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BT ~~74.yy&i COOTRIQHT 1907 — TMl 60993CO. SYNOPSIS. "Mad" Dnn Maitland, on reaching his ?C( \v York bachelor club, met an attrac tive young woman at the door. Janitor D’Hagan assured him no one had been within that day. Dan discovered a tvom ' nit’s finger prints in dust on his desk, along with a letter front his attorney, l^faithind dined with Bannerman. his at torney. Dan get out for Greenfields, to get his family jewels. During his walk ■wr to the country seat, he met tile young woman in gray, whom he had seen leav ing his bachelors’ club. Her auto had broken down. He fixed it. CHAPTER II.—Continued. “Don’t!” she insisted—as. much as to say that he was fabricating and she knew it! "We must hurry, you know, because . . . There, I’ve dropped my handkerchief! By the tree, there. Do you mind—?" "Of course not." He set off swiftly toward the point indicated, but on reaching it cast about vainly for any thing in the nature of a handkerchief. In the midst of which futile quest a change of tempo in the motor’s im patient drumming surprised him. Startled, he looked up. Too late; the girl was in the seat, the car in motion—already some yards from the point at which he had left it. Dis mayed. he strode forward, raising his voice in perturbed expostulation. "But—I say—!” Over the rear of the seat a gray i gauntlet was waved at him, as tanta lizing as the mocking laugh that came to his ears. He paused, thunderstruck-, appalled . by this monstrosity of ingratitude. The machine gathered impetus, drawing swiftly away. Yet in the still y ness the farewell of the gray girl came , to him very clearly. “Good-by!” with a laugh. “Thank you and good-by—Handsome Dan!” CHAPTER III. “Handsome Dan.” Standing in the middle of the road, watching the dust cloud that trailed the fast disappearing motor car, Mr. Maitland cut a figure sufficiently for lorn and disconsolate to have distilled pity from the least sympathetic heart. His hands were thrust stiffly at full arm’s length into his trousers pockets: a rumpled silk hat was set awry on the back of his head: his shirt bosom was sadly crumpled: above the knees, to a casual glance, he presented the appearance of a man carefully attired in evening dress; below, his legs were sodden and muddied, his shoes of patent leather, twin wrecks. Alas for jauntiness and elegance, alack for ease an-t aplomb! ’Tricked,” observed Maitland, cas ually, and protruded his lower lip, thus adding to the length of a counten ance naturally long. “Outwitted by a chit of a girl! Dammit!” But this was crude melodrama. Real izing which, he strove to smile; a sor irv failure. ‘‘Handsome Dan,”’ quoted he; and rocking his head to one side eyed the road inquiringly. “Where in thun der d'you suppose she got hold of that name?” Bestowed upon him in callow col lege days, it had stuck burr-like for many a weary year. Of late, however, its use had lapsed among his acquain tances: he had begun to congratulate himself upon having lived it down. And now it was resurrected, flung at him in sincerest mockery by a woman whom, to his knowledge, he had never before laid, eyes upon. Odious appella tion. hateful invention of an ingenious enemy! " ‘Handsome Dan!’ She must have known me all the time—all the time I was making an exhibition of myself. . . . Wentworth?’ I know no one of that name. Who the dickens can She be?” V f • n tt naa not neon contrary to his code of ethics, he would gladly have raved, gnashed his teeth, footed the dance of rage with his shadow. In deed, his restraint, was admirable, the circumstances considered. He did nothing whatever but stand still for a matter of five minutes, vainly racking his memory for a clue to the identity of "Miss Wentworth.” At length he gave it up in despair and abstractedly felt for his watch fob. Which wasn't there. N'either, investi gation developed, was the watch. At which crowning stroke of misfortune —the timepiece must have slipped from his pocket into the water while he was tinkering with that infamous carbureter—Maitland turned eloquent ly red in the face. "The price,” he meditated aloud, with an effort to resume his pose, “is r. high one to pay for a wave of a gray glove and the echo of a pretty laugh." With which final fling at Fortune he set off again for Maitland Manor, trudging heavily but at a round pace through the dust that soon settled upon the damp cloth of his trousers lejs and completed their ruination. But Maitland was beyond being dis turbed by such trifles. A wounded vanity engaged his solicitude to the exclusion of all other interests. At the end of 45 minutes he had covered the remaining distance be tween Greenfield station and Maitland Manor. For five minutes more he strode wearily over the side path by the box hedge which set aside his ances tral acres from the public highway. At length, with an exclamation, he paused at the first opening in the living bar rier; a wide entrance from which a blue-stone carriage drive wound away to the house, invisible in the waning light, situate in the shelter of the grove of trees that studded the lawn. "Gasoline! Brrr!” said Maitland, shuddering and shivering with the combination of a nauseous odor and the night’s coolness—the latter by now making itself as unpleasantly promi nt nt as the former. Though he hated the smell with all his heart, manfully Inconsistent he raised his head, sniffing the air for further evidence; and got his reward in a sickening gust. "Tank leaked,” he commented with brevity. "Quart of the stuff must have trickled out right here. Ugh! if it goes on at this rate, there'll be another i breakdown before she gets home." j And. "Serve her right, too!” he' growled, vindictive. Hut for all his indignation he ac knowledged a sneaking wish that he might be at hand again, in such event, a second time to give gratuitous serv ice to his gray lady. Analyzing this frame of mind (not i without surprise and some disdain of i him who weakly entertained it) he i crossed the drive and struck in over j the lawn, shaping his course direct for tne front entrance of the house. By dead reckoning the hour was two, or something later; and a chill was stealing in upon the land, wafted gently southward from Long Island sound. All the world beside himself seemed to slumber, breathless, in sensate. Wraith-like, gray shreds of mist drifted between the serried boles of trees, or. rising, veiled the moon's wan and pallid face, that now was low upon the horizon. In silent rivalry ten- rid velvet-black shadows skulked At That Very Moment the Sale Was Being Attacked. across the ample breadths of dew drenched grass. Somewhere a bird stirred on its unseen perch, chirping sleepily; and in the rapt silence the inconsiderable interruption broke with startling stress. ' In time—not long—the house lifted into view; a squat, rambling block of home-grown architecture with little to recommend it save its keen associa tions and its comfort. At the edge of the woods the lord and master paused indefinitely, with little purpose, sur veying idly the pale, columned facade, aun wondering whether or not his en trance at that ungodly hour would rouse the staff of house servants. If it did not—he contemplated with mild amusement, the prospect of their sur prise when, morning come, they should find the owner in occupation. “Rannerman was right,” he con ceded; "any—” The syllables died upon his lips; his gaze became fixed; his heart thumped wildly for an instant, then rested still; and instinctively he held his breath, tip-toeing to the edge of the veranda the better to command a view of the library windows. / These opened from ceiling to floor and should by right have presented to his vision a blank expanse of dark glass. Rut, oddly enough, even while thinking of his lawyer’s warning, he had fancied. . . . “Ah!” said Maitland, softly. A disk of white light, perhaps a foot or 18 inches in diameter, had flitted j swiftly across the glass and- vanished. “Ah, ah! The devil, the devil!” murmured the young man, uncon sciously. The light appeared again, dancing athwart the inner wall of the room, and was lost as abruptly as before. On impulse Maitland buttoned his top coat across his chest, turning up the collar to hide his linen, darted stealthily a yard or two to one side, and with one noiseless bound reached the floor of the veranda. A breath later he stood by the front door, where, at first glance, he discovered the means of entrance used by the midnight ma rauder; the doors stood ajar, a black interval showing between them. So that, then, was the way! Cau tiously Maitland put a hand upon the knob and pushed. A sharp, penetrating squeak brought him to an abrup„ standstill, heart ham mering KuuiHe.u..y a*, am. Gamermg himseit to spring, it need oe, he crept back toward the library windows, am! reconnoitering cautiously determined the tact that tho bolts had just been withdrawn on the inside of one win dow frame, which was swinging wide. ‘ It's a wise crook that provides his own quick exit," considered Maitland. The sagacious one was not, appar ently, leaving at that moment. On the contrary, having made all things ready for a hurried flight upon the first'] alarm, the intruder turned back, as was clearly indicated by the motion of the light within. The clink of steel touching steel became audible; and Maitland nodded. Banner-mart was in deed justified; at that very mement the- safe teas being attacked. Maitland returned noiselessly to the door. His mouth had settled into a hard, unyielding, thin line; and a dan gerous light flickered is his eyes, b etr.£,cra: ily the tiler had stepped aside, giving place to the real man that was Maitland—the rrfkn ready fight tar i.:s own, naked hands against fit eat ms, 11 it nerd be. True, he had bur. to step into the gunroom to find weapons in plenty; bat these mas be then loaded to be of service, and precious moments wasted in the pro cess—moments la which the burglar might gain access to and make off with his booty. Maitland bad no notion whatever of permitting anything of the sort to occur. He counted upon taking his c.ncmy unawares, difficult as he be lieved ouch a feat would be, in the ca=e of a professional cracksman. Down the hallway he gre-ped his way to the library coor, his fingers at leng.h encountering l:s panels; it was closed, doubtless secured upon the in side; .be slight;.-.; movement of the handle was calculated to alarm the itouw-h-ac!—• pease.-’., dclib-] erating another and better plan, hav ing in mind a short passageway con necting library and smoking room. In the library itself a heavy tapestry cur tained its opening, while an equally heavy portiere took the place of-a door at the other end. In the natural order of things a burglar would overtook this. Inch by inch the young man edged into the smoking room, the door to which providentially stood unclosed. Once within, it was but a moment’s work to feel his way to the velvet folds and draw them aside, fortunately without rattling the brass rings from which the curtain depended. And then Maitland was in the passage, acutely on the alert, recognizing from the con tinued click of metal that his antagon ist to-be was still at his difficult task. Inch by inch—there was the tapestry! Very gently the householder pushed it aside. An insidious aroma of scorching var nish (the dark lantern) penetrated the passage while he stood on its thresh old, fooling for the cloctric light switch. Unhappily he missed this at the first cast, and—heard from within a quick, deep hiss of breath. Some thing had put the burglar on guard. Another instant wasted, and it would be too late. The young man had to chance it. And he did. without further hesitation stepping boldly into the danger zone, at the same time making one final, desperate pass at the spot where the switch should have been—and missing it. On the instant there came a click of a different cali ber from those that had preceded it. A revolver had been cocked, some where there in the blank darkness. Maitland knew enough not to move. In another respect the warning came too late; his fingers had found the switch at last, and automatically had turned it. The glare was blinding, momentari ly; but the flash and report for which Maitland waited did not come. When his eyes had adjusted themselves to the suddenly altered conditions, he saw. directly before him and some six feet distant, a woman's slight figure, dark cloaked, resolute upon its two feet, head framed in veiling, features effectually disguised in a motor mask whose round, staring goggles shone blankly in the warm white light. On her part, she seemed to recog nize him instantaneously. On his. . . . It may as well be admitted that Maitland's wits were gone wool-gath ering. temporarily at least; a state of mind not unpardonable whpn it is taken into consideration that he was called upon to grapple with and simul taneously to assimilate three momen tous facts. For the first lime in his life lie found himself nose to nose with a revolver, and that one of able-bodied and respect-compelling proportions. For the first time in his life, again, he was under necessity of dealing with a housebreaker. But most stupefying of all he found the fact that this house breaker, this armed midnight maraud er. was a woman! And so it was not altogether fearlessness that made him to all intents and purposes ignore the weapon; it is nothing to his credit for courage if his eyes struck past the black and deadly mouth of the revolver and looked only into the blank and ex pressionless eyes of the wind mask; it was not lack of respect for his skin's integrity, but the sheer, tremendous wonder of it all, that rendered him oblivious to the eternity that lay the other side of a slender, trembling fin ger tip. And so he stared, agape, until pres ently the weapon wavered and was lowered and the woman's voice, touched with irony, brought him to his senses. "Oh," she remarked, coolly, “it's only you.” Thunderstruck, he was able no more than to parrot the pronoun; "You— you!" "\\ ere you expecting to meet ?ny one else, here, to-night?" she inquired in suavest mockery. He lefted his shoulders helplessly, and tried to school his tongue to co herence. “I confess. . . . Well, certainly I didn't count ou finding you here. Miss Wentworth. And the black cloak, you know—” "Reversible, of course; gray inside, as you see—Handsome Dan!” The girl laughed quietly, drawing aside an edge of the garment to reveal its in ner face of silken gray and the fluted ruffles of the gray skirt underneath. He nodded appreciation of the de vice, his mind now busy with specula tions as to what he should do with the girl, now that he had caught her. At the same time he was vaguely vexed by her persistent repetition of the ob solescent nickname. ‘‘Handsome Dan.” he iterated all but mechanically. “Why do you call me that, please? Have we met before? I could swear, never before this night!” "‘But you are altogether too modest,” she laughed. “Not that it's a bad trait in the character of a professional. . . . But really! it seems a bit in credible that any one so widely ad vertised as Handsome Dan Anisty should feel surpise at being recog nized. Why, your portrait and biog raphy have commanded space in every yellow journal in America recently!” And. dropping the revolver into a pocket in her cloak, “I was afraid you miyht he a servant—or even Mait land,” she diverted the subject, with a nod. “But—but if you recognised me as Anisty, back there by the ford, didn't you suspect. I'd drop -in on you—” "Why, of course! Didn't you all but tell me that you were coming here?” “But—” "I thought perhaps I might get through before you came, Mr. Anisty; but I knew all the time that, even if you did manage to surprise me—er— on the job, you wouldn't call the po lice.” She laughed confidently, and —oddly enough—at the same time nervously. "You are certainly a very bold man, and as surely a very care less one, to run around the way you do without so much as troubling to grow a heard or a mustache, after your picture has been published broad cast." (TO BE CONTINUED.) Must Attempt to Find Owner Only Thing to Do When One Picks i Up Lost Property. When one is on the public thorough fare or in the street car or train oi boat and picks up an object that is valuable, is it his? True, he may find something which is too small and trifling to warrant searching to find the owner, such as a handkerchief, a pair of gloves, etc. But when he finds something of value, it is not his until he has done every thing in his power to find the owner. The street railways and trains are . so systematized to-day that if, when one finds an object of value, he returns it to the company’s representative, it is almost sure to catch up with its owner. Every person of intelligence knows that the first place to inquire for it is at the lost and found depart ment. AVhen, however, one is on the street and finds something which, if he lost it himself, he would very much like to have returned, there are the col umns of a newspaper in which to ad vertise. If he fails to find the owner after this then he can rightfully call it his own and have a clear conscience, but if he avoids looking over the lost and found columns and fails to do his part toward finding the owner he is almost as dishonest as if he took the goods. Only One Life. The chief of the fire department of Philadelphia, watching a dangerous fire in that city not long ago, was amazed by the daring of a recruit in the service, a young fellow plainly of German origin. After the new fireman had emerged from his perilous position, the chief met him with many expressions of commendation and admiration. 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