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"But you hay,' seen " ,
"All. That -need not alarm, you.
will go and forget-"
"Wait wait " She seized his
arm in feverish haste. He followed
her glance. The spy was returning,
and with him a person the wayfarer
doubted not was the husband 'of the
"Take my hand," panted thegirl to
Allen. "Place one arm about my
waist Bend your face as if speaking
to me. Oh, do not misunderstand
"As soon an angel!" spoke Lane
Allen reverently. You can. trust me
as an own brother." " '.
Thus they stood. The glamour of
the moonlight irradiated seeming
lovers. The piteous mixture of
dread, hope, shame and embarras
ment in the girl's bewitching face
appealed to the sterling manliness of
her companion. All the time, how
ever, the touch of her hand, the close
ness of her-perfumed breath swayed
the lone, friendless wayfarer as
though he "were transported to a
riew world of contentment supreme.
Gordon Brooks came rushing down
the path. He lifted his cane to strike.
Then he started- back as he 'saw
not his wife, but his Bister-in-law. A
great laugh of relief left his lips.
"You, Ariadne?" he spoke. Then
he ran back" at the mean spy lurking
near at hand. , "You scoundrel!" he
hissed. "How'fiared you malign my
wife! That and that!".
Twice he struck the miscreant with
his .cane, straight across the face,
knocking him down. Dallas squirmed
out of the way.
"You dootard!" he screamed. "Still
are you fooled!"
"Go!" shouted Brooks "If I ever
see-yourevil face again I will horse
"Aye, I'll go, for I hate you have
hated you since you did indeed horse
whip me once, and I swore to-ruin
V6u. I have failed this hour, but later
I swear I willwipe out this last In
sult and kill you!"
The. wretch drew-out a,dagger with"
a jeweled handle, waved it menacing
ly, and Gordon Brooks returned to
"You .have saved my sister," whis
pered Ariadne Beltrand, tumultuous
ly. She had drawn away from the
man. in whose arms she had, 'to .him,
so dehciously rested.. Her face was
one deep pained flush. "I dare noj
offer you reward." '
"I am already rewarded," he said,
and stooped to pick up a rosebud that
had fallen from her bodice.
ilYou. will forget?" she pleaded,
clasping her hands beseechingly.
"Everything, -except you you I
can never forget;" and Allen placed
the rosebudi within his 'breast, bowed
with the grace of3r courtier and1 was
gone. She kissed,' her two hands
after him in token.of "heartfelt grati
tude. ?, -
Allen wanderedifar from the scene,
but some influence drew bim back to
the little', town." "ttwas-to learn that
Gordon Brooks had, been found mur
dered in 'his owiti.garden, a, jeweled i
stiletto sunk deep in. his heart-'
Dallas was suspected. He had dig
appeare"d;v There Twere distressing
rumors" as .to Mrs.' Brooks, however.
It was known that, she had never
loved her husband.- Then, too, her
former lover was on his return to
Brampton. Gossip was weaving a
cruel net of suspicion and scandal
about the suffering, innocent-wife.
Allen chanced to note in the local
paper an advertisement It asked
communication with "the stranger
who had passed through the Brooks
garden" the night of the great social
function. It directed him to Mr.
Brownthorpe, lawyer of the estate.
Thenext day AJ en j-tjw that his
evidence as to the stiletto and the
threat of Dallas would forever exon
erate vMrs. Brooks. Onoe more he
As they entered the courtroom the
next day, Allen gave a great start as
he observed seated beside the'judge
ia man whom he recognized. He turn.-' &
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