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By E. PHILLIPS OPPENHEIM,
Author of "The Master Mummer." "A Prince of Sinners," "Mysterious Mr.
Snbln," "Anna the Adventuress." Etc.
Copyrltfht. 1903. 1000. by LITTLE. DKOWN. mil COMPANY.
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CONTINUED. J
CHAPTER IV. '
MOXSIKHIt ALFUED looked
ovi'i' her shoulder for the
inn n who must surely bo In
nttendnnce, but he looked lu
rain. I
"Mademoiselle wishes n tnblo for
licrseir uloiie," he repented doubtfully
"If you please," she answered.
"It iii list have been soinewhero
ed.
else."
She wns unreasonably dlsnppolnteil.
It had been u very slender chance, but
nt least It wns something tangible.
She had scarcely expected to have It
snapped so soon and so thoroughly.
She dropped her veil to hide the tours
which she felt were not far from her
eyes and summoned the waiter for her
bill. There seemed to be no object In
staying longer. Suddenly the unex-
A hand Hashing with
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jewels wns rusiuii mi ii iiiuinuiii iini.i
her table. When It wns withdrawn n
quont night cafes alone, but after all
that was searcely M. Alfred's con
cern. She came perhaps from that
strange land of the free, whose daugh
ters had long ago kicked over the bar
riers of sex with the same abandon
that Mile. Flossie would display the
soles of her feet u few hours later In
their national dance. If she had chain--ed
to raise her veil no earthly persua
sions on her part would have secured
for her the freedom of that little room.
for M. Alfred's appreciation of like
ness was equal to his memory for
faces. Hut It wns not until she was
cotnfortnbly ensconced nt n corner ta
ble, from which she had a good view
of the room, that she did so, aud M.
Alfred realized with n philosophic
shrug of his shoulders the error he had
committed.
' Phyllis looked nbout her with some
curiosity, it wns too early for the
liabltuos of the place, and most of the
tables were empty. The scarlet coated
band were smoking cigarettes and had
not yet produced their Instruments.
The conductor curled his black inns
1acho and stared hard at the beautiful
young English lady without, however,
being nblo to attract a single glance In
return. One or two men also tried to
convey to her by smiles and glnnccs
the fact that her solitude need con
tinue no longer than she chose. The
unattached ladies put their heads to
gether and discussed her with little
peals of laughter. To all of these
things she remained Indifferent. She
ordered a supper which she ate me
-chnnlenlly and wine which she scarce
ly drank. All the while she was con
sidering. Now that she was here, what
could she do? Of whom was she to
scrap of paper remained there.
Phyllis looked up lu amazement.
The girl to whom the hand belonged
was sitting nt the next table, but her
head was turned away, and she seem-
I ed to be only concerned In watching
j the door. She drew the scrap of paper
I toward her and cautiously opened It.
' This Is what she read, written lu Eng
i lish. but with u foreign turn to most
! of the loiters:
"M. Alfred lied. Your brother was
here. Wait till I speak to you."
Instinctively she crumpled up this
strange little note in her hand. She
struggled hard to maintain her com
posure. She had nt once the Idea that
every one In the place was looking nt
her. M. Alfred, Indeed, on his way
down the room wondered what had
driven the hopeless expression from her
face.
The waiter brought her bill. She
paid It and tipped him with prodigality
which for n woman wns almost reck
less. Then she ordered coffee and lift
er a second's hesitation cigarettes.
Why not? Nearly all the women wero
smoking, and she desired to pass for
the moment as one of them. For the
llrst time she ventured to gaze at her
neighbor.
It was the young lady from Vienna.
She was dressed In a wonderful deiui
toilet of white lace, and she wore a
large picture hat adjusted at exactly
the right angle for her proiUe. From
her throat and bosom there Hashed the
sparkle of many gems. The linger
which held her cigarette was ablaze
with diamonds. She leaned back lu
her seat smoking lazily, and she met
Phyllis' furtive gaze with almost in
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uinlce Inquiries? She scanned the faces solent coldness. Hut u moment later,
of the newcomers with a certain grave
curiosity which puzzled them. She nei
ther Invited nor repelled notice. She
remained entirely at her ease.
M. Alfred, during one of his peregri
nations around the room, passed close
to her table. She stopped him.
"I trust that mndemolselle Is well
.served," he remarked, with a little bow.
"Excellently, I thank you," she an
swered. lie would have passed on, but she de
Ttalucd him.
"You have very many visitors here,"
.she remarked. "Is It the same ai
rways ?"
He smiled.
"Tonight," ho declared, "It Is nothing.
when M. Alfred's back was turned, she
leaned forward and addressed her rap
idly. "A man will conic here," she said,
"who could tell you If he was willing
all that you seek to know. Ho will
come tonight. He comes all the nights.
You will see I hold my handkerchief
so In my right hand. When he comes
I shall drop It so."
The girl's swift speech, her half fear
ful glances toward the door, puzzled
Phyllis.
"Can you not come nearer to me and
talk?" she asked.
"No. You must not speak to mo
ngaln. You must not let any one, es
pecially the man himself, know what
I have told you. No more now. Watch
There are many who come here every ! f0r the handkerchief.'
'evening. They amuse themselves here."
"You have a good many strangers
also?" she asked.
"But certainly," he declared. "All
the time."
"I have a brother," she said, "who
was lire eleven nights ago let mo see
that would be last Tuesday week.
He Is tall and fair, about twenty-one
and, they say, like me. I wonder if
jou remember him."
M. Alfred shook his head slowly.
"That is strange," ho declared, "for,
as a rule, I forget no one. Last Tues
day week I remember perfectly well.
It was a quiet evening. La Scnln was
hero, but of tho rest no one. If made
moiselle's brother was here it is most
strange."
Her lln nulvered for a moment. She
was dlsnppolnted.
"I nm so sorry," sho said. "I hoped
that you might have been able to help
mo. Ho loft tho Grand hotel on that '
night with tho intention of coming i
here, and ho never returned. I have
."been very much worried ever since."
"Hut what shall I say to him?"
Tho girl took no notice of her. Sho
was looking In tho opposite direction.
She seemed i !'nv p-l'ied away as far
as possible from her. Phyllis drew a
long brentu. hl.e lelt her heart beating
with excitement. The plnco suddenly
seemed to her like part of n nightmare.
And then all was clear again. Fortuno
was on her side. The secret of Guy's
disappearance was in this room, and a
few careless words from tho girl at tho
next table had told her more than an
entire police system had been able to
discover. But why tho mystery? What
was she to say to tho man when lie
camo? Tho girl from Vienna wbb talk
ing to some friends and toying care
lessly with a little morsel of lace which
she had drawn from her bosom. Phyllis
watched it with the eyes of a cat.
Every now and then sho watched also
tho door.
The placo was much fuller now.
Mile. Flossie had arrived with a small
company of friends from Maxim's.
The music wns playing nil tho time.
Sho was no great Judge of character, j The popping of corks wns almost In
liut M. Alfred's sympathy did not im
press her with Its sincerity. I
"If mademoiselle desires," ho said, "I
will make inquiries among tho waiters. '
1 very much fear, however, thnt sho
will obtain no news here." I
Ho departed, and Phyllis watched
liim Fn'lklng to some of the wnlters and
tho hinder of tho orchestra. Presently
ho returned. j
"I am very sorry," ho annouueed,
"but tho brother of mndemolselle could
not have come here. I have Inquired
of the garcons and of M. Jules there,
who forgets no one. They answer all
the same."
I'Thank you very much" alio answer-
cessnnt. The volume of sound had
swelled. Tho laughter and greeting of
friends betrayed moro abandon tliau
earlier In tho evening. Old acquaint
ances hnd been ronowed and now ones
mndc. Mademolsello from Vienna was
surrounded by n little clrclo of nftmlr
crs. Still she held In her right hnnd
n crumpled up little ball of lace.
Men passing down tho room tried to
attract tho attention of the benutiful
young English demolsello who looked
out upon tho llttlo scene so indifferent
ly as regarded Individuals and yet with
such eager Interest as a whole. No
(Continued on Fb rilx.)
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