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THE LADY EVELYN
A Story of Today
BY MAX PEMBERTON
Alone in his own room, high up in
the northern tower of Melbourne Halt,
the Karl locked the door and turned
Wp the lights with the air of a man
who has a considerable! taBk bofore
him and must make the most of the
ours of grace remaining.
He, "was very pale and greatly
changed since he had returned from
London three hours ago. Some would
have perceived in his manner, not the
evidences of fear but of displeasure,
and such dlspleasuro aa events border
tag upon tragedy alone could provoke.
Uttering but one harsh instruction to
the servant who answered his bell,
ti sat at his writing table and for a
fun hour turned over the pages of a
Itlary which had not seen the light for
twenty years or more.
Georges Odin! How the very name
could seize upon his mind to the ex
biBlbn of all other thoughts. Sitting
.there with the time-stained papers be
Jsre him, the Earl was no longer In
Derbyshire but out upon the Carpath
ians) a youth of the West craving for
the excitements of the East; a hunter
pon a brave horse, the friend of bri
gands and of outlaws drinking deep
tat the Intoxicating draughts of free
torn and debauch. Well and truly
had this young Count whom Fate had
ent to hlB door, reminded htm' of
these scenes he had made it his life's
purpose to forget i
"Zallony, my lord," the Count had
aid, "Zallony still lives and you were
one of his band. They tell of your
crimes to this day. The mad Eng
lishman who carried the village girls
to the hills the mad Englishman who
drank when no other could lift the
cup the mad Englishman who rode
out of Bukharest In a bandit's cloak
and :!ved tbe Bohemian days of which
the vry gypsies were aahan I. Shall
I tell you his name? It would be that
of my father's murderer."
And the answer had been a cring
"I met Georges Odin in fair fight
He U8 the better man. I could show
the scars his sword left to this day.
Of what do you accuse me? They
ent him to prison well, I did not
make their lawB. He died there, a
convict laborer in tbe salt mines. Was
lt my doing? Ask those at the Min
istry. We moved heaven and f rth
to save him. The Government's rea
son waa a political one. They sent
your father to the mines because the
Russian Government then all pow
erful at Bukharest believed him to
he Its most dangerous enemy. His af
fair with me waa the excuse. What
had I to do with it?"
But the Count persisted.
"Your influence would have saved
him. Tou preferred to keep silent, my
lord. And I will tell you more. It
was at your Instigation that the Rou
manian Government arrested my fath
er In the first place. You wished (or
revenge I think it was more than
that. You were afraid that the worn,
an you married would And you out if
Georges Odin regained his liberty.
You were not sure that Dora d'Istran
did not love him. And so you Jpft
Roumanla and took her with you
luckily for you both to die before
she had read her own heart truly.
That's what I have come this long
way to tell you. To Robert Forrester
I said. How should I know that in
England they would make a Ion' of
och a man! I did not know It; but
to ne Is the same. You shall
rer my question or pay the price.
My lord, I have brains of my own and
X can use them. You shall pay me
What you owe you will be wise to do
The Earl did not wince at the threat,
or did his habitual self-control de
sert him. His insight would have been
hallow indeed if he had not per
ceived that he was face to face with a
Aakgerous enemy, and one with whom
hie, might not trifle.
''Put your question to me and I will
answer it," he said doggedly. "Re
member that we are not In Roumanla,
Count. A word from me and my men
would set you where questions would
help you little. Speak freely while T
have the patience to hear you." ' '
If'As freely ae you .ould desire, W
lord. A wise man would not utter a
threat at such a time. Do you think
that I, Georges Odin's son, do you
think that I come to England alone?'
Ah, my lord, how little you know me!
Open one of your windows and listen
for the mefcenge my friends will de
liver to you. I come to you with
white gloves upon my hands. It Is
tc aEl; yon, my lord, In what pilson
ny poor father is lying at this mo
ment. Tell me that, help me to open
the gatcb for bim, and we are friends.
II will be time to utter threats when
y i) refuse.-"
The Earl's face blanched at the
wnhlB. but he did not Immediately re
ply to them. The story which the
yelling mnn told was too astonlHhing
Uint ho should easily understand It. .
"Your father died In the fortrehs
of KaJova," he said at length, "I ie
number that It was in the month of
NiiYeuiuer In the year 1874. Why do
yoi 6j)Gik of the gate3 of his prison?
Itjis incredible thayou should bring
sup a ntory to me
-j'lAB little lnci edible as your ovn
Ignprance, my lord. I thought an you
did until tbe day, live yearB ugo,
wbluh reteared EailQuy'n brother from
Krajova. He brought the news to
us. My father lives. But ho is at
Krajova no longer. The Russian
Government novor forgets, my lord.
It remembers the day when Georges
Odin waB ltB enemy. My own people
fear that my father's liberty would
awaken old affairs that had better
sleep. He Is the victim of them.
Yours is the one hand In all Europe
that could sot him free. My lord, the
world must know his story and you
ehall write It. And If not you then
my Lady Evelyn, your daughter. Do
you think I am so blind that I do not
read the truth? The blood that ran
in the mother's veins runs In the
daughter's. Open the doors of this
house to her and she will go to the
hills as her mother went. The desire
of life throbs In her veins. When I
speak to hor, I, witness the struggle
between the old and the new; faith
and Joy; the convent and the theatre;
love and the prison. Your pride, your
fear, have made a captive of her but
I, roy lord, may yet cut her pretty
bonds. As God is In heaven, I will
not spare her one hour of shame if you
do not give my father back to me.
Think of that before you answer me.
The girl or the man. Your shame or
her freedom. My lord, you have not
many hours In which to choose."
Such an alternative the Earl car
ried with him to his own room; such
an alternative spoke to him from
every page of the diaries his hand
turned so painfully. It was as though
the dead had risen to accuse him.
Yonder, in a great clamped drawer of
the bureau, were the letters he had re
ceived from his dead wife in the days
when he contended with GeorgeB Odin
for the love of that mad, wild girl of
the Carpathians. How ardently he
had loved her! What mad hours they
had lived amid the gypsy children of
Roumanla! And yet in heart and will
she was another's. He had long
known she loved the prisoner at Kra
jova. And the one supremely cow
ardly thing he had done In the course
of his life had been done at the dic
tation of an uncontrollable passion
which would sacrifice even, honor for
ber sake. Georges Odin, the Count's
father, had met him in fair fight the
better swordsman had won. Never
would he forget the day the snow
capped hills, tbe white glen in which
they fought; the keen sword lightly
engaging his own; then the swift at
tsuk, the masterly reposte and that
sensation as of red-hot Iron passing
to his very heart. No shame here,
H Is true; but there were days of
shame afterward when the story came
out and King Charles himself asked
the question, was It so? A word from
Robert Forrester would have saved
his enemy from the mines. He never
spoke it. The man disappeared from
his ken, and he believed that he was
dead. He could scarcely deny the Jus
tice of the retribution which now over
Georges Odin alive and a prisoner
still in some unknown fortress cita
del. How the very name could awak
en forgotten sensations! It seemed
to the Earl as though the madness of
his youth struggled once more for
mastery with the finer impulses and
desires which a later day had inspired.
Yesterday he had been a country gen
tleman, seeking to cast behind finally
that cloak of unconventionally he had
worn with such pleasure in his youth.
He had meant to whitewash the sepul
chre; to take his seat In the LordE;
to equip himself for the great honors
thrust upon him; to marry Evelyn se
dately to a son of a noble house and
then, as it were, to convince himself
that the abnormal had been purged
out of him and would afflict him' no
more. These ambitions, however,
were powerless now to combat the
more natural Instincts which jthe story
pt his youth could recreate for him.
Once more In Imagination be rode the
hills of Roumanla as a free adventur
er. Hubralttlng to the lawB neither of
God nor of man. Once more the st
ations voluptuousness of the Earl dom
inated him, and the spirit within him
rebelled at Its captivity. He must es
cape convention, he thought, become
a wanderer once more. And Evelyn!
Had he not feared to read In her acts
thievery inheritance bts-ow'n nature
cried out for. He shuddered 'when 'he
thought of Evelyn. Who would save
her'ln the hour of cataclysm?
Such were the thoughts of that
night long drawn and terrible. In mo
mentH of revulsion against those who
had thus brought him to bay, there
were mad whisperings which remind
ed him that Georges Odin's ton whs
the prlEoner of his house and thnt. a,
he would, he might readily be dut'dn
ert there until some understanding had
been come to. This was a thoue'U the
Karl (ould recall again and ngain.
The man was alone and helnlefct. In h'1
hands. It would.be folly to oprn. the
doors and to Bay, "Go. out'anfiMl'Sht
story to the world." Mctlbourur Hull
had harbored greater wretp before
that day.- and might wltncev them
uptln. Why should he ntnnd Irnwor
lute: what forbade him to nue Eve
lji: from all that revolution mus
mean to her? He knew not it :e
rrmlned for the house to tinnvvpi him
silently and finally, with the answer
ol one who has eel out upon no Idle
mission but Is well awnru of the dan
ger he iniiHt face.
This was at the. hour ot davii. Tn
ablq, to Bleep, the Ear sat by his oppn
window watching the chill jjraj Ugh
creeping over the dew-laden grass and
disclosing the trees ono by one as
though an unseen hand drew hock the
curtain of the night from the stately
branchos. And now all stood rovealed
as In a plcturo of a forest land; the
vast spaces of ripe greon grass, delici
ous vistas of wood and thicket; home
Bconca, and scenes of Nature untram
melled. Upon other days, often at
such an hour as this, the Earl had
looked down upon them and said,
"Mine mine ... all these aro
mine." To-day ho viewed them with
heavy eyes. Something unfamiliar in
the landscape attracted his attention
and roused him from his musings.
A loom of heavy white smoke float
ing upward from the glen! Nothing
but that A drift of smoke and anon
the figure of a man seen between the
trees, Another would hardly have re
marked the circumstances, but Robert
Forrester became awake in an Instant
and bb vigilant ns one who dreads that
which his eyes discover.
''They are gypsies, by " he said,
"and they have come at this man's
He knew the meaning of their pres
ence without words to tell him. They
had come to demand the freedom of
their old master, Georges Odin, whose
son had carried them across the seas
"I must answer them," the Earl
said, "and if I answer them, what
then? Will the other be silent?"
He turned away and shut the win
dow violently, aB though to shut the
"He would kill me," he said; "the
world Is not big enough to hide me
from Georges Odin."
The Price of Salvation.
Evelyn met her father at the
breakfast table on the following morn
ing; but their brief conversation In no
way enlightened her. The Earl, in
deed, appeared to be entirely wrapped
up In his own thoughts, and the few
questions he put to her were far from
"You have seen my friend, Count
Odin'," he remarked abruptly, "what
Is your opinion of him?"
"He interests me, but I do not like
him," she replied frankly.
"A first Impression," the Earl con
tinued with a note of annoyance but
Ill-concealed. "You will get to know
him better. His father was my oldest
"In which case the son Is some
times an embarrassraeit" " she said
naturally, and with no .dea of the
meaning of ber words.
The Earl looked up quickly.
"Has he told you anything." )
asked with little cleverness, "spoken
of Bukharest, perhaps? You must
have been a good deal together while.
I waa away. What did he say to you
A man like that Is never one to hold
his tongue." -j
She mulled at the suggestion.
"He was unconscious for thirty
hours. My store of small talk did not
come up to that. Why do you ask me,
father? Don't you wish me to talk
"My dear child. I wish you to like
him If you can. His father was my
friend. We must show him hospitality
Just for his father's sake."
"Oh, I'll take him in the park and
flirt with him if you wish it. The
nuns did not leach me how I suppose
flirtation was an extra."
Again he looked at her closely.
Th's flippancy veiled some humor he
could not fathom. Was It possible
that the girl had been fascinated al
ready by a man well schooled in the
arts of pleasing women. And what
solution of his trouble would that be?
If he gave Evelyn to the son of
Georges Odin a coward's temptation
from which he shrank Immediately,
but not bo far away that he put the
thought entirely from him.
"I mean nothing so foolish," ho ex
claimed sharply; "the Count is our
guest and must be treated as such. I
understand that he Is allowed to go
out to-day. If you have any wish to
accompany him in the car, he will
consider it a courtesy."
"Thank you," she said in a hard
voice, "I should really be frightened
of the Vicar's wife."
Her raillery closed the conversa
tion. The Earl ' went upstairs to his
guest. Evelyn, tit a later hour, caught
up a straw hat and ran off by herself
to the little boat-house by the rlrer.
She was a skilful canoeist and there
was Just water enough for the dainty
canoe her father had bought In Cana
da for her. Never was she eo r.uch
alone as when iylng','bookr in hand;
beneath' te shelter of some utobrage-'
Jus' willow; and to-day she welcomed
solitude as she had never welcomed
It since first they came to Melbourne
Hall. One refuge there was above
others Dl Vernon's Arbor, they called
It, where the willows spread their
trailing branches upon the very wa
ters; where the banks were so many
couches of verdant grant, the Iris gen
erous in Its abundant beauty, the riv
er hut a pool of the deepest, moU en
trancing blue water thin relugc she
had named the Lake of Dreamt, and
to this to-day she steered hnr frail
craft, and there found that tu'.IUide
sho prized so greatly.
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TO BE CONTLNUED
September imports at $435,000,000
$92,000,000 above tbe previous
ruga record indicate the trend in
freign trade which time will inten
sify unless offset by credits. Ex
ports in September were $503,000,
000, as against tbe August figure of
S646.000.000. Further declines are
anticipated. It is interesting to note
tnat imports lor iyis may reacii w,
ftOO.000,000. compared with less than
!2,000,000,000 in 1013. The demand
for foreign manufactured goods and
foodstuffs in this country is rapidly'
The Business Outlook
STEEL OPERATIONS APPROACH NORMAL RETAIL TRADE
CONTINUES GOOD EXCEPT WHERE STRIKE TROUBLE IS
ACUTE EUROPEAN CREDIT NEEDS ARE LARGE AND
CALL FOR ADOPTION OK FAR-SEEING POLICY AND SAV
ING IN AMERICA.
(Business Feature Service.)
Steel operations we approaching
normal in a majority of mills, nlul
even lnbor lenders admit the strike
n failure ns regards indefinite stop
page of production. The coal Strike
has caused some anxiety, but many
mills have coal on hand for several
weeks and others use natural gas cx
lensively. Earnings of the United
States Steel corporation for the third
quarter were reported as $40,000,000
a gain of ,?G,000,000 over the pre
ceding quarter. August with net
earnings of $14,500,000 is the cor
poration's best month this year. Sep
tember fell ofT, partly owing to the
strike, which steadily lost impetus
after the first week and will not af
fect last quarter earnings ns serious
ly as might be feared.
Retail trade continues generally
good despite high prices, except in
localities where strike trouble is
acute. The purchasing power of the
public is immense. The demand for
merchandise becomes apparent
whenever scarcity of immediate sup
ply asserts itself.
Organization of a world league of
trade, agreed upon at the Interna
tional Trade conference, will facili
To Save a Considerable Sum on
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tate the extension of credit to Euro
pean buyers during the next few
years of reconstruction, tend to ce
ment friendship between the leading
powers, and solve many of the mi
nor complicated problems which
surrotmd foreign trade. Europe's
credit needs arc large in correspon
dence with her need of goods.
America must save and produce in
order to fill both these needs.
. The outlook has been good for en
actment of wise railroad legislation
to safeguard the country's transpor
tation systems. Both House and Sen
ate have labored diligently over bills
designed lo give the ronds thnt meas
ure of protection necessary to at
tract investors. The crux of the rnil
rond problem is financial, relating to
the enlistment of funds for replace
ment and improvement of facilities.
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