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Show which protected the the cross-barwindows at the end of the car. In his favor was the fact that Maku would not expect to see him. Doubtless the Japanese was more concerned with his aching head than with any of pursuit, though his suspicion somewhat indeterminate profile, as visible to Orme, gave no Indication of any feeling at all. So Orme stood where he could watch without seeming to watch, and puzzled over the problem of following Maku from the car without attracting attention. The refusal of the other Japanese to accept the girls offer of money for the papers had given Orme a new idea of the importance of the quest. Maku and his friend must be Japanese government agents just as Poritol and Alcatrante were unquestionably acting for their government. This, at least, was the most probable explanation that entered Ormes mind. The syndicate, then or concession, or whatever it was must be of genuine international significance. Though Orme continued to smother his curious questionings as to the meaning of the secret, he could not ignore his general surmises. To put his confidence in the girl to act for her and for her alone that was enough for him; but it added to his happiness to think that she might be leading him into an afTair which was greater than any mere tangle of private interests. He knew, too, that, upon the mesh of private interests, public interests are usually woven. The activity of a Russian syndicate in Korea had been the more e or less direct cause of the the war; activity of rival American syndicates in Venezuela had been, but a few years of serious Inbefore, productive In the ternational complications. present instance, both South Americans and Japanese were Interested. But Orme knew in his soul that there could be nothing unworthy in any action in which the girl took part. She would not only do nothing unworthy; she would understand the situation clearly enough to know whether the course which offered itself to her was worthy or not. In events such as she had that night faced with him, any other girl Orme had ever met would have shown moments of weakness, impatience, or fear. But to her belonged a calm which came from a clear perception of s ke3iwq jsjt RAY"WAiTERr . COPYWONt 1909 PODP.MBAO SYNOPSIS. At the expense of a soiled hat Robert Orme saves from arrest a girl In a black touring car who has caused a traffic Jam on State street. He buys a new hat and Is given In change a live dollar bill with: Remember the person you pay this to, written on it. A second time he helps the lady in the black car. and learns that in Tom and Bessie Wallingham they have mutual friends, but gains no further hint of her identity. He discovers another inscription on the marked bill, which, in a futile attempt to decipher it, he copies and places the copy in a drawer in ins apartment. Senor Pontol. South American, calls, and claims the marked bill. Orme refuses, and a fight ensues in which Pontol is overcome. He calls in Senor Alcatrante, minister from his country, to vouch for him. Orme still refuses to give up the bill. Orme goes for a walk and sees two Japs attack Alcatrante. He rescues him. Returning to his rooms Orme is attacked by two Japs who effect a forcible exchange of the marked bill for another. Orme finds the girl of the black car waiting for him. She also wants the bill. Orme tells his story. She recognizers orrf of the Japs as her father's butler, id aka. The second inscription on the bill la the key ,to the hiding place of Importaws papers stolen from her father. Both Japs and South Americans want the papers. Orme and the Girl start out in the black car in quest of the papers. In the university grounds in Kvanston the hiding place is located. Maku and another Jap are there. Orme fells Maku and the other Jap escapes. Orme finds in Makus pocket a folded slip of paper. He takes the girl, whose name is still unknown to him, to the home of a friend in Evanston. Returning to the university grounds Orme gets in conversation with a station. They guard at the bear a motor boat in trouble in the darkness on the lake. They find the crippled boat. In it are the Jap with the papers She jumps into Ormes boat, and Girl. but the Jap eludes pursuit. CHAPTER VII. Continued. At the side of the girl, Orme now walked slowly through the deserted streets. It was some time before she spoke. After you left me at the home of she began at last. my friends Dont try to tell about It, he InYou are tired. terrupted quickly. Wait for another time. They were passing under a street lamp at the moment, and she glanced up at him with a grateful smile, pleased apparently by his thought of her. That I3 good of you, she exclaimed, but my story Is easily told. Let me go on with It I explained myself to my friends as best I could and went to my room. Then It suddenly occurred to me that Maku and his friend might have come to Evanston by boat" Just as, later, it occurred to me. thought that the other . man might be waiting for Maku. The motor car that we heard there was no good reason for thinking that our man X was in it. She paused. I thought of I know, he said. those things, too. It flashed' on .me," she went on, that if I could find the man, I might he able to buy him oft. I didnt believe that he would dare to Injure me. There are reasons why he should not. My car had been taken In, but I had them bring it out, and I told them well, that part doesn't matter. Enough that I made an excuse, and went out with the car. You should have taken some one with you. There was a likelihood that the Japanese would run if I had a companion. As long as I was alone he might be willing to parley, I thought. At least, he would not be afraid of me alone. So I went north on Sheridan road to the upper end of the low--r There Is a cross-roacampus. Uiere. you remember, cutting through to the lake, and I turned in. 1 left the car near a house that is there, and walked on to the edge of the bluff. Moored to a breakwater below was a boat, and a man was standing near her. I called out to him, asking what time it was. He answered, Don know, and I knew him at once to be foreign and, probably, Japanese. So I went down toward him. When he saw that I was coming, he got into the boat. He seemed to be frightened and hurried, and I in ferred that he was about to cast off, nd I called out that I was alone. At that he waited, but he did not get out of the boat, and I was standing at the edge of the breakwater, just hove him, before he actually seemed to recognize me. Did you know him? asked Orme I never saw him before to my knowledge; but he made an exclamation which indicated that he knew d me "What did he do then? wished to talk to I told him that His answer him about the papers. was that, if I would step down into the boat, he would talk. He said that he would not leave the boat, and added that lie was unwilling to d cuss the matter aloud. And I was bo'.Ish enough to believe his excuses, if be wished to whlspar, I said to my I j OoMPAWy self, why, I would whisper. I never felt so like a conspirator. She paused to look up at the street sign at the corner which they had reached, and turned to the right on a shady avenue. Well, I got into the boat, she conI told him that I my father tinued. was prepared to pay him a large sum of money for the papers, but he only shook his head and said, No, no. I named a sum; then a larger one; but money did not seem to tempt him, though I made the second offer as large as I dared. How much will you take then? I asked at last Instead of answering, he bent down and started the motor, and then I noticed for the first time that while I was talking we had been drifting away from the dock. I made We were ready to jump overboard. near the shore and the water was not deep; anyway, I am a fair swimmer. But he turned and seized my wrists and forced me down into the bottom of the boat. I struggled, but It was no use, and when I opened my mouth to scream, he choked me with one hand ard with the other pulled from his pocket a handkerchief and tried to put it in my mouth. She gave a weary little laugh. It was such a crumpled, unclean handkerchief, I couldnt have stood it. So I managed to gasp that if he would only let me alone I would keep ' quiet. The brute!" muttered Orme. Oh, I dont think he intended to hurt me. What he feared, as nearly as I can make out, is that I might have him intercepted if he let me go free. That must have been why he tried to take me with him. Probably he planned to beach the boat at some unfrequented point on the North side and leave me to shift for myself. When yeur boat came, of course I didnt know who was in it. I never dreamed it would be you. And I had promised to keep still. Hardly a binding promise. Well, before he stopped threatening me with that awful handkerchief, he had made me swear over and over that I would not call for help, that 1 would not make any signal, that I would sit quietly on the seat. When you recognized me, I felt that all need of observing the promise was over. Naturally, muttered Orme. She sighed. It does seem as though Fate had been against us, she said. Fate is fickle, Orme returned. You never know whether she will be your friend or your enemy. But I believe that she Is now going to be our friend for a change. Tomorrow I shall get those papers. pathy with him went even so far as to accept his attitude when it was a shade more than friendly. More than friendly! Like a white light, the truth flashed upon him as he stood there on the rocking platform of the car. He and she would have to be more than friendly! He had never seen her until that day. He did not even know her name. But all his life belonged to her, and would belong to her forever. The miracle which had been worked upon him, might it not also have been worked upon her? He felt unworthy, and yet she might care might already have begun to care but he put the daring hope out of his mind, and looked again at Maku. The Japanese had not moved. His face still wore its racial look of patient Indifference; his hands were still crossed in his lap. He sat on the edge of the seat, in order that his feet might rest on the floor, for his legs were short; and with every lurch of the car, he swayed easily, adapting himself to the motion with an unconscious ease that betrayed supple muscles. The car stopped at a corner and the man and woman got out, but Maku did not even seem to glance at them. Orme stepped back to make way for them on the platform, and as they descended and the conductor rang the bell, he looked out at the suburban landscape, with its macadamized streets, its vacant lots, and its occasional houses, which seemed to be of the better class, as nearly as he could judge in the uncertain rays of the arc lamps. He turned to the conductor, who met his glance with the look of one who thirsts to talk. People used to go to parties in carriages and automobiles, said the con ductor, but now they take the car when theyve any distance to go. Its quicker and handier. I should think that would be so, here in the suburbs, said Orme. We Oh, this aint the suburbs. crossed the city limits 20 minutes ago. You dont carry many passengers this time of night. That depends. Sometimes we have a crowd. Tonight theres hardly any one. Nobody else is likely to get on now. Why is that? Well, Its only a short way now the comparative unimportance of pet- to the connection with the elevated People who want to go the ty incident. She was strong, not as a road. well-lighte- Russo-Japanes- back Into slumber. Through the open door came the conductors voice: You get ofT "Wake up!" Shake here!" Shake Wake up, there!" But the man would not awaken. Maku was sitting but a few feet from the sleeping man. He had not appeared to notice what was going on, but now, just as the conductor seemed about to appeal to the motorman for help, the little Japanese slid along the 1 seat and said to the conductor: wake him. The conductor stared, and scratched his head. If you can," he remarked, It's moren I can do. Maku did not answer, but putting his hand behind the sleeping mans back, found some sensitive vertebra. With a yell, the man awoke and leaped to his feet. The conductor seized him by the arm and led him to the street snd waited gleaming sign. rapidly to tne Orme followed slowly, keeping on the other side of the street. If Maku was hungry, why, Maku would eat, while he himself would wait outside like a starving child before a baker's window. But Maku, it seemed, was not hungry. Through the window Orme saw him walk to the cashiers desk and apparently ask a question. In answer, the woman behind the desk pointed to a huge book which lay on the counter near by. Orme recognized it as the city directory. For some time Maku studied the pages. Then he seemed to appeal to the cashier for help, for she pulled the book to her, looked at him as though she were asking a question, and then, rapidly running through the leaves, placed her finger at a certain part of a certain page and turned the book around so that the Japanese could see. He nodded and, after bowing in a curious fashion, came back to the street. Orme had, meantime, walked on for a little way. He would have gone to the restaurant in an endeavor to find out what address Maku had wished, but for two reasons: The cashier might refuse to tell him, or she might have forgotten the name. In either platform. The car was already slowing down, but without waiting for it to stop, the fellow launched himself into the night, being preserved from falling by the god of alcohol, and stumbled away toward the sidewalk. "Did you see the Jap? exclaimed the conductor. "Stuck a pin into him, that's what he did. "Oh, I guess not, laughed Orme. He touched his spine, that was all. The ' oar stopped. The spectacled passenger with the portfolio arose and got off by way of the front platform. Would Maku also take the elevated? if he did, unless he also got off the front platform, Orme would have to act quickly to keep out of sight. But Maku made no move. He had returned to his former position, and only the trace of an elusive smile on his lips showed that he had not forgotten the incident in which he had just taken part. Meantime Orme had maintained his partial concealment, and though Maku had turned his head when he went to the conductors help, he had not appeared to glance toward the back platform. The conductor rang the hell, and the car started forward again with its two passengers Maku within, Orme without the pursuer and the pursued. I thought the motorman and I was going to have to chuck that chap off, "If the commented the conductor. Jap hadnt stuck a pin into his I dont think it was a pin. The Maku Seemed to Have Had No Sue plclon That He Was Being FolJapanese know where to touch you lowed. so that it will hurt. An' I didnt even like to rub the fellows ear for fear of hurtin him. event his opportunity to follow Maku I heard of a man that was made deaf would thus be lost and to follow Maku was still his best course. Acthat way. Smashed his ear drums. I wonder where the Jap will get cordingly he watched the Japanese go back to a Clark street car and off? said Orme. Oh, hell go right through to the climb aboard. It was an open car, with transverse barns and take a Clark street car Theres a lot of them Japs lives over seats, and Maku had chosen a position of the way back. that way. lies one of em, I guess. about There as was, yet, only one other pasor "Unless he's somebodys cook senger. How to get aboard without ' valet. I dont believe he is. But, of being seen by Maku was a hard problem for Orme, but he olved it by course, you never know. One taking a chance. Walking rapidly toThat's true, said Orme. ward the next corner, away from the never knows. As the car plunged onward, Maku car, he got out of the direct rays of street lamp and waited. suddenly put his hand in his pocket. the Presently the car started. It alHe drew it out empty. On his face was an expression which may mean most reached Ormes corner when he "surprise among the Japanese. He signaled it and, hurrying Into the then fumbled in his other pockets, but street, swung on to the back platform. had been barely time for the r 'rently he did not find what he carThere to slow down a little. Maku could wondered Orme for. looking not well have seen him without turnwhat it might be. The search continued. A piece of ing his head, and Orme had watched twine, a pocket knife, a handkerchief, the little Japanese closely enough to were produced in turn and inspected. know that he had continued to stare At last he brought out a greenback, straight before him. Safe on the black platform, a desire glancing at it twice before returning it to his pocket. Orme knew that it to smoke came to Orme. He found a must be the marked bill. But Maku cigar in bis case and lighted it. While was looking for something else. His he was shielding the match, he looked cheek glistened with perspiration; ev- over his hollowed hand and saw Maku idently he had lost something of produce a cigarette and light It. The value. After a time, however, he Japanese had apparently wished the stopped hunting bis pockets, and consolation of tobacco Just as Orme had. seemed to resign himself to his loss "An odd coincidence, a fact from which Orme gathered that muttered . I hope it wasn't the object of his search was nothing Orme. And he smiled as he drew a so valuable that it could not be retwo-third- s mind-reading- CHAPTER VIII. The Trail of Maku. When for the second time that night he bade the girl adieu and saw her enter the house of her friends, Orme went briskly to the electric car line. He had not long to wait A car came racing down the tracks and stopped at his corner. Swinging aboard at the rear platform, he glanced within. There were four passengers a man and woman who, apparently, were returning from an evening party of some sort, since he was in evening dress and she wore an opera cloak; a spectacled man, with a black portfolio in his lap; a seedy fellow asleep in one corner, his head sagging down on his breast, his hands in his trousers pockets; and was it possible? Orme began to think that Fate had Indeed changed her face toward him, for the man who sat huddled midway of the car, staring straight before him with beady, expressionless eyes, was Maku. Under the brim of his dingy straw hat a white bandage was drawn tight around his head so tight that from Its under edge the coarse black hair bristled out in a distinct fringe. Th blow of the wrench, then, must have cut through the skin. Well that would mean one more scar on the face of the Japanese. The other scar, how had Maku come by that? Perhaps in some battle with in Manchuria, the Russians He seemed to be little more than a boy, but then, one never could guess the age of a Japanese, and for that matter, Orme had more than once been told that the Japanese had begun to impress very young soldiers long before the battle of Mukden. While making these observations, Orme had drawn his hat lower over his eyes. He hoped to escape recognition, for this opportunity to track Maku to his destination was not to be missed. He also placed himself in such a position on the platform that his own face was partly concealed by placed. When he had been quiet for a time, he again produced the greenback, and examined it attentively. From the way he held It, Orme judged that he was looking at the legend: "Remember Person You Pay This To. Presently he turned it over and held it closer to bis eyes. He was, of course, looking at the abbreviated directions. Youd think that Jap had never seen money before, remarked the conductor. Perhaps he hasnt that kind," replied Orme. Maybe be feit. Gave of Feeling man is strong, but in the waj a woman should be strong. The blood went to his cheep as he how tenderly he had remembered spoken to her in the boat, jnd bow plain be had made his desire for her. What should he call his feellig? Did love come to men as suddenly as this? She had not rebuke him there was that much to be .bankful for; and she must have knovn that his words were as involuntary as his action in touching her shoulder with his hand. But how could she have ebuked him? She was, in a way, indebted to him. The thought troubled hin. Had he unintentionally taken advantage of her gratitude by showing alection when she wished no more then comradeship? And had she genty said nothing, because he had done, something for her? If her patiencs with him were thus to be explained, it must have been based upon hertrecog-nitioof his unconsciousness. Still, the more he ponderel, the more clearly he saw that she wL not a girl who, under the spell of frtndly good will, would permit a false Vitua-tioto exist Her sincerity wal too deep for such a glossing of fact. He dared assume, then, that her ym- n n at All. rest of the way by the elevated, would walk. And after we pass the elevated theres other car lines they're more likely to take, where the cars run frequenter. Do you go to the heart of the city? No, we stop at Ae barns. Say, have you noticed that Jap in there? The conductor nodded toward Maku. What about him? He was put aboard by a cop. Looks as though somebody had slugged him. Thats so, commented Orme. His head Is bandaged. Judging from the bandage, it must have been a nasty crack, continued the conductor. But you wouldnt know hed been hurt from his face. Say, you can't tell anything about those Johns from their looks, can you, now ? You certainly cant, replied Orme. The conductor glanced out. There's the elevated, he said. "Ill have to go In and wake that drunk. He gets off here. Orme watched the conductor go to the man who was sleeping In the corner and shake him. The man nodded his head vaguely, and settled guesses its counter- mouthful of smoke. Lincoln park slid by them on the left. The car was getting well down into the city. Suddenly Maku worked along to the end of his seat and got down on the running-board- . The con-diict- pulled the bell. The car stopped and the Oriental jumped off. The action had been so quick that Orme, taken off bis guard, had not had time to get off first. He, therefore, remained on the car, which to move forward again. Looking after Maku, he saw that the Japanese, glancing neither to right nor to left, was making off down the side street, going west; so he in turn stepped to the street, just as Maku disappeared beyond the corner. He hurried quickly to the side street and saw Maku, half a block ahead, walking with short, rapid steps. How had Maku got so far? He must have run while Orme was retracing the way to the corner. And yet Maku seemed to have no suspicion that he was being followed. The chase led quickly to a district of poor houses and shops an district, where every shadow seemed ominous. Whenever they approached a corner, Orme hurried forward, running on his toes, to shorten the distance in the event that Maku turned, but the course continued straight until Orme began to wonder whether they were not getting near to the river, one branch of which he knew ran north through the city. At last Maku turned into an alley which cut through the middle of a block. This was something which Orme had not expected. He ran forward and peered down the dark, unpleasant passage. There was his man, barely visible, picking a careful way through the ash heaps and avoiding the pestilential garbage cans. (TO BE CONTINUED.) be-'ga-n Maybe. Looks as though he was trying to read the fine print on it. Something you and I never have done, I imagine, said Orme. Thats a fact, the conductor chuckled. "I never noticed anything about a bill except the color of it and the size of the figure." Which Is quite enough for most men. "Sure! But I bet I pass on a lot of counterfeits without knowing it." "Very likely. The Jap has evidently finished his English lesson. See how carefully he folds the bill before he puts it away. Were cornin to the barns," said Far as we go. the conductor. As he spoke, the car slowed down nd stopped, and Maku arose from his seat. Orme was at the top of the steps, ready to swing quickly to the ground, if Maku left the car by the rear door. But the Japanese turned to the forward entrance. Orme waited until Maku had got to the ground, then he, too, descended. Rku did not turn at once toward the Clark street car that was waiting to start downtown. lie stood hesitant in the street. After a moment, his The Manly Part. attention seemed to be attracted by The manly part is to do with might restaurant, the lights of an not far away, and be crossed the snd main what you can do. Emerson. all-nig- |