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ai here." a hand strayed to rest, flut tering, above her heart. "If I should let you go . . . Oh, ray deur one. don't, don't go J" "Mary," he began hoarsely, "I tell you" 0 "You're only going, Hugh, because . . . because I love you so I ... I am afraid to let you love me . That's true, Isn't UT Hugh it's true?" on the point of throwlny up the sponge, when f picked up a schooner that rei ported signal fires on No Man's Land. . . , I think that clears everything up." V "Yes," said VVhltaker sleepllj And so strong was his need of sleep that it was not until-ten o'clock the following morning, when the yacht lay at her mooring In the East river, that He mumbled an . almost inaudible Ember succeeded In rousing him by CHAPTER XVI. Continued 10 "I am all right. I'm resting, dear, find thinking. Don't fret about me, When I feel able, I will come down to you." "As you will," he assented, unspeak ably relieved: and returned to the kitchen. Sunset interrupted his thoughts sunset and his wife. Sounds of someone moving quietly round the tcitchen, a sofi dash of dishes, the rattling of the grate, drew hitn back to the door. a She showed htm a face of cairn re straint and implacable resolve. "Hugh" he; mice had found a new, sweet level of gentleness and strength "I Just wanted to tell you how sorry I am. I've I tic you go without your lunch." "Well," he admitted with a short laugh, "I'm famished !" She paused, regarding him with her whimsical, indulgent smile. "You strange creature!" she said softly. "Are you angry with me impatient tar this too facile descent from heroics frj the commonplace? Be patient with me, dear." But, alarmed by his expression, her words stumbled and ran out. She stopped back a pace, a little flushed tin! tremulous. "Hugh! No, Hugh, no!" "Don't be afraid of me," he said, Mrning away. "I don't mean to bother. Only at times " i'l know, dear; but it must not be." "Shall you make a fire again to oighr?" sjie asked, when they had con cluded the meal. "In three places," he said. "We'll not stay another day for want' of let ting people know we're here. I'll go now. When you are ready ?" i "I shan't be long," she said. When it was quite dark, Whitaker o.rought a lantern to the door and lulled her, and they went forth to-tuther. As he had promised, he had built tip three towering pyres, widely apart When all three were in full roaring flame, their Illumination was hot and glowing over all the upland. It eemed impossible that the world should not now become cognizant of their distress. At some distance to the north of the greatest fire that nearest the farm-house they sat as on the prevl ous night, looking out over the black and unresponsive waters, communing together in undertones. In that hour they learned much of one another; much that had seemed strange and questionable assumed, in the understanding of each, the com pletion of the normal and right. Whit aker spoke at length and in much de tail of his Willful Missing years with out seeking to excuse the wrong-minded reasoning which had won him his own consent to live under the mask of death. He told of the motives that had prompted his return, of all that had happened since in which she had had no part with a single reserva tion. One thing he kept back; the time for that was not yet. , A listener In his turn, he heard the history of the little girl of the Com mercial House breaking her heart agaiust the hardness of life in what Ht first seemed utterly fuciie endeavor to live by br own efforts, asking nothins more of the man who had given her his ame. He learned of the coming of Max, his Interest In her, the indefatigable pains he had expended coaching her to bring out the latent ability his own genius divined; of the initial perform ance of "Joan Thursday" before meager and indifferent audience, her instant triumph and subsequent con quest of the country In half a do.en widely dissimilar roles; finally of her decision to leave the stage when she married, for reasons comprehensible, demanding neither exposition nor de fence. ' "It doesn't matter any longer," she commented, concluding: "I loved and I hated It. It was deadly and It was glorious. But It no ' longer matters. It la finished; Sara Law is no more." "You menn never to go back to the tage?" "Never." "And yet " he mused craftily. -Never r She fell blindly Into hi trap. "I promised myself Ions ago that If ever I became a wife" -; "But you are no wife," he countered. "Dear, you are cruel to me!" "I think It's you who would be crutl to yourself, dear heart." "I think," she announced, "we'd bet ter go In." She rose without assistance, moved away toward the house, paused and returned, in i i. ,, . i .-1 , i ... jiukii, sue sum genuy, witil a quaver In her voice that wounded his conceit in himself; for he was sure avowal of his Intention. "nugh. you're killing me! If you love me " He gave a gesture of despair and capitulation. I've done my best, Mary. I meant to do the right thing. I" "Hugh, you mean you won't go?" Joy from a surcharged heart rang vi brant in every syllable uttered In that marvelous voice. But now he dared meet her eyes. Yes." he said, "I won't go " nodding, with an apologetic shadow of his twisted smile. "I can't if . . It distresses you." "Oh, my dear, my dear!" Whitaker started, staggered with amaze, and the burden of his wife in his arms. Her own arms clipped him close. Her fragrant, tear-gemmed face brushed his. He knew at last the warmth of her sweet mouth, the dear madness of that first caress. Then through the magical hush of it spelled laughter at hls'exDense and well-merited "Hiifrh. von Mo- niirW that time when the world stood still. boy ! get up this instant and come ne thln clear vibrations of a distant back to the house with me. You know I'm timid. Aren't you ashamed of yourself?" "I suppose so," he grumbled, rising, "I presume it's childish to want the moon and sulk when you find you can t have it. "Or a star?" iie raaae no repiy; out bis very silence was eloquent. They, entered the kitchen. "Something'!! have to be done; if hail : "Aho-oy I" In his embrace his wife stiffened and lifted her head to listen like a startled fawn. "Listen !" He held up his hand. This time it rang out more near and most unmistakable: "Ahoy! The house, ahoy!" With the frenzied leap of a madman, Whitaker flung out into the dim, sil very witchery of the night. He stood main strength and good-will. Ills wife had gone ashore an hour ago, after refusing to listen to a sug gestion that VVhltaker be disturbed. The note Ember handed him was brief, but in, W.'t.aker's sight eminently ade quate and compensating. Dearest Boy: I won't krt them wake you, but I must run away. U't erly and I must do some shopping before ple are about. My house here ts cloed; Mrs Srcretan Is In Maine with the only keys aside ftom those at Great West Bay; and I'm a positive fright In a coat and skirt borrowed from tho stewardess. 1 don t want even you to see me until I'm decent ly dressed. I shall put up at the Waldorf; come there tonigM, and we will dine to gether. Every fiber af my being lovei you. MARY. Whitaker cook a serene and shining face to the breakfast in the saloon, under the eyes of Ember. Toward noon they parted asuore, each taking a taxicab to his lodgings. The under standing was that they were to dine together all three, Whitaker 'promis ing for his wife upon the morrow. (TO BE CONTINUED.) COMBINATION SURE TO WIN WOMAN SICK TWO YEARS Could Do No Work. Now Strong as a Man. III VjMHfv jjjj they won't help us, we'll have to help staring, while the girl stole to his ourselves. Hugh!" There was alarm In her tone. He looked up quickly. "Hugh, what are you thinking of?" "Oh nothing. But I've got to think of something." She came nearer, Intuitively alarmed and pleading. "Hugh, you wouldn't leave me here alone?" side and caught his arm. He passed It round her, lifted the other hand, dumbly pointed toward the northern beach. For the moment he could not trust himself to speak. In the sweep of the anchorage a small, white yacht hovered ghostlike. On the beach itself a small boat was drawn up. A figure in white "Don't be afraid," he said evasively, waited near It. Rising over the brow I'll be here as always when you of the uplands moved two other fig- wake up." . ures In whjte and one in darker cloth- She disappeared; the lght of her ing, .the. latter leading the way at a lamp fuded, flickering In She draught rupi$ pace. As they drew together, of the hall, stencilled the wall with its evanescent caricature of the bal ustrade, and was no longer visible. "Hugh!" her voice rang from the upper floor. He started violently out of deep ab stractlon, and replied inquiringly. "You won't forget to lock the door?" He swore violently beneath his breath; controlled his temper and re sponded pleasantly: "Certainly not." Then he shut the outside door with a convincing bang. "If this be marriage . . . I" He smiled his twisted smile. Leaving the kitchen light turned low, he went to his own room and, as on the previous night, threw him' self upon the bed without undressing; but this time with no thought of sleep, Indeed, he had no expectation of clos ing his eyes In slumber before the next night, at the earliest; he had no Intention other than to attempt to swim to the nearest land. An hour dragged out Its weary length, and the half of another. He rose, with infinite precaution against making any noise. Slowly, on tiptoes, Whitaker stole toward the door, out into the hall, took a single step on toward the kitchen; and then, piercing suddenly the abso lute stillness within the house, a board squealed like an animal be- nenth his tread. In an Instant he heard the thud and patter of her footsteps above, her loud, quickened breathing as she leaned over the balustrade, looking down, and her cry of dismay: "Hugh I Hugh r He halted, saying in an even voice "Yes, It is I." She had always seen him; there was no use trying to get away without her knowledge now; be sides, he was no sneak-thief to fly from a cry. He burned with resentment. Impatience and Indignation, but he waited stolidly enough while the woman flew down the stairs to his side. "nugh," she demanded, white-faced and trembling, "what Is the matter? Where are you going?" He moved his shoulders uneasily, forcing a short laugh. "I daresay you've guessed It Undoubtedly you have. .Else why " " He didn't finish save by a gesture of resignation. You mean you were going going to Try to swim to the mainland? I meant to try It," he confessed. "I should have known I" she de clared passionately. "I was asleep, but I knew the Instant yon stirred." "It must be done," he muttered. Tlease " "But ft must not be aone ! Ungh P ner voice ascecded. "I I can't let you. I won't let you ! You . . . ItH be your death you'll drown. I shall have let yon go to your death " "Oh. now, really " he protested. "But. I inch. I kno it I I feel it the leader of tho checked his pace, and" called: - "Hello there ! Who are you? What's the meaning of your fires ?" Mechanically Whitaker's lips ut tered the beginning of the response: "Shipwrecked signaling for help" "Whitaker!" the voice of the other interrupted with a jubilant shout. "Thank God we've found youl" It was Ember. With Ideas and Industry Ninety Men Out of Every Hundred Will Achieve Success. "Some self-conceited phUosopher has said that genius Is nothing but an In finite capacity for untiring application. It would seem 'that this attempt to de fine genius would apply more appropri ately to talent. It is also an obvious fact that many people, thoughtful oth erwise, use language, loosely. We would think the remark quoted a&ove a case In point, observes the Los An geles Times. There is no doubt that talent, to make itself effective, requires untiring effort and unlimited application. (Jtv en talent, and application, success Is sure to follow in 'any man's career. Many of us are very much inclined to find fault with society and lay all oir failure to succeed at its door. Cocitty is not a concrete fact. . It is simply an abstraction invented to represent hu- Chicago,-111. "For about two yeart I suffered" from a female trouble so I was unable to walk Or do any of my own work. I read about IydiaE. Pinkham's Vegetable Com- , pound in the news papers and deter mined to try it. It brought almost im mediate relief . My weakness has en tirely disappeared and I never had bet ter health. I weigh 165 pounds and am as strong as a man. I think money is well spent which pur chases Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound." Mrs. Jos. O'Bryan, 1755 Newport Ave. Chicago, 111. The success of Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound, made from roots and herbs", is unparalleled. It may ba used with perfect confidence by women who suffer from displacements, inflam mation, ulceration, irregularities, peri odic pains backache, bearing-down feel . ing, flatulency, indigestion, dizziness, and nervous prostration. Lydia E. Pink ham's Vegetable Compound is the stan dard remedy for female ills. w Flattering Opinion. "Is Mabel going to take a fiat when she marries?" "I believe that is the family's opin ion of him." FRUIT LIME CHILD "California Syrup of Figs" can't harm tender stomach liver and bowels. Every mother realizes, after giving her children "California Syrup of Figs" that this is their ideal laxative, tiAtancm tliav Inva Itfl nlcaoflnt tocA inanity ,tn the aggregate. Nature has and lt thoroughly cleanses the tender been very niggardly in her -gifts to , srorna(,h. ilTfir AnA howela with- CHAPTER XVII. Disappearance. Seldom, perhaps, has a habitation been so unceremoniously vacated as was the solitary farmhouse on that isolated Island. Whitaker delayed only long enough to place a bill, bor rowed from Ember, on the kitchen table, In payment for what provl- many of us, and where this Is so no amount of effort, no matter how con tinuously it is applied can lead to large success. Those who find fault witli society as the cause of their failure are wrong. Given a fair amount of talent that is, brains and untiring application, and success will be achieved, ninety-nine times out cf every hundred. This may be proved by reference to any walk in life to which human beings apply them selves to reach success. out griping. "When cross, irritable, feverish, or breath Is bad, stomach sour, look at the tongue, mother! If coated, give a teaspbonful of this harmless "fruit laxative," and in a few hours all the foul, constipated waste, sour bile and undigested food passes out of the bow els, and you have a well, playful child again. When its little system is full of cold, throat sore, has stomach-ache, diarrhoea, indigestion, colic remem ber, a good "inside cleaning" should always be the first treatment given. Millions of mothers keep "California Syrup of Figs" handy; they know a teaspoonful today saves a sick child Deadly Mysterious Disease. The China Mail reports that a mys terious disease which paralyses the stomach and ascends to the heart causing syncope, has overtake! a gang tomorrow. Ask at the store for a 50- of Knowloon dock Phlnosa hnnrla n,hn rent rintrlo nt "rnHfYirnln Hvmn nt sions they had consumed, and to ex- have been engaged in salving the S. S. Figs," which has directions for babies, ' tlnguish the lamps and shut the door, vvislev. which rnn .mn,i LiM.n f n ta ow.. Saigon a couple of months ago. printed on the bottle. Adv. The work was delayed through the dread epidemic, which has taken hold j of the workers. The Blue Funnel a Ten minutes later he occupied a chair beneath an awning on the after deck of the yacht, and, with a blessed cigar fuming in the grip of his teeth, stared back to where their rock of ref uge was swiftly blending Into a small dark blur upon the face of the waters. "Ember," he demanded querulously, what the devil Is that place?" "You didn't know?" Ember asked. amused. "It is No Man's Land." I'm strong for Its sponsors In bap tism. And the other?" "Martha's Vineyard. That's Gay head the headland with the light house. Off to the north of it, the Elizabeth islands. If we're lucky, we'll be at anchor off East Twenty fourth street by nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Any kick coming?" "Not for me. You might better con sult my wife," said Whitaker with an embarrassed laugh. "Look here: Tve told you how things were with us, la brief; but I'm hanged If you've dis gorged a single word of explanation as to how you came to let Drummond slip through your fingers, to say noth ing of how you managed to find us." "He didn't slip through my fingers," Ember retorted. "He launched a young earthquake at my devoted bead and disappeared before the dust settled. 1 came to some time later with a gag In my mouth, handcuffs on my wrists, behind my back, and rope round my legs. Midnight the following night. S. Telamachus brought up from Cape rifles?" The Idea. 'What is the principle of repeating Barilla a few survivors who were at once conveyed to a hospital where their condition has been watched with much concern by the medical frater nity. So. far the disease has not been diagnosed. The captain of the Blue Funnel boat said when he called at Cape Barilla he was Informed thai a virulent disease had broken out among the Chinese salvage crew and seven of them had died. Fifty-eight were taken on board and hurried with all dispatch to Hong-Kong, "I suppose it Is to make every shot tell on the enemy." The occasional use of Roman Eye Balaam at night upon retiring will prevent and re lieve tired eyea, watery eyea, and eye strain. Adv. Dress may influence a woman, but It's the Easter hat that dominates her. Realize the Good You Desire. He who knows the spirit of law U not forced to stand powerless In an guish of heart before wasting sick, ness. Strive with all the power within you (and lt Is great If you but recog nize It) to break down the walls of belief that any evil can dominate yon. Cast out the error that stands be tween you and the greatest good yon desire. As surely as the sunlight of day melts Into the purple twilight of evening, so surely do you strike sturdy, determined blows against the prison walls of delusion and false belief. Not a pain but will vanish when the wls tongue gives It the lie. Not a mlsfor- fiinA hut will rive nl.ir tn nopm an the owner happened along and let me oJ wnen tne wise t0Dgue gpcaks concerning IL Unity. loose. It was easy enough to surmise Drummond had 6ome pal or other working with him I was slungshot- ted from behind, while Drummond was walking ahead. And two men had worked In the kidnaping of Mrs. Whitaker. So I went sleuthing; traced you as far as Sag Harbor. There I lost you and there I borrowed this outfit from a friend, an old-time client of mine. We kept cruising, looking up American Rice Production Felt About 2,000,000 natives of Slam art engaged In the cultivation of rice, but the large Inqease in the produc tion of American rice Is having the effect of reducing the Slam crop. Eliminating Possibilities, "What's the pipe of peace, Jimmy r "Well, from the way pa and mi unlikely places. 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