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Show BEGIN HERE TODAY Wh-n the EnpllHh srn-t Srvl SSnt the brilliant detetlve, who pre-rforrod pre-rforrod to be known a AN DR10 DI'CIIKMIN. to the south of I Franco to avoid harm from the vengeful Bolshevik, they unwitting-: unwitting-: opened the way to more hazardous hazard-ous advsntures, rir-t iif hn.i rescued from robbery by Apachsa UME DH BEVENIE and her puMti, among whom was the beautiful EVE DE MONTALAIS American widow wi-dow of a Preneh officer and possessor posses-sor of a magnificent collection of lewels. While Duohemin was dining at the jihuteau, a Strang niitomobllr- jinrt) takes refuge from a storm. It consists con-sists of Iwhitaicer MONK; his secretary, rillNT'IT; the latter's brother, JULES, who acts aa chauffeur; and 1 the COUNT and rvl'NTESS DE LORG-NES. LORG-NES. Duchemin's suspicions are aroused 'when they cleverly inquire of Eve de MontalalH' Jewels and learn that they are In th chateau Above all. Duche-mln Duche-mln Is dismayed when they speak of the 'Lono Wolf." the famous master, cracksman of earlier days. Did they know his secret? Duchemln is at-! tricked again by the name Apache and severely wounded before being rescued by Eve de Montalals. ; ON WTTH THE BTOR1 I II AI'TER VIII. Bpeaklng of ixno. In the course of two weeks or so Duchemln was able to navigate a whed-d chair, bak on the little bat-cony bat-cony outside his bedchamber windows in the Chateau l Montalals, and even strictly against orders take experl-j mental strolls. The wound In his side still hurt like the very deuce at every Ill-considered movement; and this constant reminder of outlaws and violence prompted Duchemln to urg- Eve de Montalals to place her jewels in safekeeping. Eve de Montalals laughed the! charming. low-eed laugh or a b.i'-plly b.i'-plly diverted woman. "I surrender at discretion; I wiM do as you wish. I will ISSVS LoulfS to take can of nuidain ma mere f'" a few days whlio I Journey to PariB " 'Alone?" "But naturally." "You. a woman: travel alone to I'aris With a treasure in Jewels? Ah, no! I would rather ?teal the Jewels! myself, convoy them to Paris, put tri.-m in safe keeping, and sond you. th' receipt." What a lot of trouble monleurj would save me. If ho would only be( so kind as to do as he threatens " "And hew amusing If he wer- arrested ar-rested en rout" ." uohemln supplemented supple-mented with a wry smile. 1 am quite confident of your ability abil-ity to eludu the police, monsieur." "Madame is too flattering; one l aurc 8b e is too wise to put so great a temptation In the way of uny man "Llftcn, my friend." Eve de Montalals Mon-talals flicked awa her clgaret and sat forward, elbow- on knees, hands I laced, her level gaze holding his. 'It' Is true, our acquaintance is barel) three weeks old; but the mask you bold between jourself and the world.! b st It pry Into what does not concern It, has ben lowered when you hav ; talked With me, and I have had eyes to sve what was revealed " "Ah, ro&dame?" -" the nature of a man of honor.; monsieur, simple of heart and gen- erous. as faithful as h is brave." Eve had spoken impulsively, with warmth of feeling unrealized until too late. Now slow color mantled her cheeks. But her eyes remained steed-fast. steed-fast. candid. unashamed It wa Duchemln v. ho dropped his gaze, a ba shed. With a troubled smile he said: "I would give much to bo worthy of what you think of me, madame. And! I would be a poor thine? indeed if l failed to try to live up to your faith." "You will not fall," she replied "What you are, ou ware before my faith was, and Will be afterward when ..." Sb- did not finish, but of a suddn recollected herself, lounged back In her chair, and laughed quietly, with, humorous appeui to his sympathy. "80i that la Bottled; I am not to be permitted to take my Jewels to Paris! alone. When thtn. inonsisur7" "I would suggest you write your bankers." said Duchemln seriously. ' and request them to send you two truntd men to guard you on the way." "But why? You have been so persistent per-sistent about this matter monsieur. Ever since that night when those curious cur-ious people stopped here in the rain. . . . Can It be that ou suspeel thoin Ol evN dealgna upon my trinkets?" Duchemln shrugged. "Who knows.' , madam e what they were?" ( "They were Clever people, far more clever than poor provincials ltki us She took a moment for thought. 'But T am pussled bv thir harping on the' j subject of I think they called him the Tyone Wolf. Now whv ahould thev do that?" Duchemln was constrained to take 'refuge In another shrug "Who knows''" he Iterated. "If they wore as clever BS we assume, doubtless they ! were clever enough to have a motive evdn for that." "fir really existed, this Done Wolf?" "Assuredly, madame. Kor years he was the nightmare and the BCOUrgC of people of wealth In every rapltal of Europe." Why did they call him the Lone Wolf, do you know"" I believe some Imaginative Parisian Paris-ian journalist fixed that sobriquet on lum. In recognition of tho theory upon up-on which, apparently, he operated." "And that was ?" "That a criminal, at least a thief, to be successful rnusi be absolutely anonymous and friendless; In which case nobody can betray him. As madame ma-dame probably understands, criminals above a rertaln level of intelllgenci are seldom caught by ihe police except through the treachery of accomplices. " "Still, in the end?" "Oh. no, madame. The Done (1 '.' was never caught He simply ceased1 to thieve." "I wonder why ..." "t believe Ix-eausc be fell 111 loe ulid consldfcreri gooj faith with ths object Of his effeetiona incompatible with a career of crime." "So he gave Up crime. How romantic: roman-tic: And the woman; did she appreciate appre-ciate the sacrifice?" , "While she lived, yea, madame. Ur so they my. t'n fortunately, she dlnd."' "And then ?" "So far as Is knewn tho convene I enemy to Society did not backsl.de, the IjOT Wolf never prowled again." 1 "An extraordinary story." "But Is not every story that haa to do with ths workings uf the human hu-man soul " Hven you . A woman of your sort walling herself in a wild sVnesa, renouncing the world, renouncing renounc-ing the life ItSelf In it: very heyday hey-day '." "I will explain." The sleekly coif-cured coif-cured brown head bent low over hands that played absently with tlfelr Jewels. Jew-els. "To h woman of my sort, monsieur, mon-sieur, lifft Is not life without love. 1 lived once for a little time, then love was taken out of my lite, V hen my sorrow hid spent Itself, l knev that I must find love ,n:aln If I were to go on living What wis I to do" 1 I. now that love Is not found through seeking seek-ing Sb I waited . . ." "But this is not writing to my ii l TTeaw" iie Balili "wc shall hotli bavi memories " bankers, monsieur," ahe tald In changed but steady voice ' I mu t . that at once If I am I get ihe letter In today a post.' CHAPTER IX The BIom From tho Dark.! in short, Monaleur Duchemln considered con-sidered convalescing at ih- Chateau da llontalals one of the most, agreeable agree-able of human estates But now an end. Tomorrow the detectives commissioned by Bladen de Idontalsla'a bankara would arrive. ar-rive. Tomorrow Eve would set out on her Journey to l'arls. Tomorrow Andre Duchemiil must walk forth from the Chateau de Montalals and turn bis back on all that was most dear to him In life On that last night, Eve Smoked only one clgaret with Duchemln In the drawing room after dinner, then i .. used herself to wait on Madame de Sevonlo and finish her packing. I shall miss you. monsieur The chateau Will seem lonely when I return." re-turn." "And the worbjh madame. ' Faid Duchemln "the world Into which I must go It, too. will seem a lonely place a deaert, haunted . . ." "You will soon forget . . Chateau Cha-teau de Montalais." Forget! when all I shall have will be my memories I" "Yes " she naid, 'we shall both have memories . " And suddenly the rich deep voice quoted In English: Eng-lish: "'Memories like almJght.. wine.' " 8iie offi red to disengage her hand, but Duchemln ttRhtened gently the pressure of bis fingers, bowing over It Ills lips touched her bund for a moment; then he released it She went swiftly to the door. faltered, turned. We shall see each other in the morning to say au rcvolr With us. monsieur, it must never bo adieu." She was gone, but she had left Duchemln Wltb a singing heart that would not let him sb , p when he had gone to bed. Till long after midnight he tossed re.lb .-.-Uy, bedeviled alternately by melancholy and exhilaration. He heard the clock strike two, and shortly after, In a fit of exaspsi. atlon, lighted the candle, found hie book end fumbled vainly for a clgaret. clga-ret. What sreater folly could ihcrc be than to want a olgaret and do without with-out one when there were plenty In ih din wing room, to lie had for the taking? He rose and left his chamber. cham-ber. Shielding the candle flame with hlB hand, he gained the drawing room us noiselessly as any ghost. 'flic fire had died down till only emberi glowed taint under films of ash. I Ti;.- . igarsta were not where he had expected to find them near one end of a i ertajii table. DUChCm"" put down the oandleatlok and mcy toward the other end. discovering the box he sought as soon as hisj back WM turned to tho light. In the same breatb thla last went out I He stood for a moment transfixed in aStonlahmsnl There were no windows win-dows open, no draughts, An insane thing to happen to one, at such an hour, In such a place . . He turned back to relight ih- candle, can-dle, it was gone (Continued In Our N xt asue i |