Take a pound of good round steak,
remove all the fat, wipe the meat with
a damp cloth, and cut It iuto pieces
about 1 Inch, square. Put this In a
glass fruit Jar, pour over It two cups
of cold water, and salt, and let It stand
for half an hour. Into a deep sauce
pan put several thicknesses of news
paper and set the jar on this. Pour
water into the saucepan so that it will
rise to the same height as the liquid in
side the Jar. Let the water reach the
simmering point, and let it stand for
two hours, then Increase the hent a
very little, and cook a little longer.
Pour off the liquid, strain, add more
salt, If necessary, and serve very hot
Mnahrooma and Cream.
Get very large mushrooms and re
move the stems; peel them and put each
one on a round of toast In a baking
dish, first covering the toast with thick
cream and seasoning with salt and pap
rika. Turn the cupslde of tho mush
room up, and fill this with more thick
cream, paprika and salt; cover tightly
and bake In a hot oven forty minutes;
remove, but let the dish stnnd covered
four minutes that the mushrooms may
absorb the steam; serve In the same
dish without the cover ; the mushrooms
may also be put in Individual dishes.
Sfolaaaea Wafers.
Cream well together one cupful of
butter and one cupful of sugar, add
one pint of molasses and one pint of
flour. This will make a thin batter.
Have flat pans well buttered. Drop
a few spoonfuls on each pan and place
In a moderately hot oven. The butter
will run together. Bake until the mix
ture begins to stiffen around the edges,
then take from the oven, cut quickly
Into squares and roll at once on the
stick. 1
Prone Pudding-.
Mix three and a half cups of flour,
one teaspoonful of salt, half a tea
spoonful each of cinnamon and nutmeg
mixed and rub Into one cup of suet
chopped fine, one cup of prunes stoned
and cut email; add one cup of sweet
milk, then one cup of molasses, with
one teaspoonful of soda. Turn It into
a buttered mold and steam three hours.
Serve with snowy sauce. ...
Fried Tomatoea.
Slice the tomatoes into thick pieces
and fry in butter until done. Trans
fer to a hot platter, sprinkle with salt
and pepper and keep hot-while you add
to the butter In which they were fried
a tablespoonful of flour and a pint of
milk, cook, stirring, to a smooth white
sauce and pour over the tomatoes.
Apple Taffy.
-Wipe small apples carefully and run
a thin skewer through each. Make a
sirup of a pound of sugar and a small
teacupful of water, and, when a little
hardens when dropped Into Iced wa
ter, add a tablespoonful of lemon Juice
and dip the apples into the sirup. Lay
on waxed paper to dry.
Rhubarb Fool.
Two bundles of rhubarb, half a pound
of sugar, half a pint of water, quarter
of a pint of cream, a little lemon rind.
Cut the rhubarb into small pieces and
stew gently with the watec, lemon rind
and sugar for about. one hour; then
rub it through a fine sieve and when
quite cool add the cream.
Mint Sauce,
For roast meat. Use the tips and
tender leaves. Wash dry on a cloth,
and chop very fine. To three trtble-
spoonfuls of chopped mint add two ta-
blespoonfuls of granulated sugar. Mix,
and cover with six tablespoonfuls of
vinegar. Leave an hour, squeeze and
strain. -
Cottage Cake. .
One and one-half cupfuls of sugar,
one-half cupful of butter, one-hali" tea
poon of soda, one teaspoonful of cream
nrtar, two cups of flour, two-thirds
iUD of milk ; flavor to suit taste.
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Nearly every one likes a fine
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that will feed the hair at the
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A case of remarkable sugaclty In a
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Two collie dogs were hunting rabbits
and the ravens were soaring overhead.
As the dogs drove the rabbit out Into
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straight Into a trap and was caught.
As the dogs came near the ravens came
down and by loud croaking mannged
to drive away both. They then started
to devour the rabbit, which they quick
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"Damper."
The word "bumper," meaning a
drinking vessel, derived Its origin from
the Roman Catholic religion.
It was the custom In England In an
cient times to drink the henlth of the
Pope after dinner In a full glass of
wine. This was called "au bon pere,"
from which we have the contraction
"bumper."
Uothen will find Mn. Window's Boo thin
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Wily Woman.
"Women are such convenient liars,"
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"Well," retorted Mrs. Judd. "There's
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"You sell a great many of the popular
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