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tl I I ] ' I have D : I D B ? I a i I T * ? ? ! I : i i ? 1 . < I i fa ? I I . ? '? \ t a < was r> I t' morn? ing 1 My door v tl ?? r ., pushed i had uaher. wlth < I U It mlght ba ccj to avall aervices, I true. But T .-n to : I had no b?. tbe mau, and lf he were ignora the ex nauf h by n iklng hlm the wiser. "I am anxious to see Madame de | Tarni? '. ralslng myself on my ?lbow to pour out my coffee. "Is she r rises until after her ? aecond bi hed the man. , **But I>r Starvautaa a^ that he is at ybur Exccllency'a dls- , posal." "He la very good." I yawned. and diamissed hlm. Now that Madame de Varnier was J not ta (or the t wlshed I might have slcpt long?r. It j was too h ap the doubtful ap- | polntment wlth Locke. even had I wlshed. But I dld not wlsh to keep it. ! First of all niust come Madame de ; Varnler's story. Afterwan! xnust shape their course aa they would. But it was impoesible to sleepagain; the glare of thc llght was unendur able. The nolsc of the rlver Aare aeemed to rise in a steady crescendo. I dressed leisurely, for I was deter xclned not to leave the chateau until I had seen Madame de Varnier. And yet I had no deslre for the company of "Dr. Starva. I looked about for a book or magazine to bcgulle the houra be? fore luncheon. Half a dozen awaited my perusal, xnost of Ihem yellow backed Fraach xtovela. One book. bowever, waa in Engliah. 'The Foreign Offlce Liat and DijdomaiJc ?Vttd Cposyjar H/andbooJi/'I ? and ? ,-v ; Then Toward the Chateau Walls. of a i m be : ? this, bcrause i Aare was a .uade. I son, a woman. and she ? para' and from r ard still agaln as no longer re -led. I stood at the window, Iean t I ccuh: - algn of no person at such of the wlndowa as I could r:d. My glan idly to the woman sunclng herself on the opposite bank. And as I loo tiny shaft of Ught arrcsted my atten tlon. It was scarcely larger than my hand, but It seemed endowed wltb e'fi; h !n i nce. For lt moved, lt da Aad always ln the dlrectlon of the woman with the para: Now lt crawled slowly along tho graveled walk in a direct line from the river bank toward her. Now it burned. a ahinlnp mark, motlonless. Then lt darted about ln ctrclea, and alwaya closc to tho woman as If to en gage her attentlon. A miuute. flve i minutea paased, whlle I watched the eccentrlc gyratlons of thia extraordl j narlly lntelligent shuft of light. Over I and over Its antics were repeated. The woman'a parasol was tllted care | lessly back for a nioment. The nar? row beam of light selzed Its oppor tunity. lt play.-d fantastically on tha dress of the woman. Now at last she had aeen lt. It flaahed upward toward h^r face. She looked about vaguelv, then toward the chateau walls. Now I had seen her face. It waa Helena Br??tt. I struck my forehead, Impatlent at xgy itujiidjty. Jt jrag _Captaln JEaibee ??d to roarlng rlvar had drowned his < -t I had He waa The j oa a mir ror will c 1 her ?n of ! y and In CHAPTER XIX. TrM ^g Message. r face ward h of tage i r>ed a r ' ? i aa it Am! gamo to no i To ? was my one ses lay b^fore me. . fore Helena n that nd if I ? : hastlly it.-j to the klng's m? all mlght yet be well. At :.ir as the establlsh ment of my innocence waa < Or I migh* ntf.i-f?V:e Helena To ber I mlght make my confesslon. And if she were pcrsuaded, nt.' that I waa acting in her interesta. but that my plan up Sir I mer's dlsappearance promlsed success, ..ow be succe; It was my fear that she would seorn fully refuse both to belleve my story and to accept my ald that made me hoaltato aa to this courae. It was Dr. Starva who decldod for me. He had appeared on tho terrace be low, and he was following Helena ? tt I had read Captaln Forbes's mcssage as well as Helena. Why, then, could there not have been a thlrd pcrsou . lnterested ln the strange antics of the ; mirror? And lf this eurmise were I true? If Dr. Starva or Madame de Varnier had read the message? They , had not hesltated to use despera'* aa> ! pedioats to galn their purpose. Would Dr. Starva hesltate to use means as , desperate la prevent Helena from summoning help? I aaked myself thls startllng qurs ,tlon as I took tbe stairs two at a time to the great hall. The main entrance was locked. For a monvnt I thought that I waa a prlsoner in the chateau as well as Captaln Forbea. Even now I am not certain that such was not the latention of Madame de VarniT. But Dr. Starva had galned the terrace by a small door close hy the aplral stair caae. In hia baate he had forgotten to lock this door. Deaperata aa waa my own ba tfiok tJie_j?recautlo_n of lorklr; the side door ?his were It was an lnstinct that : ?( autir-n Hut I my' - .-i I ran swlftly aa and l ? end ' ? ? Now ? Neithcr ? aa soon aa, ion. >ked hlm' !." he an-1 bat is Th Dtly hur> . lsrd I Bl \mer ay." : thc g. i ig ln a m tha' go by t : I was i lv a' . . I : r lt Waa an Unequal Struggle. ? atalrway as I grappled Wlth him. aaal struggle. I felt ?Ta halry hands c'ose about and I was hurled backward. CHARTER XX. I Am Rudeiy Enllghtened. .-? of tha blow had stunaed aaa for tha momenL Prasently I heard Heleca calllng for help. I strnggled to n y r-et and laaned gasp!ng against the waii. "Are you much hurt, slr?" she asked In French, ln a cool, matter of fact volce. She had not recognizcd me ln the scrni gloom. "i am nat hurt at all," I replled ln Dut I am aorry. Miaa Brett. that that villain haa made hia eacape." "I faney I heard some one rush after 1 she contlnued, comlng to me cJoser and trying to distinguish my features. "I am Mr. Hsddon." I said, quietly. She repeated the name vagueiy. Tha coward,' I added. There waa an, awkward pause. Wp began to ascend fhe second Illght of ateps. "I am arrald you are assuming a vou hava III I'eve now. I am i ' ou." ! a white hand ln tbe gloom. Thero was absolutely nothlng of aentimentalism in the actlon for myself. 1 was cynlcally unmoved. tbanks ? and a little sullenly. "I llttlo thoaahl dreamily, "that you, of all men, a It savors a good -matlc, docs lt no I est it was a 1 lent, a man was a too ! I I ! waa I ? | | I was ? ? tl I ? ? ? ? ? hrothcr. If you are L> frlend." I fact t\ argur.i "Ye-<; :. I ho ha now i ln my hands. I d righL It ln a task I ha Once I to me the life :.iO." ? humbly. Tata haa punlshed m> ild have Judged you so 1... and so wrong. I spoke in flerco remon stranca. "Will you never be J me? That waa an accident, I you." "I do not llke you less that you say so." It waa hopeless to make h<-r va atand now. I should have coofessed my cowardice aooner if I wlshed to be belleved. She had judged aa at La* And this judgment caused me mucb the greater paln. "Liaten." I drew her to a garden aaat "A llfe for a life?that is what you said. But if, Jnstead of a life. lt wera a man'a honor that I could save ?If It were tho honor of your brother?" Her lips tremhled. She leaned to ward me in her appeal. "Oh. you would crush me wlth the weifcht of my gratitude. Save my brother'a honor. and, and?" "I should then stand equal wlth other men ln your rospect?" "Yes," she said faintly, her eyes bright with unshed teara. "We need a frleod so much now. We are in such deep dlstress because of my i>oor brother. Bvldently you know of bla dlagrace." Shamo hlanched her cheek. "I kaow somethlng of it." I said with aympathy. "Tell me, Mlss Brott. do I not bear a marked resemblance to yaur brother?" JlAX Jlral ajgbt ii is J(artl]nx" ?ba crlad eagerly. ? and I saw you at Luoerae we tho - of his death. you can understand how if I am agaln sus plcioe that I should ? the K- a Varnier now.j at tata ? "If I a;n to help you. ' trust me." ' ??.'? nier?to l i woman. If my powr bn. a rl< ? I - I ' "ust Truat too la ? ? i see, I oked at ' . ve no woi night ? . i con . >3 will he:. ' Mr. Locke who dir? -daln a and m; i not include among my eblad aa, "tho fact that I was so fortunato as to ? i up speechless. Ro'k | startled glance upt, iu saved my life?" repeated 1 ader. "Havo I robbed my gallant country man of your gratitude, Miss Brett?" araaaaaly. "Then lt was you who rusbod down tho stalrway?" I stammered, my face hot with ahame. i. sir," he said. sternly, "lt waa I. It is not a pleasant faty to oxpose tho cowardlce of an acqi Miss Brett. I could have forglven hlm his terror. But that ha should rr.aa querade as a hero while I was valnly attemptJag to aaraaa tho biackguard who tried to murder you?that la a little too much." I confronted him, my hands clench ed ln my rage. But I did not speak. A iafeaaa was imposaible. I stared at hlm ln sil "I am al ;hat you aro rather fond of wearing tha lion'a skln. 1 U>lieve I had an appointment Wltb you thls mornlng at ten o'c: betty. "No?" "Then you did not receive the note placed on your pillow laat night? Ah, afartlaaat I beg your pardon, Mr. . >n.M I tnrned from him: I looked at Helena (Jur eyea met. I did not aay one word; I did not beaeech avea by a look. I had askcd her to truat me, but I had not looked for a altaatlon llke thls. Her eyes fell before mlae and they had told me nothtng. "I shall leave you to your Intervlew l with Mr I-neVe - she aaid quletly. VER8E WORTH READINO. Tha Man In the Bo>. a'-orn ls wrapped th* forsat. ?pa: ?way wlth th. apar*. lay ? oi a roothor's Joy, m furled. An.l a . atla bcy, tha world. ' ua ilest sktee rtstf; A f -ld. ... 1 ?vorld, -Anon. A Natural Coward. - in' one An* s -o you bet : ? ?.? i has I knowa I kln I mat .' Va tired I So I'a -<? aa* turn ' what < aud .i-hol I aln' folks Our Life. ara. From "Oream Pedlsry." croi ? ? ; kaaa faP ag". - And ? ' Song. aow that lif. Is sweet feet To lead ari>. ralr ? ?'a protectlng car. To !? W that life 1. dear tha t.ar ji>y or ??; ? ?Clln; ' ro[.f."t?n Mag azine. With Mary. Dnn't know how lt came about? ry! ? nt to aafll ry!) riia? a ry; ? ie words. . niill wlth Mary!) .'d her-ptain! agaln!" II and Mary!) ?Atlanta Constltutl Joy Too Brief. vaa gay with sunshlne The ara was sznooth antl ajba panaael i>- sMo .? ioaL And bude me Ua her sho<?. I knelt upon the snowy aand, The little sho. was trown, And brown tha sllken stocklng was Beneath tb. aweet, white gowo. "I hope you do not mlnd?" sb. aaldL Sald I: "Oh, no. Indeed. t rather wlsh." I darad to add, "You were a ceaUp*4*"' The Brute. "So Xantippe Snifklna ls going to apply for a dlvorce. Do you k::uw on what grounds? ' "Cruel and lnhuman I :.t." "Dld bat busband treat her so very badly?" "No man could have treated a wom? an worse. He never would give her any good reason for finding fault with him."?Baltimore American.