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DUB UUSIIIUDE H1 uuuu. I m sorry, Ernest, I told him. I'm! going home tomorrow. He stopped in his tracks, and I urg- ed him on. Urinlnn Inn:-v\n') (Inn:-I "| .nrr1 n7hv9 T W0!'K." ` I But you were going to stay a full week-a.nd you promised sis last night that you would make it ten days or two weeks. ~ Did she tell you that? ' Tell me? I should say she did. She danced a highland fling. 1'+ .-In-1n'+. rnnlrn than .=r-pup `nf the D118 SlaU1'II1. I ve got some fine plans for to-mor- row-1f it just clears up, the youth told me Joyously as we tramped up the road. I think he was trying to di- tvert his mind, as well as mine, from } the business in hand. 1"vvu unwary Tvnncf T fr\'|rI h{I V1 T VY'I 8C1 mm U11. Going home? Good `Lord, why? I thought you'd stay to see us through. Of course,. I can't blame you-" ,,_;_ L- _---I__ _ 1.1-..l.__.n 7 `M \l vuusuvyu 4- via A o v w a w . nnv Vvvu I've got to make a living, I told him` lightly. It's time I went to work." I u1:|..+ nan umms nmlvmp On cfau o fn'l'l play All 0115 Uul. ucuua. In a few minutes more we were out where the rain beat upon us. The road was already washed with water. It didn't seem possible that if there had really been mysterious tracks in the dust, that they could have endured the storm. Ufium nm cnmn Hnn nlanc fnr +n-rnn`r.. THE BARBIE EXAMINER He's the MinuteHandj-iim (.(.'3<`>`n;:-1"x.1ued next week) I,` LU. 01113 I:Ul'ul., 311:: road along the levee him he can't go till l`. ll H suuucu LCVUIVCI . Dr. Long meets Ahmad Das. an Or- iental, who conducts him to Southley Downs, where he meets Mr. Southley and his son Ernest Southiey, Mr. Hay- wood and his son Vilas, and then Jose- phine Southley, who is the girl he had met on the train. Josephine tells him the story of Southiey Downs and its host. which is not the ghost of a. uman being but of a tiger. Now read AV`--- Following (S.S. No. 7) December, '7.` Sr. IV-BiI '70; Billie Joi Sr. III-H 1 _,, uvv_ 1;-.- uu.-.1. anu. :1 tuvbavua .v. .u..\....-...... ..--.. 75 % and over honors. IV-Billie Maw, 78; Lillian Ford, Johnson, 68. - III-Helene Donnelly, 79; Wil- bur Walton, '76; Edward Morrow, (ab). Jr. III-Percy Ford, 73; Victor Ho- ward, '70; Phyllis Saunders, (ab). 1'1 (`Inna `IDA;-nln TIE.-uwunvvy 00- `AI-nu- Iv, a.a.AJAau.1 -.au4uuAAsu-4.u, \uv-v; II Class--Bess1e Morrow, 92; Mur- ray Ford, 87; Jack Johnson, 84; Mat- tie Maw, 80; Gordon Ferguson, 79; Clarence Morrow, 76; Clifford Harris, '72. ;-n,,,,, -u,,s,, up__,,.,4- An. -,..,. __ w2'[ Cl.ssEIg1n Morrow, 90; Vernon Walton, 88; Jim Saunders, 52 . fN1-__ T...-1...` `II`-- . I\1X-.- vvumvvsn, vv, VLAAL K-IGlI\ALI\A\a&L7, uu. Pr. C1a.ss-Isabel Maw, 89; Ollv Johnson, 88: Helen Morrow, 84; Dor- othy Ford, 73. I XTusn.qIau\u nv. -.-A11 410- nun...-.-an Al-I-nun ! \IIlAIJ a.u;u, Iv. Number on roll, 23; average attend- ance. 21. , - u-,_,;,,.1, -v u-n,,, ;,,,u , S. S. No. 17, VESPRA School report for S._S. No. 17, Ves- 1 pm for the months of November and December, including Christmas tests. Qw TTT lnumnunk `lnnnvs O0 - Tlfn I .rvuynnaww:., na.Aucuu.cnn.5 \.rA-J: nuvLaAu:u vuuuu. I Sr. IV-Margaret Doran. 83; Wat-| son Bonney, 79; Minnie Sutton, 70; Shirley Bonney, 69. Jr. IV-Ernest Kinton, 78; Roy- Gray, 70. ` Sr. III-Haro1d Doran, 61; Garnet! Walt, 46. -- - --_ 61.~ u Sr. I-Catherine Doran, Maurice Coutts, Hazel, Sutton, Alfred Sutton.` Marie Coutts, Percy Sutton, Edward- Doran. cm, A .. _- . __- .. Q I'lB!'V6B'r" I saw him Jump tonight when the owl hooted." Hnn-mm-nkmv kn hm: cnnt nnnrhr n. given. lgri-rr.1er-Rae Coutts, Margaret Walt, Jean Walt. 5-now-vs` |S.S. NO. 4 FLOS AND NO. 8 VESPRA Names in order of merit. Sr. IV-Billie Moran. Jr. IV-David Cameron uucy Cam- eron. Kenneth Tracey. , S. III--Kathleen Moran, Chester` 1-,u..1....._.:....... -n-u_u-_- lV_`I1.I-., LALTLLKQUAIATJULI J..V.LUL au, UHCDDEL Richardson, Bobby Collier, Beatrice Richardson, Bert. Hamilton, Grace Richardson, Bert Loftus. Jr. III-Al1an Carson, Mary Col- lier, Lillian Cameron. I 'V._ 1-7 1_:_ A H, -- ..x.;. , ..u..u.u;u. \1wuu.L \.u.A. Sr. II-Lois Carson, p; Marjorie Richardson, p; Allan Cameron, p. Jr. II--B1l11e O Hal1oran. Sr. I--Jack O Ha.l1oran, Helen Mor- an, Helen Richardson. 1-\._ 1-\.-L1_ on --m -.u . . mun, .-gugunu. avnunauaxauuxt. ` Pr.-Ruth Carson, Eileen Richard- son, Beverley Friel, Margaret Moran, Gerald O Ha.l1oran. 11-1-.__.I.-I, A,,, u a.nuvun.J, us, 4.v;uu_y &&(NVVl\4J, la. Jr. II-Michael Murphy, John E. Murphy. Sr. I--Jean Todd, Florence Moore. Jr. I-Evan Miller, Mary Barr. Sr. Pr.-Mac. Frawley. Jr. Pr.-Gerald1ne Flanagan, Mel- ville Miller, Joseph Dunn. John Dunn. Eileen Gribbin, teacher. Sr. IV-Phyllis ,.Barr, 82; Patricia! Dunn, 79; Norman Moore, 76; Del- more Burneld, 59. ` Jr. IV--Dorcas Burnfield, 68. Sr. III-Bernice Flanagan, '78; Geo. - Moore, 76; Mack Parker, 69. Jr. III-Boyd Brown. 43. Sr. II--Kathleen Murphy, 90; Jos. Frawley, 84; Mary Frawley, 79. Tue 'I"I' 'lUI'3n1\nn1 uvunkvp `Inlay. `I5 75, honours; 60 pass. Sr. V-Donald McArthur, 65. Jr. V-Joseph O'Brien, 60. M Sr. IV-Doris Jermey, 67; Pearl Shelswell, 65; -Luella Millar. (ab.). Jr. IV-Lila. Fletcher, 76; Laura Fletcher, 63. _ our-n' -_ ..- _ - ayvvauu., uu. , Sr. III--Elsie Roe, 8f; Roberta Pro- phet, 78; Nola Jermey, 75; Richard Roe, 50. 7.. 771- v-_.--._ v-u,L,1, -. _. nvvv vu- Jr. III-James Fletcher, 70; Stanley Millar, (ab.). Sr. II-Percy Millar, (ab). Jr. II-Myrt1e gshelswell, 83; Ross McMillan, 82. In order of merit: Sr. I--Jean McArthur (hon.); Orval ` Roe, Orval Jermey. TV! `I , Aflnnn 'l:11..4-..1...... /L......\. 1-11 I OWL IIUODEU." , Remember, he has spent nearly a month in this house. After a month 111 it, you'll jump, too. I mean, under ordinary conditions, away from this atmosphere." I would certainly say that Vilas Hayward` had no nerves to trouble I41... I! Sr. IV-Margaret Caldwell, 78; Jack McCuaig', 76. Jr. IV--Jean McCuaig, 75. l Sr. III-Marion Caldwell, 82; Gladys Graham, 64. T91 TTT 'r....1- 1-1'..--.... on. A___!__ pun, v- -w_; u ya; $NLLSNAAA, vi. Jr. III--Jack Hayes, 62; Andy Gra- ham, 57; Joe Emms, 49; Kenneth [Emms, 47. an .... now, nu. II-May Kelly, 87; Gerald Shana- han, 75; Stuart Gilchrist, 70; Eunice Graham, 66; Aubrey Caldwell, 60. ` Sr. I-Howard Caldwell, Del. Emms. Jr. I--Everett Emms. Sr. Pr.-Bob. Guthrie. Jr. Pr.-Douglas Gilchrist, Harold Caldwell, Norman Shanahan, Harvey Caldwell. _ A-Cecil Guthrie, Jean Kelly. /` Mary M. Gilchrist, teacher. W513. vf-:X1`f (hon); Lil- lian McArthur, (hon.). `Dun `Inns-bu. 13.... 11...... \. 11..-. 131-; 4...... ;.u.ua.;; uu Lu, \u\.u.;./ . ' Pr.-Bernice Roe, (hon.); Roy Flet- cher. Mrs. I-Iarriei: Hamilton, 56 years old and a great-grandmother, is a student at the University of Arkansas. v Luau, Sr. AGYLE SCHOOL, No. 18 SCHOOL REPORTS , :.vo II--I-Iarry Doran, 63; Roy Walt, u.bmunpucn:. "I him. flint. a ham night after S. S. NO. 2, MEDONTE S.S. S.S. No.Tr7:)RO Marjorie I. Ross, teacher. `No. C. W. Robertson, teacher. C. McBride, teacher. report of Grenfel for November and 1d w, VESPRA ORO mm." Just a few night after his arrival. Vllas Hayward came in to dinner with a. curious look or question on his face. He said he had seen something. _'lmmnhInn'n mm: warn fll and in- Report; of S. S. N5. 9, Essa for the! `the term s work. Names in order of merit. `-911 1 III: u an, .-.1 oggv. Au ` Sr..IV-Mi1dx'ed Stephens, 63; Chas. Woods, 60. Ovv av, , , I-:11, nu, --v,__v vv vvuu, vu- Jr. IV-Irene Mills, '67; Hazel Dempster, 63. 6.. T7? 'r:......I 1ur.'11-.. nn. 1n.I...-....I ayvnnarwuv. , vu. Sr. III-Boyd Milier, 73; Edward Stephens, 72; Doris Carson, 63; Vera Muir, 60. -u--v up -. . an . :- --..u.- , vvo Jr. III--Mervyn Foster, 68; Albert Dempster, 48. and T1 l\II\LCv IIJIIA- nn. YAL.......-. aayangyuvvs , iv. Sr. AII-Dorothy Miller, 82; Johnny Denny, 76; Ernest Ellis, 68; Johnny Muir, 68; Gareld Coulson, 457; Bor- den Jennett, 56; Sandy Dempster, 54; ` Earl McMaster, 45. Jr. II-Stanley Jennett. I-Arnold Dempster, Bruce Miller, Russel Coulson, George Stephens, Leda | I McCann, Thelma Jones, Blanche Mc- Master. Jr. Pr.--Alma Muir, Luella Denny. L. M. Alderson, teacher. ... Kaunas`. .-. Miss McNiece has gone to Brace-` bridge for the vacation. 1 Mrs. 0. Bell and Clara spent a day 1 in Barrie last week. " ` Frank Clute of Hamilton Normal is home for the holidays. ' I mt... 1:v.....-I 11:11 ........4. .. c... .:.......l vv uvnxn I Miss Annie Stott of Toronto was home for Christmas. 1 Sr. IV-Jean Bain, 71; Audrey Bowman, 70.9: Jr. IV--"Winnifred Galloway, 82. , Sr. III-Marjorie Bain, 65. ` Jr. III-Muriel Peacock, 74; Emer- \ son Andrew, 34; Jack Hughes, 59;` John Henry, 65; Parker Peacock, 60; `Milton Galloway, 46. Tu TT r`r\mn 1'_`r......a. on . g1nv_____- _ I Dec. 24--'Mrs. Alfred Scott and lit- i tle daughter of Midland spent a. few ' days with her parents, Mr. and Mrs. R. Linton, recently. `l\ll'uu- Tan `r\I\un4\ H. ...-........`l.'...._ - 3---.` er m tne m00m1;:uL U1 mu guu. glccu. It was hard to see at first. some liv- ing creature was advancing along the slope toward us--something that seem- ed dark and not very tall. We stood still and walted. There was nothing else to do. mu... :3 of nnnn than nrnn.f.nre's form _.u ...u\...., - \.vv..v.J . `" . . I Mrs. Jas. Moore 1s spendmg a few! days in Toronto. A $u~:Ll- Jr. ~.qA....'l.'...._ l_.'.. _.___L:,__ I gg. \/Aanansu Asuuv Iv\4\4AL. Cecil Marcellus is home from Tor- ` onto. -- , . . .... a .4. vv.-. Mrs. Cameron and Miss Jean Cam- leron were in Barrie for Christmas. -up-._ -.,.1 up", :~,,,,,,, vs 5,, 1 5 vvvsu 4;. a.auu;.4y .L\lL \/Annnun/Aa:u.u. 1 1\;Ir. and Mrs. George Prince and little son were in Lefroy for a _few `days this week. Ilsa noun} `l\ un KT `lfbnuuuu. c-2.~q'4-...l uwgu unnoru u us-. Mr. and Mrs. N. Rawn friends at Phelpston the rst week. `-1.. ;,,,,g_ 1-uL,;;, _1~ -u,,, ,; qvnnnvvnn \.asuAAv vv u4_y , xv. Jr. II-Cora. Hurst, 68; *Norma `Watterson, 80; Edith Bain, 77; Earl Bain, 74; *Joe Bowman, 56; Elmer Hurst, 51; `Jack Watterson, 76; Robt. Andrew, 67; Billie Nixon, 48. T `I5--I... 'l'Y......L l'I!\. 1-\-_, -r-,,-n -n .-..\...uu, uu, .n.uAu\, xwuxvxx, 'xU I-Ruby Hurst, 70: Ross Hubbertj '72; Isobel Peacock, 77; Sheldon Bow- j main, 62; Allan Henry, 54. * missed one or more exams. M. M. Allen, teacher. ; ....,.. A\.lL\JAJ.\t\Ju A. Smith is spending his vacation `in Selkirk. -up.-,, C: `v! u - - " 1i/iZ=,`."15a "i:1i'"p}i{` a. few days in Orillia last week. vg. av. I Palmerston. -- --- A. 11 N. Hodgins is visiting relatives atl else to (10. Then all at once the creature's form seemed to change. I can't describe it except to say that upon one instant it nnrmnln tn mp as being` 10W and -1;/`I-1:.w;;;c`lhMrs. W. Goldsmith spenti Sunday with friends at Wyebridge. 1|/fw ruvur` 1UI'vu~ 'Dnk.vn-L (V-nin n4` `Dun vvnvna ggnunguu uv VVJ\4IJAA\l6\za ~l{/}`r:.%'and Mrs. Robert Craig of Pen- etang spent Christmas with Mrs. J. Brock. ,..___,____,_ ___ ,1 `pg u p. 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"Besides, what would a man went to walk around in those jungles for?" he went on. unheeding me. "Tell me that?" Then his voice changed-drop- pod tone by tone until it was almost a, whisper. And tell me this, too, Lon8-a.nd tell me the truth." I HYBB." . "Did-did you see anything curious Ahmad's ppsture as he t- bout mu ' `run? or course. it was e up the gcagghably just the moonlight-yet there as something puzzling about it." 'I'll confess`! didn't recognize him t `H I 0' once isn't -it./ That isn't quite it.- Long, oh, the devil! It's nonsense, an ay'" . . e walked up to the verandah and m we gr, *5`: net: sens " ' o o . ere for 9' 1 0 round the moon that ""`-" -'-`ion -""e='9`-" w '"listen"e`d `to the : ise of the insect GIVE" - " ifs?` "5411 FLiJ"M'1'N'c: AND HEATING. [09 Dunlop Street Phone 229, Barrie Pl;one 180 of? alone. `wondered how much of this cur- ious development was engineered by Josephine herself. It wasn't a. parti- cularly pleasant thing to think about. 0! course. girls in this age. have a right to play all their cards to win the love of a desinnble man. It was all legitimate--a11 fair. But sometimes it seemed to me that she would have preferred to stay with the rest of us. but that some inscrutable power, mys- terious and immutable, denied it. That power was either Josephine's aged father, the elder Hayward, or both. Tlnumav and T were having 2. 200d DWI! who n 3539 hint to e her. t was I-lnhnlr nf "3? a. battling thing. I couldn't think of any conscious effort in that direction. Yet seemingly powers in the .1... Iunwn nhmam: thy-nwlna them to- .._._.-.. _...------~ A ` THETIGE - - .- rpv /r:' LCt`!:_jL :?_ zuuu IJUUUUI ISUULJ uuu UL 011.15. I am not Just sure what I answered him. But primal passions had waked in me. too, and the words were straight. He leaped at me, and I met him with a. blow. 71 1-onA1nA I-I-Inn nnnnhf of fhn fahh: U53 U11 MILE name. I knew that the girl was screaming. The sound rose above the noise of the storm. I leaped for him, but he whirl- ed about the table before I could reach him. He tore the pistol from the bag. It glittered in his hand. _ 1' had run dnlmzinnn nhnui: what he ` Plan Ilx I art! .1111. 9U J. BDFUUB UHU IILLU Uuuusc. The dark fell over us. The sound of _the storm obliterated his breathing. It was the truce of de.rknees-e. truce remembered from primal days. 1'-Ann !-. Irnnm hnm Inna If. hurl nnn- vv saw v\ arm. H1 ! 115 uau Dal: JJUII IV UIULL U IIIWIEU yth` ticularly good sense. It was true that Hayward didn't like the Indian. yet this would have scarcely led to an accusation so bizarre. The glare with which I-Iayward's eyes followed him when the servant worked about the rooms was little_ short or deadly-I had observed it too many times to be mistaken. Orders he gave were always in the most insulting tone. It seemed to me just an unjustified aversion. and the taste of the thing was open to question. "l"hm-A mac n. tnnnnnnnn A. heaviness. WES 1085 1n me Lace 01 105 muuou. There were wild, primal passions at play in the room. One of them was lust; and one was the fury of murder. There is no useot mlncing words. They were bared and unmasked before me. __ ;....._--_n L- ...- ...lJ.I. -_ `-51; the side of the room where the two had evidently been sitting; then turn- ed to meet the man. He had followed me across the room, and not six feet was between us. I think. Dr. Lona." Vilas cried. i?2";eeled, then caught at the table. And his hand reached for the silken bag on the table. - 1' bunny that tho: ahd was am-nnrnina LU HIWUITSQ H1 (H5 llllhh 8 I had no delusions about what he would do with it. The drawn face, the smouldering eyes, told all too plainly. He was too far for me to leap at him. so I struck out the candle. mks ducal: -P311 nunv nu "I"hn nnunn-I nf world, like the strum of a banjo inn-I itely remote, above the dread, gray` wastes. Then Hayward `touched my RFIH arm. If you'd go in, Long. and look at Ahmad's hands, he told me, you'd and 'em with mud on 'em." Why. Mr. I-1 a.ywa.rd?" Because he was crawling up that h1ll--on hands and feet! "Wham Iain `nan nnnnv Inlrn n cnnn DU qucsuun. There was a tenseness, a heaviness,` in the air. It was obviously the calm; before one of those blinding, crashing Floridian thunderstorms. 1' I-I-.nun-lat 1 `land lmaH-an nvnvn i-ha nn- CHAPTER III My father and some of the ser- vents went out;-both Ernest and I were away at school. They couldn't see in the shadows--but my father says that beyond all chance of doubt some living creature bounded through the thickets in front of them. It might have been a calf-or even a large dog. "A four umnlrc nan fhn rlnfnia I-moan 1"1UI'1(.l1HoI1 laHUl1uUl'DUl'l.ll.D. I thought I had better warn the oc-l cupants of the house. There might be windows to close, or other prepara- tions. The library was empty; but I heard voices in the den that opened from it. And maybe it was a sign that already the atmosphere of Southley Downs has instilled its poison into my nerves that I did not remember to stop` and knock. With the memory of that mysterious calm behind me, I hurried across the soft rug. The door opened softly beneath my hand. 'T`hA nnnnn `In H13: nnnrnn-Dhf. W38 SOID1y 061163! 111) uuuu. ' The scene in the candle-light was! like a tableau. The light was so yellowl and soft, the shadows so startling black, the actors stood so motionless. With arms leaning upon the little ma- hogany table in the center of the den stood Vilas Hayward. There was a drunken look about him; yet I knew it was not from wine. His face was` flushed, intent. With the table, be-I tween them, as if for a shield, Jose- phine raced him. 11nn I'. nnmp a. stem nearer." she WES UUUWUC11 US. I think, Dr. Long," Vilas cried, "that you're altogether too officious. You'd better keep out of this." T am nnf. hunt. nun: what 1' nnnumrprl mu---on 113411115 ERG Ielal" Then his face grew into a. scowl, and he entered the house. 1' `and an Inn kn minivan`, n'f'nU kn hurl man u my Lyacu. mwz uc unu l 1 I: 0y :1 gone. At first I thought about what he had said. But it didn't make par- lvtnuln-dn on-and gunman Ti nuns hr-no fhnf said as Une uoor openeu. Her face was white as the candle that burned between them. its lines were deep, and her dark eyes were smouldering. The little silken week- end bag I had seen on the train lay before heron the table, and her hand lost in the lace or its mouth. rru..-m. nvnlvn nu:-I mvlmnj nnsninnn pmne mceu mm. Don't come a step nearer," she said as the door opened. `Linn -form um: mhitn an the nandle WUlU UWIUI-I HIM-0 unonaowvnvvo -rvo--u ----n Vilas turned to me with an oath] The girl slipped fainting to the oor. I answered him without restraint, and lifted the girl into my arms. I crossed with her to the little sofa at ememucwu uvxu. pxuuuw. uuya. I`don t know how long it had con- HQ H8 UIIUCFUII Dill`: uuuau. I had a, pipe by myself after he had nnn A1-. fhvcf. 1 thnmrhf. nhnnf. what uuvt: uucu bl Uuu--u1` cvcu rt Rust: uug. "A few weeks ago the details began to vary. It was after my father's old friend. Mr. Hayward, and his son came to visit us. But tell me this first. Would you say the younger Mr. Hay- yvard would be troubled with faulty nerves?" HT can! him hymn tnnicrhf. whpn thn "fG_B7 He leaped at me. and I met him with a blow ltlnued when Hayward and Southley ' came. Their forms suddenly appeared in the open door; and each of them I carried candles. 1rIInn :0-I11 hA`A fkn n{efn'l- and HE. gleameu In DIR? CHIICILUIIEHD. ` vilas his father called. Put down` I that thing." 1 `HA hnctnnnrl nhnnf. the f.n.h`le. and [maaness was on mm yen. He struck me, he cried. The devil struck me. He's got to apologize. He found me with Josephine and he I struck me as if I were 9. dog." Y.'Nc Poi-haw tnnlr tho nletni frnrn hill svrucx me as 11 L were u. uug. His father took the pistol from his hands, and put it In his pocket. South- ley sighed a little, and placed his candle on the table. The girl rose up behind us, and I was amazed at hexj. self-control. It had all come back. .. uv1!_.. __:.u ..._a.. ......1 J-ll JCD UL IIIIU IIWU UIUUK IIICLI L115!!- "rfe has nothing to explain, South; ley told me falteringly. `I lnnlnu-`I at thn air! and fun 1-nan CBJTIEQ 08.110185. ; Vllas still held the pistol; and it gleamed in the candlelight. Vila: his father called. Put down. Luau mmg." He hastened about the table, and my aged host leaped in front of me. I tried to push him away; and his answer was a. 1augh-one grim syllable of laughter, lronlcal. um. mm-+. um me," he said. "I'm OI IEUKIIDEI 1I'U1Ul:u. "He won"t kill me," he said. "I m the goose-tha.t lays the golden eggs. He won't kill me." 17:1.-.5 ._-mmnwuad an H: "'I"1nn `murder- strange mclcs on Iancy anu vusxuu. It was Ahmad Das. He was coming in from one of his long walks. Hay- ward gasped behind me. and as I mov- ed back the back of our hands touched. `I-7n.vumrd's felt cold. Whatever had 11.8 WOI1'B 15111 I113. Vilas screamed at us. The murder-I V madness was on him yet. Yin chnunlr Inna `ha (Wind 'T`hI=I, BUu.'U\Ju.vL\.u. av asuu wen u v n a n v u w v on ``He struck me, Vilas said again and : again. What are you going to do a- bout it, Southley? You've got Just ten minutes to turn him out of this house _ _nw 131:4: 7"` an incfili " mmuwxs w burn uuu. uuu \ --or else I'll go instead." T.nf'c fnvanf: H`_. 1211 [ -0!` else In go msueuu. Let's forget 1t- the old man answered with utter weariness. umn.mn+ um-hing nn1'.h'Invl he 93:- I 1 answereo. WIDII utter wt:m.'u..waa. Forget nothing, Southleyi he ex- claimed. We've got to get to the bot- tom of this. If my son was struck, he's got to have satisfaction. I lived long enough on this continent to know that, and so has he. And so have you. It isn't the way it's done over there. If a man's struck the other pays. K7:-In nnn 1: cI1ff`!|{D'hf.1V .hlQ tn II a man's SEIUCK lane uuucr puya. Your son is sufficiently able to take care of himself, I hope," I sug- , gested. I "Tf he'd taken care of himself you'd ', gesneu. I "If he'd taken care of himself you'd be laying under this table now-with. your blood spoiling 9. good Oriental run, the older I-Iavward answeredl YOU! D1000 spoumg B guuu Lgucuuus rug, the older Hayward answered with startling malice. I'm not sure `but that he'd ought to have done it. I believe it's up to you, Long, to give i a satisfactory explanation." T have: nnthing tn eXD1a.i1`l."'Then 113." It seems the odds are against me, I told them simply. Mr. Southley, I have only done what any American man would have to do, and I can't and won't apologize to anyone. I have car- ried out the obligation of a guest to his host in the way my instincts told me. Nothing will make me believe that I I sanszactory expzanauun." "I have nothing to explain." Then I turned my back upon him, and fac- ed- the broken old figure that was my host. .;1;r, if there is any explanation to be made it will have to come from your daughter. 1+. was a curious exnression that 1'18 saw. Ii : nau B6611 eumcumug. Josephine's eyes were full and in- tent upon mine, and the sentence died away. The silence of the vast room was the kind to be listened to in remote deserts. or in the mountain nights. "Yes?" I urged her. "It isn't very pleasant." she warned. A doctor has the right to know all the symptoms." A "He said when he came through the long hall that leads from the drawing- room something walked before him. It was in the shadows, and he could not see it plain. He asked us if we kept a great yellow and black dog, a hound as large, or larger, than a great Dane." The elder Hayward and I were strolling on the course. and a few minutes before our host had been with us. He had gone into the house on some errand. Josephine was with Vilas on the veranda. and his chair was drawn close to hers. At first I wasn't thinking about Hayward or Ah- mad either. I was remembering with what astounding fortune Vilas and Josephine always seemed to be alone Ivan: halt daughter." It was a curious expression came to the old man's face. Its lines seemed to grow slack. There was hope- lessness in it, and the weakness of long years, and above all things, else. hopeless, utter impotenc. It seemed to me that t e girl open- ed her lips to speak. But before the words came. the elder Hayward had answered for him. ` uunmd-, ho: this vnnnc nun to do. {C UUIU IILC LUIDUL 11151]. J I looked at the girl, and no man can measure or describe the anguish that was in her eyes. But she didn't look straight at me. First she glanced at the strong, bull-dog figure of the elder Hayward. Then she searched for her father s time-dimmed eyes, and here she found her answer. H'l.f.s|a uvIn'In6- `n `l,ru-an aha l>n'l:-I nan HUIU 3111:` LUUHU HUI uuuwcr. He's right, Dr. Long, she told me. You must make your own explana- tions." HT` annvunnu `Inn nolpla nous nnnlnall OVIA " can't go on living here, guests in the same house, with this between them. Tell him, Southley-that he has two choices. One is to apologize. The other is to leave the house. Ta fknf G-kn I-vcuuiln T lumbar` vvuvv I5 IIU ICIVU [ill-C IIUUDC. Is that the truth? I asked my host. ' HVTVAIY $\Cvu I6-In 51:1. I-uni`-In H Tjnuouvnuu-I75 W'7'"1"e11 h1m1t's the truth, Ha.yward s indomitable words went on. The tone was of 9. threa.t--ominous, determined. | The eyes of the two elder men met. hn hm: nnthina I-n m(n1a.1n " Qnnth- answerea ror mm. - I What has this young pu to do with the relations between Josephine` and my son?" he asked, querulously. They have already been settled. If that s the issue, it only makes it more certain what course remains. They did wrong. It` is evident that young- hold what these other men say--a.nd unur Annahl-nr nnhnh-In thnm fnn And on V7` eyes. u` except to say mat upon one iusuuuu Lu appealed to me as being low and rather long, and on the next tall and narrow. The change was so abrupt that the creature seemed fairly to leap. Yet it easily could have been the ef- fect of the moonlight or the shadows. It might have been simply a matter of perspective. At once we saw the ad- vancing form that before had seem- ingly had the dimensions and outline of a huge dog was just the form of a man. But I had been enough in the mountains to know that the moon and the darkness and the jungles play strange tricks on fancy and vision. 1+. was Ahmad Das. He was coming cyan. "He can't go, : told him. The 1': isn't safe. Tell h the storm is over" The elder Hay |.-..-..A A-Inn I-akin uxe swnu. 1: Liver.` Hayward chortled from beyond the table. A good wetting might teach him manners, he suggested. What about it, Southley?" ' "l"hn 1-nma, was insistent. and ner- lb, Duuuucyz The tone was insistent, and per- haps it had a scornful quality, too. llf\ ..... .... 1.. ......IL -.4. unl-H J-Ina assays Iv Cousin nu -ruurwan-ovou 1-.--vg, .w-- of course, he can't go until the rain is done. I won't send out my cars on a. night like this." I Phhn ah-`I mhlrlm-I in ma Annndl was ' cars on It Illgllb um: uua`. The girl whirled to me. Appeal was I all over her. llvnn n1nn f an H11 I!nrnnrrnm9 aha an UVGI 1151'. You won't go till tomorrow? she pleaded. Tell me, doctor. You won't I go till the storms over?" I T fnund vmmq Snuthlev sittimr be- I 80 mu hue bU1'.l uvcrr I found young Southley sitting be-I fore a little fire in the library, and he called to me as I passed. In spite of the warmth of the night, the little flame looked hospitable and kindly. no-_-_____ ._.'l._L _ ...I..1..a.|n 1..- .... mg a oroomsucn-~ Nothing quite so bizarre as that, I'm sorry to say. Maybe I talk lightly, but I'm feeling rather serious, Long. If our tiger had done nothing except ride a broom, or fly, or something, it would have been a good legend to tell our children-and toast to in good vintages. But unfortunately-our tiger took other ways of manifesting him- self. All he did was frighten Mose s horse-and leave his track in the earth. rm... man av-min: mhnllu m-hnnf. nmn- Qbsvalnv ovvnuvvu -.v..,---.~..-.. ..--.. _.--..__,. "I-Ieavens, what a night! he ex- claimed. I suppose you've heard a- bout--a.bout the tiger? une nnnran T lrnnm thn Inmand Anv- D0uD'-EDUHD huc uses I Of course, I know the legend. Any- thing new?" Hasn't old Hayward told you? He and my father have been out talking to the servants, just a little while ago. He's quite an old beast, you know. Well, the colored people say he is walking again tonight. Nnn HM-.14: thimr tn think nhnut as ed back the back or our nanus wuuuuu. I-!o.yward's felt cold. been fancy and wrong perspective be- fore, this was the truth. His blood was not in his hands, as it should have been. Evidently it had all gone up to his brain, playing strange tricks with it. Ahmad bowed to us as he passed. Good Lord!" Hayward breathed. "I wasn't looking for that wretch." nu. mm: inst naming in from waucmg a.gu.m wxuguu. Nice little thing to think about as I drop to sleep, I suggested. Tnn 1'. 1+!) We have an old garden- 1. (trap 60 sleep," I. suggcaucu. Isn t it? We have an old garden- er that we call Mose. Mose was in town today, and he came back riding a horse about eleven o'clock. Rather it was somewhat before eleven, be- cause you and the older Hayward were out on the golf green for your late evening wa1k. an nn " T m-mad. Mose was riding evenmg WEAK." Go on, I urged. Mose was riding home. I suppose he saw the ghost- tiger floating through the air, or rid- ing a. broomst1ck- `Nfnf.h1na' m1'H'.n an hizarrn as that. 681511." The man spoke wholly without emo- tion. He smiled a. little, too-3. rather wan, hopeless smile that was singu- larly upsetting to the spirit. urn- I-unnlpln 1' nnhnad tv,.,., ,.],.,,,y+ Lousy I-Agar-rvvvonna vv u--v -. H1s track! I echo;-ti-.""`You don't mean that. 661.7- many is nmnnf un'|'lnn1 and lr\'|ar-Ir mean FRED." He saw a great yellow and black cat--a1most as large as a. pony. But that isn't quite all. Mose kept his head. He .told himself it was a delu- sion, just as you and I have told our- selves many times. so he controlled his horse; then looked down at the moonlit road. It was covered with dust, and he could see very plainly. And he saw-;|ust what I told you." I spoke very quietly. Tracks? Yes-as big as his two hands, clear across the road. He wanted to take father and the Haywards and I down to see them: I think all of us except father, who is rather old for such ex- cursions, were going-but something has evidently diverted them. They were to meet me here." u'I' ennnnon hn vain hat: annn fhnrn uanceu 8. nlgniunu 111115. It didn't make the scene of the hour before any more pleasant to re- member. She had seemed glad when I had told her that I had postponed my departure. And even now Ernest s words filled me with a strange, soar- ing gladness that I tried to fight off. She had proved the hour before how. much she really cared. She belonged to Vilas, not me, in spite of the fact that she had been ready to kill him when I opened the door of the den. I remembered every smile--each had been an epoch--every softness in her dark eyes, every tremor of her lips. cur- L.._.........I Liana.-~1~ J-`Inn Anuvnnnnv uutsn vgvwy vvv-J v-v~--v- v- ---- --.--. We tramped through the downpour, and soon we came to the point that the negro had described. Then we be- gan to search about with the lanterns. It must have made a strange picture -the distant lightning, the glowing lanterns, our own tall figures in the yellow raincoats. The great house was dark behind us. `an... L1... .1 __ ---L _.-_l-\ WUTU DU HIUCIJ H16 IICLC. "I suppose the rain has spoiled them now. \IYnaIrAr\nrI O-`horn nnvuyuv hf nnnrgn IIDW." Weakened them, anyway. Of course, the colored people are terrified. The night the tiger first went wild was just -on such a. night as t_h1s-ln the middle of the storm. They say on such nights as these-he likes to come back into the warm, dry house, and play in the curtains. T Tn a ham vninnfou mnrn um um:-n nnf. WHAT HAPPENED BEFORE Dr. Long, out fishing with Alexander Pierce. a detectlve. tells of his project- ed trig to southley Downs. Pierce ad- vises 1m to keep his eyes wide open whue there. On the way In a train Dr. Lon is attracted by a girl, who later Iain 5. Dr. Long treats her, and look- 1 into her bag. is astounded to find 0. oaded revolver. hr Ynna mnntn Ahmad `has: an nr-