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Show -dM fhn International h'j&fyzvja CaBpurf BlOtilN BTfUUB TODAY Love of EVE DE MnxTALAIS, and the desire de-sire to prove that he had not violated vio-lated the hospitality of her chateau cha-teau in southern Prance, sent MICHAEL LANYARD, now the brll-j llant member of tho English Secret Se-cret Service, but once the notorious i racksman, the LONE WOLF on tho auest of her Jewels. They had been stolen while Lanyard Lan-yard was her guesl recuperating from wounds Inflicted by DUPONT a Paris Apache, whose attempted at-tempted highway robbery of the women of the chateau d' Monfa-lals Monfa-lals had been frustrated by Lanyard. Lan-yard. Lanyard suspects that the jewels Were stolen bv a band of thloves, I masquerading as tourists, consisting j of WHITAKER Mo.NK his secretary. PHINUIT; the letter's brother, JULES and the i 1 1 1 ' t and COUNTE88 OE LORG-NFS LORG-NFS Lanyard jroes to Lyons and' trails Dupont. who In turn Is trailing trail-ing de Lorgnes. On the Lyons- La ris express, which Is bearing Lanyard. Dupont and de Lorgnes, de Lorgnes is murdered In his berth. GO ON WITH uir STORY. CHAPTER XIII. M ni M IISELLE "l HE DE rECTIV I I In London, about noon of that '1 .v I Werthelmer deciphered n code message mes-sage "Dear old bean. Please advls-j perfecture de police without revealing reveal-ing your source of Information, un- Identified man murdered on express' stopped yesterday Hotel Terminus, j Lyons, under namo of Coirite de Lorg-nes. Lorg-nes. During entire evening before entraining he was shadowed by two I Apaches, one of whom, passing as Albert Dupont. hooked in same car- rlag( with Lorrnes, but detrained ' Laroohe slx-flfteen (An admlrablv succinct sketch of the physical Dupont Du-pont is here deleted. As stranger In Larls I care passionately to review ntjfht 1 1 r . - of ereat city but am nat-urallv nat-urallv timid about going about alone' after dark Onlv socletv of beautiful. accomplished. well-informed and agreeable ladv ran put me at ease. I Can you recommend one such to me j by telegraph? Presume you have, heard your old friend Duchemin Is suspected of looting jewels of Madame , de MontalaiS Chateau de Montalals. I, n.-.n Mlllau. He counts on your dls- ; retlon to preserve secret of his inno- ( cence pending further advices. Paul Martin here stoooimr Hotel Chatham. I ( ToodU-oo. "M. L j A telegram from London address 11 to M, Paul Martin. Hotel Chatham. Paris, was delivered late In the after- ( "Prefecture tipped off- Many : thanks. Fully appreciate von cannot ' trust yourself alone In the dar::. j Therefore cheerfully dclesratlnc pros-! pros-! ervatlon your virtue while In Paris to Mil- Althenais Reneaux. maiden lady maturr charms whom I besr von will I respect as you would my sister. Wish-: Wish-: tK you enjoyable Intellectual evening eve-ning Wi" It needed reeeiut of a petlt-bleii. while he was dressing for dinner, to cure Lanyard of an attack of premonitory pre-monitory shivers brought on by rcco'.- lection of the awful truth that one Is I never reallv safe In trlflinc with an Englishman's sense of humor, j "Dear Monsieur Martin. It is too sweet of you to remember your prpm-lse prpm-lse lo ask iu- to dine the first time ' you came to Pai ls. Since you leave 11 to me. shall we say the Kltz, at half payt sevin'.' In case your memory for faces Is poor It has been a lonir time since we met. hasn't It? I shall be Wearing the conventional fust black with my very best ingenue expression, and my feather fan will be flaine-col-ored. "Always lo you "ALTHKNAIS RENEAUX." Now that sounded more like ... j Mademoiselle Athonals Reneaux lived up In most gratifying fashion to! the tone of her note. She pwept spiritedly into the lounge Of the Rltz a tall, fair tfirl, very pood looking Indeed and brilliantly co:- I turned, and placed Monsieur PaJl ! I Martin in on. glance, the Instance Of his calculated start of recognition. "Paul"" she cried in llltlnc: accents. "I'm so jrlad! It's been simply agos . . . And looking so wrell! I don't believe you've changed a bit." "And you. Athen&ls, always fxqui-ultc. fxqui-ultc. but today . . . Truly one has never seen you looking bolter." ' Flattery. " sh.- commented. 'Hut I lovo It!" Meanwhile her prase reviewed tho lounge in on.- swift, searching glance, and returned to Lanyard with a droop of the lashes, signified there was no one present likely to prove dangerous. "Flattery? To you? But Impossible!" Impossi-ble!" Ho dellchted hr. and she Showed It openly. But her lips said only: "Ijave I kent vou waiting a frightfully fright-fully long time, poor boy?" Let your appetite accuse you, Athonals," Ath-onals," "But I am starving!" "Then, as I take It. nothing on earth can prevent our going in to dinner." Lanyur.l had already consulted with the nialtr- de'hotel over tho menu and the reservation as the two settled down at a table on the side of tho room. "Monsieur received a telegram this afternoon ?" "YeH. mademoiselle. And you"" "It Is here since I am. Mav 1 s.-.- With a gav gesture she handed o r r her telegram from London and took his In exchanco The ordinary cipher of the British secret service was as readily in Ilk'iM.' to both as if the messag.s hud beon roucht d In op.-n French or. English. Th.- girl was laughing as she returned re-turned Lanyard's telegram and received re-ceived her own "'Mature charms'!" she pouted' "'Enjoyable Intellectual evening! Oh. I how dfpres-ing! And are you going to obey that Injunction to treat me as I somebody's sister?" Ne er in my life'" "I like that better. And. ' sho inquired in-quired demurely, "may one ask what are monsieur's commands?" ' First, you will continue lo flirt with me as at present outrageously." ' P'ven when you make it ho difficult?" diffi-cult?" "And then, if I discover an inter-, fat In people I may chance to see. ) you will be good enough to tell me J who they are and other details concerning con-cerning their ways of life." "Perhaps 1 know ihm. It mlgh! lave time If you would give me thclrl names." "Lo f'omle de Lorgnes?" Mudeniolt-eUe Benelux looked Idank. "Madame la Comtesse de Lorgnes?" 11 ..j . uuiii nrv;i H' iiieni. perhaps per-haps ?" j "Useless. I am afraid, neither Is an j uncommon type I "Are vou then acquainted with a 1 she Handed irr Ht r Telegram. 1 man named Phlnult an American?"' "No." "Mr. Whitaker Monk, of New York'."' "I met him on.- night, with a gay I party that Joined ours at breakfast I at Lre-Catelan. A quaint little stupjd." "Quaint. I grant you. But hardly little, or stupid. A tall man, as thin as a diet, with a face like a comic mask of tragedy . . ." "Paul, dear" said Athnais Renoaux .more in sorrow than In angei" "somebody "some-body has been taking advantage of your trusting nature Whltaker .Monk Is short, hopelessly stout, and the tnosl commonplace person Imaginable ' CHAPTER XIV. sin in Beauty's Garb In no cljty in the world is the doc-j trino of ,go-a.s-you-please-but-mlnd-yoUr-OWA-bUSlneu more studiously In-1 In-1 ulcated by example than in Pari.-, especially es-pecially In its hours of relaxation. Lanyard Lan-yard had not been so long tin exile as to have forgotten his way about sntlrely( and With what WU new Blnce his time Mademoiselle Reneaux was! thoroughly acquainted If there Were anybody or thing a girl of her ag Athenals was about twenty-five shouldn't know, she knew him. her or It; if there werv any, place she shouldn't go. she cither u 1 nt or had been there, If there were any-' thing sin. shouldn't do OE say or think 01 countenance, those thing.- she within limitations -did and said and J thought and accepted or passed over! aa matters of fact and no consequence On the way l their table they, utter! a uance. wore Intercepted by woman who. with two cavaliers, had brren I standing near tho door of the restaurant. res-taurant. Through a rjslng clatter of I I tongues her voice cut clearly. ' I "Ath.-M.i Is It Is I Llanc " I Lanyard was inclined to think he 1 had never seen this side of foot-i llhts, 1 gown quite so daring as that j which revealed the admirably turned person of th lady who named herself Llane. At the sound of her name Athe-J nals turned with a perfectly indicated start of surprise which she promptly t ranslated Into a little, Jo ful cry. The living pillar of ivory, satin and prec-lous prec-lous stones ran Into her arms, embraced em-braced her ardently, and klssud both her cheeks, then released her. hajf- turned to Lanyard. ('.lints of trifling msJiCS winked behind be-hind the open Interest of troubling, rounded eyes of violet. Ianyard knew himself known. So he had sacrificed for nothing his beautiful board! Ho uttered a private but heartfelt. "Damn!" and bowed profoundly as the woman, tapping Athenals on the arm with a fan crusted with diamonds, demanded "Present Instantly, my dear, this gentleman who tangoes as I have never nev-er 6een the tango dnnced before!" Forestalling Athenals, Lanyard r plied with a whimsical grimace Is one, then, mo unfortunate as to have been forgotten by Madame la Comtesse de Lorgnes?" "But monsieur Is mistaken," thO other stammered, biting her lip. "Surely one onnnot have been so stupid' ' lanyard zipoloKled "But this Is Mademoiselle De-I. De-I. Tine," Athenals said . . "M.-u j ' Paul Marti r?" (Continued In Our Next Issue.) , r r |