WV" lNSTALLMINT
\‘v l—Coetluued
z» arty about Lillian
Mt with instinctive
.3:
__ .‘le supper-room was
L. ‘rut he remained mo-
" v a species of'fatsl-
,n. dher drawnearwith
{v ice. but in the brief
n-d while she "evened
he gauged to the full
' the new atmosphere.
. denim. had gained over
'.\ lill an unlookedfor rush
m- realized how dearly he
“i. ulih if.
rslme closer, the mean-
.unvr became clearer to
r
I!
.i".
l' l
0‘ iikwl incessantly. lauth
"ind lln'n, ‘ ".i her eyes wprp
mt, 'l'.‘ i 4v slll'u'uwi lili'
illo curt" iur ilw‘n firinl‘N‘Fd
l“‘.l rrou 31"‘l ".ll the: flour
.. summing quite sweet.
. 2v... my'm: l»! the man
~.;.... ““hin hear-
». .' . 122m- raMll‘tilf
. . ‘. .;» Itl sunnr.” As
'\ "‘s her glance wan-
it 'v-t uninter-
l‘v v.\v'l~r twin
4 ‘ mud to the man
'nilnizlml ilullifil
l‘. t.’j.:fxl.n
ii."
:il direct.
u wring
7 .--.l
\2 .; 'lU‘
l: ' Y‘ul'r
’\ ii
, *2- +rn~ aw
.. I ‘mi ill
‘, '1 ll" lil‘l' in“,
n,
"m cor.
'l‘ilf‘ll
,x- w l him a
- I'il'l‘l“‘li‘n aftirred. her
I'll the cnlui'r'd with
‘u lookcd like a spoiled
or; a bmllmn-lmx.0pens
-l it vtl'p’v,
p prom.“ n‘flli' the doorway
c.
We famouenovelis
macaw
- a»
a s rung:
llvelookedup-“Outeftberoeml”
she said.
He looked down at her. compelling
her gaze. “Out of the room—and the
house." he answered. "Let us go—
home."
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1 .
CHAPTER XVII
THE necessary formalities of de-
parture were speedily got
through. The pa-ing of the corri-
dors. the gaining of the carriage.
seemed to Loder to be marvellously
simple proceedings. Then. as he sat
by Eve‘s side and again felt the.for-
ward movement of the horses. he had
leisure for the first time to wonder
whether the time that had passed
since last be occupied that position
had actually been lived through.
Only that night he had uncon-
viciously compared one incident in his
life to a sketch in which the lights
and shadows have been obliterated
and lost. Now that picture rose be
fore him. startlingly and incredibly
intact. He saw the sunlit houses of
Santasaiare. backkrnunulcd by the
mall: hills—saw them as plainly as
when he bimsi-lf had sketched them
on his memory. Every detail of the
ucvnn remained the same, even to the
ventral fictive; only the eye and the
hand of tho artist had changed.
At His {Mint Eve broke in upon
his thoughts Her first words Were
nun-loud;- comcidentail.
"What (lid you think of Lillian A}
trupp to-nlchi?" she asked. "Wasn't
hcr gown perfect?"
Lmier lifted his head with an al-
most guilty start. Then he answered
straight from his thoughts.
"1—! didn't notice it." he said:
“but her eyes reminded me of a cat's
eyes—and she walks like a cat. I
never seemed to see it—uutll to-
“ gin. 4‘ v." possum“, the red ill-Till."
n... «1' at luniur was Eve chanced her position. "She
l" "l'w' Nli Mimi? “f ill“ was very artistic." she said, tenta-
mlwot Lillian." he said. ylvply. "hnn't you think the cold
Mm wi, "you l‘mk as if you :v-Wn “as 'hoautlful with her villi:L
lam, auto to be somehnd." colored hair?"
,-l- y]'-.ll', f‘tlliiiuv“ in find hf“! Md“? f“lt Climfl‘ed- Ila was (‘MI‘
”w" ;ll;el””““‘d (lellght- vinced that live disliked the. other
'1 were exactly the tonic
ilt‘f‘flf'd. She l‘mlled ho-r
"ll-bed smile as she turn-
'19“?! him.
Leonard. you're usinz
"I: when that happens
responsible for what
liar words Came more
’ with a tam-h of languid
ller composure was
gtrvrer‘l.
'r the first time Loder
: position. Moved by an
wade no o-iYM'f to dis-
".rl hock to Eve's side
a nun thrmmh hers—
concealing his left hand,
*h of her skin through
we thrilled him unex-
‘I’ s impulse hnri been one
x v, but the result was «if
character. At the quick
.. wish to light for—~10
inf.~nvi-~—tho position that
' u so dear woke in rent-Wed
"l a new determination he
, w
a
min towards Lillian.
.iltht tho sumo impression——
an 0-)“ gnu," haul Ed "Why
Inuit I‘m- that?" He asked
.linu fi‘i'.lllf.y nni with up-
H’c‘ws'wss. i‘wtllrh, through
4 rv-Ison stow! aximst~hls
-Hl~lv' «'r‘cni aloud that it
iv fur the mes that had
"ace in a imlratiou. in love.
f” ."l i now in recokni‘
air seemed breathless
~lcn uni waited. His im-
I‘nn was a, mere shimA
‘l «ircss and gold hair:
was rcally conscious of
we of his hand on Eve's
1‘ warmth of her skin
soft glove. Then.
- mist lifted. no saw
u iiul‘i'ff'l'f'nf.
.. :wznusz and a second
"ll lmr volr‘c.
.lm‘k," she said BWPNW.
‘1 Hf ymll it was simply
‘ rwur s-yus. peering
it was like u gm"-
" Hutu-k cloud over.
i “lhi you I”
i‘ H‘He affected
.- first 'irne.
‘ nun looking calmly
t-arnwi now and smiled
lipr felt no vibration of
.- held. yet by an instant
.. know “211' the two worn-
1e13,
.,y
I
v:-
4
n
l
~a.~
mtsk'm' u He i-vperiemvm
the r!- on liiiii filiiOWll
mu" ’ acute suspense.
as he had under-
-l< of recncnition
.3, eyes. and nose
., 'n he himself: her
, av! on his closeshsven
‘Ir. ind proclaimed him
P"
3 "(e a. man who has looked
. rl'vi rapped back from
‘.\"l.’"l‘.}' calm but men-
'l'P-e commonplace-s of
' ,- the moment to hold
2:1. He did not hear
‘n paid no heed to
’ ro-rzznrk. He saw her
’ "Wu to the rod-haired
.. saw her move on in-
an. followed by be!
m be Dressed the
leiing. He felt an
mpanionship—of a
to the cilia he
i“ ”In
'S'toutofihls‘i’he
amused. ;
and he was not sufficiently versed in
women to understand her praise. "I
thought—” he began. Then he wise-
ly stopped. “I didn‘t see the gown.”
be substituted.
Eve looked out of the window.
“ilovv unappreciative men are!” she
said. But her tone was strangely
free from censure.
After this there was silence until
Grosvenor Square was reached.
Having left the cart-tare and passed
into the house. Eve paused for a mo-
ment at the foot of the stairs to give
an order to Fraphllm, who was still
in attendance in the hall: and attain
l.mler had an opportunity of study-
ing: her. As he lm-de. a sharp com-
parison rose to his mind.
"A fairy princess!” he had heard
the rml-hairr-tl man say as Lillian As«
trupp came into view along the
llramfells' corridor. and the simile
had scorned particularly apt. “'th
her grace. her delicacy. her subtle
attraction, she might well he the out.
come of imagination. But with Eve
it was different. She also was gramL
fill and attractive—but it was grace
land attraction of a different order.
“he was beautiful with the beauty
of the white rose that springs from
the horhouse and withers at the first
touch of cold: the other with the
beauty of the wild rose on the cliffs
above the sea. that keeps its petals
line and transparent in face of salt
spray and wet mist. Eve, too. had
her realm. but it was the realm of
real things. A great confidence. a
feeling that here one might rely even
if all other faiths were shaken. touch-
ed him suddenly. For a moment he
stood irresolute. watching her mount
the stairs with her easy. assured
step. then a determination came to
,him. Fate favored him to—night: he
was in luck tonight. He would put
his fortune to one more test. no
swung across the hall and ran up the
stairs.
His face was keen with interest as
he reached her side. The hard out-
line of his features and the hard
grayness of his eyes were softened
as when he had paused to talk with
Lakely. Action was the breath of
his life. and his face changed under
it as another's might change under
the infiuence of stirring music or
good wine.
Eve saw the look and again the
uneasy expression of surprise cross
ed her eyes. She paused. her hand
resting on the banlster.
Loder looked at her directly. “Will
you come into the study—41s you
came that other night? There's
something I want to say." He 890k.
quietly. He felt master of himself
and of her.
She hesitated. glanced at him. and
then glanced away.
“Will you come?“ he said again.
And as he said it his eyes rested on
the sweep of her thick eyelashes, the
curve of the black hair.
At last her lashes lifted, and the
perplexity and doubt in her blue eyu
stirred him. Without waiting for her
answer. he leaned forward.
“Say yes!" he urged. 'I ain't
often ask for favors!
Still she hesitated: that he deci-
iy towards Chilcots's rooms.
sion was made for her. Withanew but he went steadily on. “On that
boldness he touched herarmuirsw- dayyousawmeiasaewligbt. Iou
ing has forward gently but decisive- ecknowlcdscd me." mused
the slightly peculiar word. 'But
lathestudyafirebumedbrightiy. sinoethstdsr—ahvdssem
medukwuisdeawitbpsmthe—‘bincefhmdsynmkave
JOHN CHILCO'I‘E. member ofthe
er'a revealisghimtohe
JOHN LODER. Depre-ed
seekssolaceinthecollllanyd
or by Chilcote' s wife,
his departure with Eve from the
moves toward hun.‘
Ni'--ws‘
flu-anon
DO.
* "‘
Masqueradcr. ”1
lights were nicely adiusted: even the
chairs were in their accustomed
places Loder‘s senses responded to
each suggestion. It seemed but a. day
since he had seen it last. It was
precisely as he had left it—the niche
needing but the man.
To hide his emotion he crossed the
floor quickly and drew a chair for-
ward. In less than six hours he had
run up and down the scale of emo-
tions. lie had looked despair in the
face. till the sudden sight of Ohiicotc
had lifted him to the skies; since
then. surprise had assailed him in its
strongest form; he had known the
full meaning of the word “risk"; and
from every contingency he had come
out conqueror. He bent over the
chair as he pulled it forward. to hide
the expression in his eyes.
”Sit down," he said gently.
me moved towards him. She
moved slowly, as if half afraid.
Many emotions stined her—distrust.
uncertainty, and a curious half-dom-
inant. half-suppressed questioning
that it was difficult to define. Loder
remembered her shrinking coldness.
her reluctant tolerance on the night
of his first coming. and his individ-
uality. his certainty of power. kin-
dled afresh. Never had he been so
vehemently himself: never had Chil-
cote seemed so complete a shadow.
As Eve seated herself. he moved
forward and leaned over the back of
her chair. The impulse that had fili-
ed him in his interview with Ben-
wiek. that had goaded him as he
drove to the reception. was dominant
asun- .-
"I tried to say something as we
drove to the Brsmfells' to-night,” he
began. inks many men who possess
eloquence for an impersonal cause.
he was brusqoe. even blunt. in the
stating of his own case. “May Ihark
bacrk. sndgooafromwberefhroke
o s
Eve half turned. Her face was still
puzzled and questioning. “Ofcourse.”
She sat forward stain. sleeping her
hands.
He looked thoughtfully at the back
ofherthtthesllmoutlineof
her shoulders. the glitter of the dia-
monds about her neck.
“Do you remember the day. three
weeks ago. that we talked together
in this room? 'I'heday agreatmany
things seemed ponible?’
This time “she did not look round.
She kept her gaze upon the are.
“be you remember!" he perfltcd.
quietly. In his college days man who
hen-d that tone of quiet persinsnce
had been wont to lose heart. live
hearditnowfostbefiruumqand.
without being aware. answered to it.
“tea, I remember.“ she said.
“On that day you believed in me-J'
In his earnestmu be no lunar simu-
lated mucous: he spoke with his
own steady reliance. no new live
stir. uncle» and day her hands.
He
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THE CHARACTERS m THE STORY
drugsddictsndapartytcsloveleesmarrisge. Oaanlghtmarkedby
the blackos‘tfeginyeers. whilewslkingfrom Padlemeaghejostlcs
astrsnger Lightinghis cigarette. he is anonished to note that the
othermanishisencteounterpart. Theyexchangecsrds.thestrsn¢-
ed nastrung the next morning, Chllcote
LADY ASTRUPP, then goes to Parliament. where he makes a near
spectacle of himself. Desperate. he induces Loder to change places in
life with him. So successful h the deception that Lode: not only he-
comes a strong political lieutenant of
FRAIDE, the great party leader. but is never suspected by the servants
EVE. At a social function Lode: is invcigled into a darkened tent where
Lady Lillian Astrupp. indulging her hobby of crystal gazing, makes
him remove his rings. exposing the give-away scar on
Realising he has made a great mistake Loder induces young
BLESSINGTON to tell her that the darkness had deceived her in her
first belief that it was Chilcote in the tent.
For an instant he stayed motionless; then very quietly
he drew away from her, releasing her hands. [Guy Bates
Post as John Lodcr and Ruth Sinclair as Eve Chilcote In “The
.-
mm
7
House of Commons. is a confirmed
lnsfinger.
He is attempting to make
Bramfell home when Lady Astrupp
chanced-your faith in me has fallen
away." He watched her closely; but
she made no sign. save to lean still
nearer to the fire. He mend his
arms over the hack of her chair.
“You were Justified." he said, sudden-
ly. "I‘ve not berm—myself since that
day." As he said the words his cool-
"""j‘Tei. ”fin
mustard: V
vacuum-summary.
that night he muttered Meets
and forgot Min-elf.
Eve lifted her head with a flick
mu. in flinging of! discre-
tion and silence, Illa appreciated to
the full the new relief of speech.
“You, I new. Perhaps I should
have spoken when I first surprised
thcmbutit’lalluopsstthat
it's useleeatospeculatonow. Itwss
11150. I mess. I wus very young.
you were very unapproachable.’ and
~andwehsdnoloveuomakethe
way easy." For a second her glance
tutored and she looked away. “A
woman's—a girl's—disillusioning is a
very sad comedy—it should never
have an audience.” She laughed a
little bitterly as she looked back
again. “Iaawanuhedecdtnallt-he
subterfuge; all the—lies.” She said
the word deliberately, meeting, his
eyes.
Again he thought of Chilcote, but
his face paled.
“Iaawitell. Ilivedwithitall
till I grew hard and indifierent—tm
I acquiesced in your 'nervcs' as read-
ily as the rest of the world that
hadn't suspected and didn't know.”
Attila she laughed nervously. “And
I thought the indifference would last
forever. If one lives in a groove for
years. one gets frozen up: I never
felt more frozen than on the night
Mr. Fralde spoke to me of you—ask-
ed me to use my influence; then. on
that night-"
that ’mlrl?‘ "Wows
voice was tense.
But her excitement had suddenly
fallen. Whether his glance had
quelled it or whether the force of her
feelings had worked itself out it was
impossible to say, but her eyes had
lost their resolution. She stood hes-
ltating for a moment. then she turned
and moved to the mantel-piece.
“That night you found me chang-
ed?" Loder was insistent.“
"Changed—and yet not changed."
She spoke reluctantly. with averted
head.
“And what did you think?”
Again she was silent; then again
a faint excitemuit tinged her cheeks.
"I thought—" she began. "It seem-
ed—-" Once more she paused. ham-
pered by her own uncertainty. her
own sense of puzzling incongrulty.
“I don‘t know why I speak like this."
she went on at last. as if in justifica-
tion of hesself. “or why I want to
speak; But a feeling—an extraor-
dinary. incomprehensible feeling
seems to urge me on. The same feel-
ing that came to me on the day we
had tea together—the feeling that
made me—-that almost made me be-
lieve—-”
"Believe what?" The W” es-
caped him without volition.
At sound of his voice she turned.
“Believe that a miracle had happen-
nes's forsook him slightly. He loath-
ed the netcssal'y lle. yet his egotism
clamored for vindication "All men
have their lapses," he went on:
“there are times—there are days and
weeks when l—when my—" The
word "nerves” touched. his tongue,
hung upon it. then diet! may un-
spoken. .
Very quietly. almost without a
sound, Eve nsd risen and turned to-
wards him. She was standing very
straight. her face a little pale. the
hand that rested on the arm of her
chair trembling slightly.
“John," she said, quickly. “don't
say that word! Don't say that hid-
I can bear it tonight-«not Just to-
nlzht. Can you understand?" .
Loder stepped back. Without com-
prehending, he felt suddenly and
stmngely at a loss. Something in
her face struck him silent and per-
plexed. It seemed that without
preparation he had stepped upon dan—
gerous ground. With an undefined
apprehension he waited. looking at
her.
"I can't explain it." she went on
with nervous haste, "I can't give any
reasons. but quite suddenly the—the
farce has grown unbearable. I used
not to think—used not even to care
-but suddenly things have changed
—or I have changed." She paused.
confused and distressed. “Why
should it be? Why should things
change?" She asked the question
sharply. as if in appeal against her
own incredulity.
Loder turned aside. He m m
of the triumph. volcanic and irre-
pressible. that her admission roused.
“Why?"e she said again-
Be turned newly back. “You 901*
get that I'm not a maiden." he said
gently “I hardly know what you
are speaking of."
For amomeutshewssdlenhb“
Won; then at lat her ”9!
parted.
“Doyeunytbatlnssrloueesr'
aheaskea
. :4,"
g.-.
eons word ‘nervesli I don‘t feel that'
ed " she said—“that you had found
lstrength—«had freed yourself."
“From morphia‘l"
“From morphia."
in the silence that followed. Lode:-
ltved through a century of. sugges-
tion and indecision His first feeling
was for himself. but his first clear
thought was for (milcote and their
compact He stood. metaphorically.
on a stone in the middle of a stream.
balancing on one fbot. then the oth-
er: looking to the right bank. then
to the left. At last. as it always did,
inspiration came to him slowly. He
realized that by one plunge he might
save both Ghilcote and himself!
He crossed quickly to the fireplace
and stood by Eve. “You were right
in your belief." he said. “For all
that time—from the night you spoke
to me of Fraide to the day you had
ten in his room—I never touched a
drug."
She moved suddenly. and he saw
her face. “John.” she said, unsteadi-
ly, “yon—I—I have known you to lie
to me—about other things."
With a hasty movement he averted
his head. The doubt. the appeal in
her words shocked him. The whole
isolation of her life seemed summed
up in the one short sentence. For
the instant he forgot Cbllcote. With
a reaction of feeling he turned to her
train. .
“Look at me i" be said. brusquely.
She raised her eyes.
“Do you believe I‘m speaking the
truth!" .
She searched his eyes intently. the
doubt and hesitancy still snuggling
to her face.
I"But the last three weeks?” she
said. reluctantly. “How can you ask
me to believe?"
‘Ee had expectedthis. andhalaet
it stud!!! enough; nevertheless his
courage filtered. 'I‘o deceive this
i
teem
evict.“ HebrokeoCsbr-uptly.
nehmdmncotexhehatsdhlm-
self. d‘h-lve’sdacqluiaedhdls-
appeal, "windowed all
'mwhoumm. a
WMszmMumw M~_
myself—4n the full primaries of my
men. the full knowledl. Qt my own
capacities. The man you have known
lnthelastthreeweeks. themanyou
have imagined in the last four years.
is a shadow. am unreality——s weak-
ness in human form. There ls.s new
Chllcote—if you will only see him.”
Eve was trembling as he ceased:
her face was flushed: there was a
strange brightness in her eyes. She
was moved beyond herself
“But the other you—the old you?”
“You must be patient.” He looked
down into the fire. ”Times like the-
last three weeks will come again—
must come again; they are inevita-
ble. When they do come, you must
shut your eyes—you must blind your-
self. You must ignore them—and
me. Is it a compact?" He still avoid-
ed her eyes. '
She turned to him quietly. "Yes—
lf you wish it.” she said. below her
breath.
He was conscious of her glance.
but be dared‘not‘meet it. He felt
sick at the part be was playing. yet
he held to it tenaciously.
“I wonder if you cauld do what few
men and fewer women are capable
of?" he asked, at last. “I wonder if
you could learn to live in the pres-
ent?" lie lifted his head slowly and
met her eyes. “This is eu—an ex-
periment," he went on. “And. like
all experiment: it has good phases
and bad When the bad phases come
”round 1—! want you to tell youfirrse
that you are not altogether alone in
your unhappiness—chat I am suffer-
ing too—in other way."
There nuance when he had
spoken. and for a space it seemed
that Eve. would make no response.
Then the last surprise in a day of
surprises came to him. With a slight
stir. a slight. quick rustle of skirts.
she stepped forward and laid her
hand in his.
The gesture was simple and very
sweet: her eyes were soft and full of
light as she raised her face to his.
her lips parted in unconscious ap-
peal.
There is no surrender so seductive
as the surrender of a proud woman.
Loder's blood stirred. the undeniable
suggestion of the moment thrilled
and disconcerted him in a tumult of
thought. Honor, duty, principle rose
in a triple barrier: but honor, duty.
and principle are but words to a
headstrong man. The full signifi-
cance of his position came to him as
it had never come before. His hand
closed on hers; be bent towards her
his pulses beating 'uneveuly.
"Eve!" he said. Then at sound of
his voice-he suddenly hesitated. It
was the voice of a man who has for-
gotten everything but his own ex-
istencc.
For an instant he stayed nfotlon.
item; then very quietly he drew away
,from her. releasing her hands.
“No," he said. “No—I haven't got
the right." ..
CHAPTER xvm
TEAT night, for almost the first
time since he had adopted his
dual role. Loder slept ill. He was
not a man over whom imagination
held any powerful sway—his doubts
and misgivings seldom run to specu-
lation lupon future possibilities; nev-
ertheless. the fact that. consciously
or unconsciously, he had adopted a
new aptitude towards Eve came home
to him with unpleasant force during
the hours of darkness; and long ‘be—
fore the first hint of daylight had
slbped through the heavy window.
curtains he had arranged a plan of
action-a plan wherein. by the sim-
ple method of altogether avoiding
Lher. he might soothe his own con~
science and safeguard Chilcoiie‘s do-
mestic interests.
It was a eitisfisctory if a some-
what negative arrangement. and he
rose next morning with a feeling that
things had begun to shape them-
sdves. But chance sometimes has a
discucertfng knack of forestalllng
even our best-planned schemes. He
dressed slowly. and descended to his
solitary breakfast with the pleasant
sensation of having, out last night
out of consideration by the turning
over of a new leaf; but scarcely had
he 'opeued (Juicers letters. scarcely
spreadamdhln. msmtmd
i-
u
5
3
a
,5
E
i
interests in the north we have all‘ '
superficially understood from child-
hood; but in this knowledge. coupled
with the fact that‘Persis is cunnorh-f‘
ably far away. we are apt to ’
content. Itiscnlytotheeyee ' \
see through lemma-nee, sis-aesthe-
lnindi that m the present “1
nothing more nor in than an in-
evltablclinkjolning thetuhrm'OO‘.
the past, that this distant, debatable .a
land stands outlnitstruepolitical .
limes
To the average reader of news
the statement of Russia's move seen:-
ed scarcely more important than had
the first report of the border risings
in January. but to the ma: who had
watched the growth of the disturb-
ance it came charged with porten-
taus mailing. Throw the entire
ranks of the opposition, from muse:
himself downward. it caused a thrill v
of casework—that no ~
phetic sensation that every poliflchn ‘
has experimd at some morsent of:
his career.
In nomentcrofhlspu‘tydidifls
feeling strik' e deeper root than in
Loder. Imbued with a lifelong in-'
terest in the Eastern question. special-
ly equipped by personal knowledge 1
to hold and proclaim an opinion upon
Persian affairs. he read the fins
and poi-tents with instinctive insight.
fiW‘I-‘A’ WWI
ed by Chlicotes letters and papers,
he forgot the breakfast that was
slowly growing cold. forgot the in-
terests and timers. personal or
pleasurapln'of the night bears.
while his mental eyes persistently
conjured up the map of Penis. triv-
eliing with steady deliberation from
Merv to Meshcd. from fleshed to Be-
ret. from Horst to the anplre of
India! For it was not the fact that
the Hamras had risen against the
Shah that occupied the thinking
mind. nor was it the fact that Rus-
sian and not Persian troops were
destined to subdue them. but the
deeply important consideration that
an armed Russian force had crossed
the frontier and was cncamped with-
in twenty miles of Meshed—Mcehed.
mos which covetous Russian eyes
have rested ever since the days of
Peter the Great.
‘S'o Loder‘s thoughts ran as he
read and reread the news from the
varying political stand-points. and so
they continued to run when some
hours later. an urgent telephone mes-
sage from the St. George’s Gazette
asked him to call at Lakely‘s office.
The message was interesting as
well as imperative, and he made an
instant response. The thought of
Lakely's keen eyes and shrewd en-
thiulasm always'posseasod strong
attractions for his own slower temo
perament. but even had this impacts
been lacking. the knowledge that at
the St. George’s emcee. if anywhere. «
the true feelings of the party were
invariably voiced would have drawn
him without hesitation. 4'
. It was scarcely twelve o'clock
when he turned the corner of the tall
building. but already the keen spirit
that Lakely everywhere diffused
was makug itself felt. Loder nailed
to himself as his eyes fell on the
day's placards with their uncompro-
mising headings. and passed award
from the string of gayly painted
carts drawn up to receive their 11rd ‘.
consignment of the paper to the
troop of eager newsboys pacing in ‘i
and out of the big swing doors'
with their piled-up bundles of die; .
eady edition; and with a renewed
thrill of anticipation and energy he
passed through the doorway and ran ‘
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by” an
a».
e
Passing unseen-axed throws): the a
long corridor that led to Lskely‘s of- ,
fice.’ he caught a fresh impression of
0
action and vitality from the click of
the tape machines in the sitcdimr’s b
office. and a glimpse throng: me \
open door of the subedltors chan—
selves. each occupied with his par-
ticular task: then without time for
further observation be found himself
at Lakele door. Without waiting
to knelt. as he had felt compelled to
do onthc oneortwoprev-louoca- Y'
alone that bounces had Mt him
there. be imediatcly turned the :
handle and entered the room.
Edited offices difler but Ilttleln
general effect. Lakely'e W;
logs were rather more elabontel
thanisusuahaebecamethedigufty’
ofbheoldcst’l‘ory "cam”.butz.
the suns-photo was unmismkahla.
Asledereuteredheglancsdnpfrom
the desk at which be was Imam}
butinstani'lyreturnsdtokfsihakof
mammmmummi
endhepalledvigocouslyoualong"
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