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Show , I90I AiLHUTC1UN60l 'Jr ' 'Well, I haven't asked any questions. hM I " .sure said. 'No. I know you haven't ;tk-il anv. ui.tl I m Inftrnailv Kratfful to j on. IlJi I know you're thinking them Imrtl. A ml 1 know n-it (o aimwrr tlmm. And I nt to. I want to moat fMi-fuJ, lint v. Ilk t htrnls in tit this interna., i-j.ii, tlMt I nium evpUIn to you. n o.i :inJ to veryt,od. nMhr 1 Wrint to or not. Why should 1'' It s my uw;i hujac 1 can ".o what 1 like In It. I'm no: , mij w a . ilo.iin miv thiittc wiouk I'm lioing - vomt-thlnir rnure J n'H tliu" I've .?." uutif in iu 1 1 ft. Mud rt evr -biHly'r K't T' ri(ltl lo tj ;in; ion me u:id v-r bimy e ki tin rtfcht to he uniweted fifafl tiupK"ol, ti th- iiiuki htfiAhderlng ttHtf of Hffalm that run pcosihly be Ini-Killed. Ini-Killed. 1 ni up Hvalnnta code of social ion entlona. and by Jov 1m absolutely down ml out.' " llo you know- what I am, H-tjigood1 Htid hi ffave a l.umh, aa I've alJ. 'I'm what thv tall a x-:al outcust. A social out cam lsyond h pale. rnspAkal)le. Ostracized. Hlarkba!!-d h:st.'onimunl-rated.' h:st.'onimunl-rated.' He Hut up and ttejtan lo Htun. about the room, nand In his pork eta. chin on his collar, u rest Una- with It and wrvstllnir. mind you, just in profound lnier-itd tm ff lemt-nt. 'Then he sttied down and told me. And this U what he told m-." It "When he was out In France (his flri : I'd seen this Kffie as he called hrr, Kifie 1 HriKhl had ronit to live us compaulot , to hla wife. It a p peart he more or lea Kt her the job. Anyway, he canie. IHhe 1 came Mini here about voter, and. I she left early In March fo'.lowliia;, Just ' i ov- r a year ajro. Him wife got fed up with her and not rid of her that's what : Hahre say not fed up with her and s;oi Id of her. And Hnhre win at home at i the time. Mark that, old man, because I U s iiiipo"tant. j "ry well. The girl ot the sack end I he went bai-k to Krance. She fot another Job somewhere aa companion attain. Well, i he got wounded and rilm-haigt-d from the i army, as you know, and In Februa t y he was living at home ttgatn with his wif i In the conditions I described It; you When 1 begarj. 'The very week after I'd been down there, hi wife, re.nlintf a letter at bieak fast one nii'iitiK. gve n kind of a Miort tan I can ;niaK,Il 1' and chucked the Utier ovT lo l.ini atnl a'.ld. 'Ha There- your wonderful Miss Hritcht ftr vou! What did I t-H vou? What do ju think of trial ? Ha" K'on'inued In our next Issue.) H'ontlnud from our last lue I "He said to me, i:-iigood. the remed's I the old remedy. The old iod. But It s ! mor (turn that. It s light more light I The old revelation was good for the old world, and suited the old world, and told In teimi of the old world a understand Injt M st leal fur ages ate pd 1 " n" mvdilr,; poetic for m.nrt le.-eptive of noth.ng beyond s;ory and aileg-iry and parabe We want a rveiation In.' terms of the new woriu a utidt i aiai.dmg- ! We want light. Ugh" j CHAPTER II. 'ont:iiuM Hapgood: . "All right. That was two months ago. j Last -seek I was down at Tidboro-igh j again. Wme aoit of a cleik was In the s.iop as I ?ut In. 'Mr. Sabre upKiair-'. eh. t ak.d. 'So. No. Mr. ewiluta not t not hers.' saa my neniieiiun. with rather an odd look at me. Y hat the flevil uid ne mean? Just then I caught sight of an old bird I knew sl Kfitly turning down the stairs with a book under his arm. Old chap called J-lnnhl. looked rather like Misti coining coin-ing down the mountain with the tables ot atone In his list. I said in my cheery way. Hullo, Mr. Hrlgnl. Jood morning. I nn Just inquiring for Mr. iS.ibre.' "By Jove. 1 thought for a minute th : o!d patriarch was go-ng to heave tne j tatdes v stone at my head, lie -auitl up the book In both hla hands and g- h'ee, iof of bread, assortment of iites, snd so on. "Netbre aald. ' h hv the wav, my wife's not here Hhe n Hway ' 1 murmured the polite thing. He was staring hi the two place, frown, it a bit. Half a mliuite.' he aald and hopped off 'n hi old aiick.' Then I heaid him talk- lr-g lo tl f?iyterioui girl. At leat i , he.ird i.er o:ce f irt.t. ( ih, I taut! I i can' i " 1 'Then Sabre: 'Nonaei-ae. KffUv Y'm4 tnu"t . Vou must. I 1111 st. lon't be s;l y.' "ITt s- ntlv In i-onie Sabre with the girl. An.) the K.rl wl;h the baby in her :in. Sibre a.ild In his ordinary, easy eo.i-e- Tni l a erv reti.inft voun-percon. voun-percon. Ilni Kood. Had lo be drnKg-d In. Misa HriKhi. Her taiher a In the office. I'erh.tpa jou've met him, have ou?' "Well. I don't know what l said, old man. I know what I tho ig.'it. I thought Just preciie'y what jnu re ihtnklng. Veg. I had a furiously vtvhl shot of racnl.ee- , lion of old Hi ik h i-m ie I d reen him a couple of hours before, of his biasing look. of his geaturt of wantniit ti hurl the ; labie of atone at me. and of his extraordinary extraor-dinary remark utio it Sabre l hail that and I did what you're doing, t put two . and two together nd found the obvious J answer aint as uu ) und I mliy n.-ar fell down dead. 1 did. Jolly near. j "But Sabre was troinK pleasant and i natural a ion pif-ase. 'M:s Hr nh was her aa companion to im wife while I i was In France. Sow she's staying here R hit. I'ut th. baby on the ofn. Kffle. i and le s get to wxrk. Id like you two! I "The rtifhl wmn't precise!- n r;injuef. i We Iteliietl ourselves nnl tark1 up the s Uel n!:tes aa 'iel then.. No sen, -sn;a. d'yoii nee'' That wan pretty clar l. now Nil wife, no servants, net wed. ring: nothing hut ori Hrinht'a da us; liter li-ter a tut ofi Hr Ight'a daughter a taliy ami ami -Satre. "Once the bihy wh'mper. d, and she got up at.d went to it ami stooped over It the other stile of the sofa from me. ao I 1 could see her fare. Hv gail, if on could ' have jeen her eyes then' Motherhood! : I-tn-ky ou weren't there, torause if uu ' have any Idea of ever painting a picture : c.illed Motherhood. vou'd Ua gone stra kM out and cut our throat on the mat in d-spatr. 'Weil. .(i. way. the banquet got mo.-e i nnd mora awl ward to endure as It drnraed or., and mighty gl.id I was whn at I.. st 'hr girl g'H up without a word j fnd picked up the ha by and l-ft us We i w-Te no rr.ore chatty for being alone. 1 1 can promise you. "Thru, all of m sudden he be.-n. Ifa firhed out soma civareta and rlvirked me ore and we smoked like a co-io.e of ex- i hant valves for alont two minutea snd then he said. 'Hapgood. why on earth should I h'tve to explain all this to ou?l Why should P' j 'I said, a tiny hit sharply I was get- , ting a bit on edge, ou know - ai:l. a sort oi .'noae anu ui-t m wu. , of his eyas: I " lt me tell ou. sir. this Is no place , to Inquire after Mr. Sabre." aald he. tne tll you ' "Well. I d ha' let him tell me any old . thing. Thst w.is what I waa iheie for Mui lie shut h nr. self up with a kind of i ! gasp and cannoned h maelf into hie tab- , ' ernacle under the stairs. 1 tnoiiK'U I ; piin out to I enny tinten and see old i hulTa myself. '-lloi ran imagine mo, old man. tripping trip-ping up the path of Sabre" a house. H"use ' und rather a neg ected aptarnce, 1 ' thought. loor knob not pohsm-d, ot j blind still down s.huw here or some- I thing. I don't know, hornet Mug. And I witt. i made me i-onscinus of tt was (.tat I was kept a long lima waiting after 11 J rung the bed. In fact. 1 had to ring . twice. Weil. 1 s'?ppos I II been eipeMlnfc I to se one of H:itre a Vouple of Jmkaea 'as he CtfliS tiem, ai.a '(on my eoul l ws quite startled when the door oteened ana i it wasn't one of tem at ad, lut a very ' different pa.r of shoes. . it was a young woman; ladylike. dreaaed ,'ust tn some ordinary sort of' clothee; 1 Uon'l know; unroiinnon y pri-ty. pri-ty. or might have en If she hadn t looked so uncommonly sad. ami thla was what knocked me carrying a baby. "I don't know why 1 should ha.e Im- j agined she was the k'di mother. b:t 1 did I don't know why 1 should have j looked at her bends, but 1 did. I don't I know why I should have expected a wed-I wed-I ding ring, but 1 did. And there wasn t 1 one. "She was looking at me decidedly as If she were frigt.tened. 'No. no, Mr. Sabre's not gone awsv. He's hare. Are you a friend of his" "I imid at her. 'Well, I used to be,' I said. She didn't smile. What the dlckna I was up? 'My name's Hapgood.' " Terhapa you'd better come in. "Tou know. It was perfectly extraordinary. extraor-dinary. Iter voice wae aa sad as her face. steppad In. 'Hon my soul. I - , gan to feel crepy. Scalp began to prick. Then suddenly there waa old Sabre a.t the head of the stairs. j "Well, he wasn't dead, anyway, that was something to go on with. I took his I hand and sala. 'Hallo, Salre. How goes ; It, old man? Able to do the stairs now, ; I I see ! I " Tine.' he said, shaking my ' hand. ' , 'Jolly nice of )ou. You'll etay a bit.- o course.' Ha went a bit along the paa- : sags and ceiled out, 'Kffie, you can ; s-rratch up a bit of lunca for Mr. Hap- ; good r "1 suppose she aald yea. 'Lunch'), be 1 on In about two miniKee,' ha came back; to me with. "bed me Into the morning mom and we aat icwb and pretended to talk. Very poor pre i ens. I give you my word. fresently I heard the girl's voice out-aide. out-aide. Lunch fcs ready.' "We Jumped up like two schoolboys released re-leased from detention and went along in. ' More Mystery. Lunch at Sabre's pkac j wae a I w y a a beautifully conducted nt. I ae 1 was accustomed to. Well, there wrv j places laid for two only and a ramshackle kind of cold ptcnle scattered about tie ; cloth. Rverythlng the-e. help yourself kind of show. Bit of cold meat, lump o&l |