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. COPYRIGHT 1307 — THE. BOBB-S-rtEftftILL. C.Q. '*Z.OUIt5 - c/oe*cp/f". krVANOfE^ SYNOPSIS. •'Mad** Dan Maitland, on reaching his New York bachelor club, met an attrac tive young woman at the door. Janitor O’F-Jagan assured him no one had been within that day. Dan discovered a wom an’s finger prints in dust on his desk, along with a letter from his attorney. Maitland dined with Bannerman. his at torney. Dan set out for Greenfields, to y°t bis family jewels. During bis walk to the country seat, he met the young woman in gray, whom lie had seen leav ing his bachelors* club. Her auto had broken down. He fixed it. By a ruse she "lost” him. Maitland, on reaching horn*, surprised lady in gray, cracking the safe containing his gems. She. apparently, took him for a well-known crook. Daniel Anisty. CHAPTER III.—Continued. Did he catch a gleam of admiration in the eyes behind the goggles? “Now, if ever they get hold of my portrait and print . . . Well!” sighed the girl wickedly, lifting slim, bare fingers in affected concern to the mass of ruddy hair, "in that event i suppose I shall have to become a natural blonde!” Her humor, her splendid fearless ness, the lightness of her tone, com bined with the half-laughing, half-se rious look that she swept up at him. to ease the tension of his emotions. For the first time since entering the room, he smiled; then ia silence for a time regarded her steadfastly, thinking. So he resembled this burglar, Anis ty. strongly enough to be mistaken for him—eh? Plainly enough the girl be lieved him to be Anisty. . . . Well, and why not? Why shouldn't he be Aristv for the time being, if it suited bis purpose so to masquerade? Ii might possibly suit his purpose. He thought his position one uncommon-1 ]> difficult. As Maitland, he had on his hands a female thief, a hardened char acter. a common malefactor (strange that he got so little relish of the terms!), caught red-handed: as Mait land. his duty was to hand her over to the law, to be dealt with as—what she was. Yet. even while these consid erations were urging themselves upon ; him, he knew his eyes appraised her with open admiration and interest. She stood before him. slight, delicate, pret ty, appealing in her ingenuous candor: and at his mercy. How could he bring himself to deal with her as he might with—well, Anisty himself? She was a woman, he a gentleman. As Anisty, however—if he chose to assume that expert's identity for the nonce—he would be placed at once on a piane of equality with the girl; from a fellow of her craft she could hardly refuse attentions. As Anisty, he would put himself in a position to earn her friendship, to gain—perhaps—her con fidence. to learn something of her necessities, to aid and protect her from the consequences of her misdeeds; possibly—to sum up—to divert her footsteps to the paths of a calling less hazardous and more honorable. Worthy ambition—to reform a bur glar! Maitland regained something of his lost self-esteem, applauding hint seif for entertaining a motive so laudable. And he chose his course, for better or worse, in these few seconds. Thereby proving his incontestable title to the name and repute of Mad Mait land. His face lightened; his manner changed; he assumed with avidity the role for which she had cast him and w hich he stood so ready to accept and act. “Well and good." he conceded with an air. “I suppose I may as well own up—” "Oh. I know you,” she assured him. with a little, confident shake of her head. "There's no deceiving me. Rut." and her smile became rueful, "if only you'd waited ten minutes more! Of course I recognized you from the first —down there by the river; and knew very well what was your—lay; you gave yourself away completely by mentioning the distance from the river to the Manor. And I did so want to get ahead of you on this job! What a feather in one's cap, to have fore stalled Dan Anistv! . . . But hadn't you belter be a little careful with those lights? You seem to forget that there are servants in the house. Really, you know. 1 find you most ro mantically audacious, Mr. Anistv— quite in keeping with your reputation.” "You overwhelm me,” he murmured. “Relieve me. I have little conceit in my fame, such as it is." And. crossing to the windows, he loosed the heavy velvet hangings and let them fall to gether, drawing their edges close so that no ray of light might escai>e. She watched him with interest. "You seem well acquainted here." "Of course. Any man of imagina tion is at pains to study every house he enters. I have a map of the prem ises—house and grounds—here.” He indicated his forehead with a long forefinger. "Quite right, too—and worth one's while. If rumor is to be believed, you have ordinarily more than your labor for vrur pains. You have taught me something already. . . . Ah, well!" she sighed, "I suppose 1 may as well acknowledge my inferioritj-—as neo I hyte to hierophant. Master!” She c-ourtesied low. “I beg you proceed and let thv cheela profit through obser vation!” And a small white hand ges tured signflcantly toward the collec tion of burglar's tools—drills and chisels, skeleton keys, putty, and all— —neatly displayed upon the rug before the massive safe. “You mean that you wish me to crack this safe for you?” he inquired, with inward consternation. “Not for me. Disappointment I ad mit is mine; but not for the Iqgs 1 sus tain. In the presence of the master 1 am content to stand humbly to one side, as befits one ofc my lowly state in —in the ranks of our profession. I re sign, 1 abdicate in your favor; claim ing nothing by right of priority.” "You are too generous,” he mum bled, confused by her thinly veiled rid And a Small White Hand Gestured Significantly Toward the Collection of Burglar's Tools. "Xot at all." she replied briskly. "I am entirely serious. My loss of to day will prove my gain to-morrow. I look for incalculable benefit through study of your methods. My own. I | confess," with a contemptuous toss of her head toward the burglar's kit, are clumsy, antiquated, out of date. . . . But then, I'm only an ama teur." "Oh. but a woman—" he began to apologize on her behalf. "Oh, but a woman!" she rapped out. smartly. "I wish you to understand that this woman, at least, is nc mean—" And she hesitated. "Thief?" he supplied, crudely. "Yes, thief! We're two of a feather at that." "True enough. . . . But you were first in the field; I fail to see why I should reap any reward for tardiness The spoils must be yours." It was a test; Maitland watched her keenly, fascinated by the subtlety ol’ the game. "But 1 refuse, Mr. Anisty—positively refuse to go to work while you stand aside and—and laugh.” Pride! He stared, openly amazed, at this bewilderingly feminine bundle of inconsistencies. With each facet of her character discovered to him, min ute by minute, the study of her be came to him the more engrossing. He drew nearer, eyes speculative. "I will agree." he said, slowly, "to crack the safe, but upon conditions." She drew back imperceptibly, amused, but asserting her dignity. “Yes?” she led him on, though in no accent of encouragement. “Back there, in the river,” he drawled deliberately, forcing the pace, "I found you—beautiful.” She flushed, lip curling. "And. back there, in the river, I thought you—a gentleman!” | "Although a burglar?" “A gentleman for ail that!” “1 promise you I mean no harm,” he ; prefaced. “But don't you see how I ■ am putting myself in your power? Every moment you know me better, while 1 have not yet even looked into your face with the light full upon it. Honor among thieves, little woman!” She chose to ignore the intimate note in his voice. “You're wasting time." she hinted, crisply. “I am aware of that fact. Permit me to remind you that you are help ing me to waste it. I will not go ahead until I have seen your face. It is sim ply an ordinary precaution." “Oh. if it's a matter of business—" “Self-preservation," he corrected, with magnificent gravity. She hesitated but a moment longer, then with a quick gesture removed her mask. Maitland’s breath came fast as he bent forward, peering into he:: face; though he schooled his own fea tures to an expression of intent and inoffensive studiousness, he feared the lend thumping of his heart would be tray him. As he looked it became evi dent that the witchery of moonlight had not served to exaggerate the sen sitive, the almost miniature, beauty of her. If anything, its charm was gi eater there in the full glare of the electric chandelier, as she faced him, giving him glance for glance, quite ur diemayed by the intentness of his scrutiny. • In the clear light her eyes shone lustrous, pools of tawny flame; her hair showed itself of a rich and luminous coppery hue, spun to im measurable fineness; a faint color burned in her cheeks, but in contrast her forehead was as snow—the pure, white, close-grained skin that is the heritage of red-headed women the world over, and their chiefest charra as well; while her lips— As for her lips, the most coherent statement to be extracted from Mr. Maitland is to the effect that they were altogether desirable, from the very first. The hauteur of her pose, the sym pathy and laughter that lurked in he mouth, the manifest breeding in the delicate modeling of her nostrils, and the firm, straight arch of her nose, the astonishing allurement of her eyes, combined with their spirited womanli ness—these, while they completed the conquest of the young man, abashed him. He found himself of a sudden endowed with a painful appre ciation of his own imperfections, the littleness of his ego, the inherent coarseness of his masculine fiber, the poor futility of his ways, contrasted with her perfections. He felt as if re buked for some unwarrantable pre sumption. . . . For he had looked into eyes that were windows of a soul; and the soul was that of a child, un sullied and immaculate. You may smile: but as for Maitland, he deemed it no laughing matter. From that moment his perception was clear that, whatever she might claim to be however damning the circumstances in which she appeared to him, there was no evil in her. But what he did not know, and did not even guess, was that, from the same instant, his being was in bond age to her will. So Love comes, strangely masked. CHAPTER IV. Midsummer Night’s Madness. At length, awed and not a little shamefaced. "I beg your pardon,” he stammered, wretchedly. “For what?" she demanded, quickly, head up and eyes alight. “For insisting. It wasn't—ah— courteous. I'm sorry.” It was her turn now to wonder; delicacy of perception such as this was not ordinarily looked for in the person of a burglar. With a laugh and a gibe she tried to pass off her aston isnment. "The thief apologizes to the thief?” “I'nkind!” Briefly hesitant, with an impulsive gesture she flung out a generous .hand. “You're right; I was unkind. For give me. Won't you shake hands? I . . . I do want to be a good com rade, since it has pleased Fate to throw us together like this, so—so oddly." Her tone was almost plain tive; unquestionably it was appealing. Maitland was curiously moved by the touch of the slim, cool fingers that lay in his palm. Not unpleasantly. He frowned in perplexity, unable to ana lyze the sensation. "You’re not angry?” she asked. “No—but—but—” "Yes?” . “Why do you do this, little woman? Why do you stoop to this—this trade oi vo—of ours? Why sully your hands —and not only your hands—imperil your good name, to say nothing of your liberty—?” She drew her hand away quickly, in terrupting him with a laugh that rang true as a coin new from the mint, hon est and genuine. "And this,” she cried, "this from Hrn Anisty! Positively, sir, you are delightful! You grow more danger ously original every minute! Your scruples, your consideration, your sym pathy—they are touching—in you!” She wagged her head daintily in pre tense of disapprobation. "But shall I tell you?" more seriously, doubtfully, “I think I shall . . . truly. I do this sort of thing, since you must know, because—imprimis, because I like it. Indeed and I do! I like the dangei. the excitement, the exercise of cunning and—and I like the rewards, too. Besides—” The corners of her adorable mouth drooped ever so slightly. "Besides—?’’ "Why . . . But tiiis is not busi ness! We must hurry. Will you, or shall I—?” A crisis had been passed; Maitland understood that he must wait until a more favorable time to renew his importunities. "I will.” he said, dropping on his knees by the safe. “In my lady’s service!” “Not at all," she interposed. "I in sist. The job is now yours; yours must he the profits.” "Then 1 wash my hands of the whole affair." he stated in accents of finality. ‘‘I refuse. I shall go. and you can do as you will—blunder on." scornfully, “with your nitroglycerin, your rags, and drills and—and rouse the entire countryside, if you will." “Ah, but—” “Will you accept my aid?" “On conditions, only," she stipulated. “Hal vers?” He shook his head. “Half shares, or not at all!” She was firm. “A partnership?" This educed a moue of doubt, with: "I'm not worthy the honor." “But." he promised rayhly, "I can save you—oh. heaps of trouble in other —ah—lays." She shrugged helplessly. “If I must —then I do accept. We are partners, Dan Anisty and 1!" He nodded mute satisfaction, brushed the tools out of his wav. and bent an attentive ear t» the combination. The girl swept across the room, and there followed a click simultaneous with the total extinction of light. Startle.?, "Why—?" he demanded. “Tho risk," she replied. “We have been frightfully careless and thought less.” Helplessly Maitland twirled the com bination dial; without the light he was I wholly at a loss. But a breath later skirts rustled near hint; the slide of the bull's-eye was jerked back, and a circle of illumination thrown upon the lock. He bent his head again, pretend ing to listen to the fall of the turn biers as the dial was turned, but in point of fact covertly watching the letters and figures upon it. ' The room grew very silent, save for (he faintly regular respiration of the girl who hent near his shoulder. Her breath was fragrant upon his cheek. The consciousness of her propinquity almost stifled hint. . . . One fears that Maitland prolonged the counter feit study of the combination unneces sarily. Notwithstanding this, she seemed amazed by the ease with which he solved it. “Wonderful!” she ap plauded. whispering, as the heavy door swung outward without a jar. “Hush!" he cautioned her. In his veins that night madness W’as running riot, swaying him at its will. With never a doubt, never a thought of hesitancy, he forged ahead, willfully blind to consequences. On the face of it he was playing a fool’s part; he knew it; the truth is simply that he could not have dene other than as he did. Consciously he believed himself to be merely testing the girl; subcon sciously he was plastic in the grip cl an emotion stronger than he—moist clay upon the potter's whirling wheel. (TO BK CONTINUED.) GETTING THE CROWD IN LINE Showing the Methods of the Resource ful Street Faker. Two belligerent appearing men faced each other. ‘You're a liar.” "You're a yellow pup.” "Fight!” shrieked a small boy. Then a crowd of curious began to gather in front of the Grant building in upper Market street. “If you’re looking for trouble I guess I can give it to you,” hissed the "liar” between his teeth. “You can place a bet that I intend to see things to a finish,” replied the “pup,” striking a fighting pose. “Come around the corner where a cop won’t bother us, then,” said the first, and, war thus declared, the duo hastened around to an empty lot be hind the post office, while a crowd of bloodthirsty men and boys dogged at their heels. 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