lion to Miss- Driscoll, I understand,
Adrian somewhat resented this al
lusion to his own personal affairs but
Saxon was so earnest and open that
he passed it by.
"You are going away tomorrow,"
continued Saxon, "leaving the gen
eral impression hat you will return
within the month to follow up your
courtship. Don't be offended, Mr.
Moore," continued Saxon seriously.
"There is a vital reason why I am
intruding upon your affairs."
"Suppose it is true that I hope to
win Miss Driscoll as my wife?" sub
. mitted Adrian.
"Well, Miss Violet Walton knows
"And suppose she does?"
"Then you will never see the lady
you love in life again, once you are
gone from here. Mr. Moore, you must
trust me absolutely, as a loyal, grate
ful friend, Miss Driscoll is in deadly
peril. She "must be protected until
her father returns and they remove
to Winnipeg, as he plans to do, and
retires on a .pension."
"You startle me," admitted Adrian.
"Please explain further."
"Violet Walton loves you, is bound
to win you. I know her ah, too well!
She is of a tragic, sinister nature, a
vampire, a true wolf wdman, a crea
ture -without conscience or principle.
Her maid, Ugalda, is the daughter of
a famed medicine man. of all Sioux
tribes. She is an adept in all love
charms and poisons. I nave reason
to know that through her this Walton
woman plots to remove her rival,
Miss Driscoll, from her path during
It did' not take long for Saxon to
give details proving to Adrian that
the situation was a grave one. He
marveled at his accurate knowledge
of the wilful siren whom he warned
him against. He looked anxiously as
Saxon finally said:
"There is only one way to positive
ly ensure the safety of Miss'Driscoll
until she leaves for Winnipeg." J
"And that is?" inquired -Adrian.
"You must ask Violet Walton to
become your wife."
"Why never that!"
"But you must," insisted Saxon,
"you must engage yourself to her.
You must not go near Miss Driscoll
before you go away." , ,
And so Adrian Moore left Chapelle,.:
after calling upon Miss Walton and!
making to her a, proposal of mar
riage. And Althea Driscoll, heard, of
it and grieved. Adrian felt that he,
knew his grounds, now, for Saxon
had given him a certain line of writ
ing that convinced him that he was
doing just right in following his di
j It was three weeks to a day when
Adrian returned to Chapelle. It was
i to find that Althea and her father had
I removed to Winnipeg. Then she was
! out of the danger zone and nothing
else mattered much.
There was Violet Walton -.to settle
with yet. At first Adrian evaded her.
One afternoon they, met at the edge
of the river, about a mile above the
falls. She came drifting to short in
her little rowboat, fluttering delight-,
ed, yet with, a searchbng challenge
pression in her eye.
"You seem; to have, been in no
haste to see your friends," she said
"and your fiance," she added auda
ciously. "I fancy .that" phase of our ac
quaintanceship is a past goneissue,
Miss Walton," he said 'gravely, brac
ing for a scene.
"What do you mean?" demanded
the woman, with dangerous gleaming
"This will tell you," and Adrian
handed her the bit of writing- that
Saxon had given him. It read:
"I am still very much alive. Hence
you have already a husband."
"With glaring eyes the woman rec
ognized the handwriting. She blazed
forth upon Adrian:
"Spj a plot to entrap me, to protect
Althea Driscoll until she got away!
Now listen," and she drew herself up
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