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“Kan--. £0. WWOWWWMM CHAPTER XII. The mist rolled away and the sun shone, and the artist came out with his sketching-apparatus. lle to-day. He, simply strapped his painting materials to the handles of his cycle and rode to his selected spot. And the spot was where the escaped prisoner had disappeared. As he approached, the gipsy girl moved towards him. No other soul was in sight on the road, and they stopped and spoke. "I heard the signal; you are comâ€" ing away. Is itâ€"‘l" "It is all right. He is safe; changâ€" ing clothes now." "The pursuers '2” "Came up a moment after. I sent them off in an opposite direction." “Good girl ! Miriai‘n, how shall I â€"-how will my brother ever be able to thank you ‘2" "Don't want any thanks. You were the only soul in the tents with a kind word for me. That. is enough. What shall I do now ?" "At dusk come back here, with your basket, for the convict cloth- ng.” "It will surely be safe buried there.” "But I shall want to use it, Miriam.” . She Wondered, but she did not question. To her mind the very possession of the clothing was dan- gerous. But she had not the acute intellect of the Dubois. The hue- an‘d-cry after the escaped prisoner nlust ha stopped. His body, clothed in the convict dress and bearing the missing man’s number, must be found. Death ended the fear of arâ€" rest. The dead body was the ob- stacle: but to Dubois‘ an obstacle was a thing to be surmounted. ’ The girl went her way, and A'dolphe went his. His cycle he put alongside the road, and his sketchingâ€"apparatus in position. Then he dropped down the dip in the moor, and put his mouth to one of the iron pipes leading into the cache. And in the cache ?â€"Alfred was busy. He had shifted clothing from head to foot, thrown off, he hoped for ever, the hated broadâ€"arrowâ€" marked attire, He had candles burning, and by their light was looking at himself in a mirror fas- tened on to the earth wall. He noted the difference a collar , and necktie and white shirt made in his appearance, after the striped shirt and collarless stock of his convict costume. And he knew that when he had shaved off that hideous stub- bly bear'd, which was clipped once a week in prison, and trimmed his moustache and fixed its enfds with the pomsmade hongroise he found ready, he would not be the. same man as the halfâ€"beast who had been working on the farm that morning. The only thing against him was his closely cropped hair. True. there was a wig, of a different tint too, from his own jetâ€"black hair; yet he liked nothing artificial. But when he tried on the wig, he found it that in fit Or, The Sign of the AI'I‘OW was; not troublin " ‘ . ' t t . . g with his easel 01 en lam)“ “Us history. , back “E ‘ment. And his mouth went to the gas-pipe, and he spoke back. What was {Lt first said matters not; the congratulations on the one side, and the gratitude on the other, do not Then they came to the subject of the escape and the future, and we may as Well come back to it in English. “The watch is going; you the time 7" "Yes." "It will be beginning to get dusk at eight o'clock. I shall go away at .seVen; it is a full hour’s walk from here to the camp. My. cycle I shall leave behind, just off the roadside. You have not forgotten how to ride? Miriam will be here to give you the signal to come upâ€" that all is clear. You will give her the convict clothes and things from the cache. “‘hen you come up, mount the. cycle, and ride in the direction she will tell you." "I understand.” "Right straight for four miles the cyclomcter will tell you that. Then look for torn pieces of paper on the road; follow them till you come to a turn to the right; take it; ride till you come to a small stream. I shall be there; it is with- in four minutes of the camp." "I follow." “My van is a trifle away from the others, you must get in without beâ€" know ing seen. The men must be able to truthfully answer any questions about you." “You don't think you can trust them ?” "They may be all right, but I am not taking any risks. You know the old trick of the illusion? The bottom of my van is built that Way. You must, at the first sound of alarm, be ready for a performance of the old disappearing trick." “Good, thoughtful old boy l” “You have shaved ?” “Yes, and look a different man." "Tinted up your moustache and eyebrows with the grease paint to match the wig ?” “Yes.” "Don't forget to hand up the things to Miriam." "Deuced pretty girl that, Adolphe. "Fairly so.” "Fairly so! She’s as plump as a partridge. Eyes like sloes, and she’s like a " "Hold on there!” "Dear boy, think ! I haven’t even seen a woman for three years l” "I understand. 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He knew whence it came in a moâ€" "ll‘ouldn’t it be better concealed here '2" “No. I want the authorities find it.” "To find it '2" “Yes, on the body of a dead man. Until you are foundâ€"dead or aliveâ€" the search goes on for you. Once you are registered as dead you will be free as air." “I see. Good old boy 2" "Now I am off. Amuse yourself for an hour. Then you will be let to leave it to the Are You fine of " eak Ones? ’luhjeot to Sinking Spells and Feelings of Languor, Depression and Weaknessâ€"You Can be Helped by Dr. Chase’s News Food. Very many people feel much as you do. They do not like to confess that they are sick, but they are freak and languid, feel drowsy and depressed after meals, are easily tired and discouraged, suffer from indigestion, sleeplessness, irritability and general bodily weakness. 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A month passed, and during that time Alfred was concealed in his brother's caravanâ€":1 month during,r whth his hair grew. The knowledge lof his existence in tluir midst \vus wholly unknown to the gipsiesâ€"wlth the exception of Miriam. And it was well, for when the police and effective. in ilw the gipsivs vfins l'l‘here was no room yits genuinem-ss. ' Many things happened during that month. Lightâ€"lu-urlcd Alfred made violent love to .‘zliriam, and his long, threeâ€"years' rest made him an ardent ll()\'(‘l‘. He spoke s0 soulfully that her soul became his. She was in deadly earnest; her love was a r(L Vercncc; she worshipped liiifiâ€" be- came his, body and soul. llis love for her ‘.’â€"well, he was a Frenchman. most for disbelief There is a violence about that na- tion's amours, but a lack of dura- bilify. One day Alfred said to his broth- er :â€" "llid you pay up my subscription to the Chancery Lane Safe Deposit?" "Yes, and have the key here." “ lood boy. There is a bag there containing what 1 saved from the wreck." “I know." "l‘rivatu papersâ€"Nellie‘s loveâ€" letters. I wonder why I kept those ? I wonder what has become of her '? Clever woman that." “Yes. Her two years were up long ago. She has never written you '1" "No; there are other things in that bag too. I must have it. Will you get it for me ?" An-d Adolphe went by rail to Lonâ€" don one early morning, and was back again the same evening with it. Turning it over, the owner came across some little articles of jewellâ€" ery, and into the lap of Miruam, who was by his side, he threw a ring, saying : “There, little woman, there is a ring. I have never been able to make. you a present before. Keep it to make you think of me.” And she kissed him, saying: "I will wear the ring, not to make me think of you; I could never forâ€" get you.” And she stopped so, with her arm round his neck, for she loved him so, as he sorted over the contents of his bag. Even had it possessed secrets he would not have feared her proximity, for he knew she could not read. Presently he drew out a photograph, the picture of a tall, well-made, fair woman, and looked at it. As he did so. he felt the woman‘s arm round his neck tighten and, on looking into her face, read there surprise, fear, recognition. "You know this lady," he said quietly, putting the photograph ful- ly before her. "Is she a friend of yours ?” But Dubois’ brain ow‘er was of a higher order than t at of the girl. He was not likely to fall into a trap like that. He had had to do with jealous women before. There was something to learn here; he could see that by the girl's expresâ€" sion. He particularly wanted to know where the photographed wom~ an was. He was not likely to give himself away to his questioner. If she saw he wanted information, her jealousy might prompt her to refuse to give it. “A friend of mine ? I never saw her in my life. She was the runaway wife at a client of mine. I used to do private detective work, you know. He gave me the photograph to trace her by. If I could trace her even now it would be a good thing for me." “Why ?" “He promised to give me two hunâ€" dred pounds for finding her.” "I can help you to earn that." “How 7" “I know where she isâ€"or "How long ago ?" "About a year." "Where ‘7” “At Graynewood, in Sussex. She was companion in the family of Sir George Grayue." "Sure you have not made a take '2" "Certain. Oh dear no ! was.” mis- ’I‘hat picture's the spit of her. We ran across some of the tribe from SUSSCX way. They spoke of her. She is likely to be mistress of Grayne li‘all.” Dubois listened attentively, knew the woman's character. believed her quite capable cf the as- cension from companion to mistress. lie hoped she had. It was a pie he would have a finger in later. was not above blackmailing. "I know news travels quickly, but He how should this interest the Rom- any?" “Because of what happened when we were in that district. Lady Grayne was murdered. That womâ€" an," pointing tn the photograph, “was there with her at the time." “You know this ?“ “I was the only soul who didâ€"be- yond the three men who committed the murder. Our sudden striking of the tents, and the fact that police never were able to trace the murderers, led to the belief amongst lthc Romany that the Lees \\’t-:‘t* imixed up in the affair; that wag: why the news was brought us." ldied.‘ warders raided the camp, as the)“ did one day, the blasphemy and .abuse with which they were assailed lle, He , the ' ‘noled for his quick wit, which :ofhce and, throwng back his ' “I see. Are the menâ€"the murder.» ‘erSâ€"lici‘e with us stin 'F" ‘ “()ne is-thc other two have sine0 If I did not, I Ileul‘en "A man I hate. would not give him away. IA‘L'.” "Reuben Lee! That \\ii.h sore eyes, isn't it 1’ a cut-throat brute. l is the lie lune mun looks looked ‘af him from behind the window cur-l ‘toins. You have given me valuable information, Miiiaun, and I shall not forget it. Am] now a ki<s and good lnight, for, as you know. we have l v- ,work to do at daybreak. A kiss and a goodnight, and they .pnrtedâ€"fbe man to undress, and the ‘girl to descend the steps to her own lent, for she slept not in the vans, but used the llllllll't‘llll'll'lll the artist had given her when done with. llut before she set foot on the top stop, a man had crept beneath the Ivan and stolen away in the dark- nessâ€"lteuben Lee. Under the \vuggon, with his ear to the wood, he. had heard every word. For days past he had been on the alert. The visit of the poâ€" lice and warders had aroused his suspicions. Then he started putting two and two together. Hence he had waited and watched. And to- night he had stolen beneath the wag- gon and heard the strange voiceâ€"â€" heard the girl give him away. Give him, a true Romany, away to olie who was perhaps a. Gorgio ! He ran his thumb across the blade of his long case-knife and felt its point. He did this again and again, and felt pleased. Ile made a downward plunge with it as if into a recumbent body. Then he, kissed the blade three times and swore an oathâ€"a gipsy oathâ€"that the knife should be thrice sheathed in the breast of the woman who had bc« trayc-d him, before he broke bread or slaked thirst again. Fearfulâ€"as cowards ever areâ€"he had been glad when his companions in the lraynewood matter passed over to the great majority. It left only Miriam to fear, and for a long time he had feared her. He had deâ€" termined she must die, but had been too great a coward to bring about her death. But after to-night! Well, he ran his finger along the edge of the steel again and smiled grimly. She was but a woman; she would be easy to handle. She would be found dead in the morning. Away from the camp a little was a sandstone, on which the knives andI tools were sharpened. Reuben went to it, and put a keen edge and point to lli'lS knife; and as he did so he de- termined that his first visit in the morning should be to the police to claim the reward, and to let them know that the missing convict was concealed in the caravan with the flowers and curtains to the windows. He would be up with the lark be fore the rest of the camp was stirr- ing, and away to PrincetOWn. .When he returned with the police and the warders, it would divert suspicion so far as the girl was concerned. As to Miriam, she was no favorite in the camp, and could well be spar- ed. He knew no information of her death would ever reach the police. The Romany and the police do not mingle well, That would blow overâ€"be a nine-days’ wonder. The reward had been increased to one hundred pounds; with that sum in his possession, he would be a king amongst his fellowsâ€"he knew them“ 'he had been shownâ€"which had so well. Apart from the diversion of suspi- cion by his absence, he would be the possessor of wealthâ€"one hundred pounds. Why, it was enough to purchase the lives of a dozen womâ€" en! There would be no inquiry; the gipsies would bury their girl their own way. And once more sore-eyed Reuben bent over the stone and added to the keenness of his weapon. IIe sharpened with gusto, for his heart was in the work. (To be Continued.) ___.__+.___ TURNING THE TABLES. In certain parts of Scotland it has been the custom to batter in the hat of the bridegrrom as he, with his bride on his arm, is leaving the house in which the ceremony had taken place. On the occasion of a wedding celebrated in Ayr, a newly married couple (relatives of the bnivdegroom, and who had themselves previously suffered) determined to carry out the observances of this custom to the very letter. ‘ llut, as luck would have it, the bridegroom overheard them discus- sing their plans, and, in order to ciroumivent them, dispatched a mes- senger to the carriage (which was waiting in readiness) with his hat some time before his departure. 'I‘hen donning the hat of the male relative who had plotted against him, he prepared to go out with the bride to the carriage. No sooner had he reached the door than his hat was furiously assaulted, and almost utterly destroyed. But he calmly walked out of the house, in spite of the uproarious laughter of the bystanders, and entered the vehicle. Then, but from his head, he tlu‘cw it into the hands of the proper owner, ex- claiming, “Hey, Campbell, my boy. here's your hat," and donned his own, amid tumultuous cheers, For days Mr. Campbell was the most miserable man in all Scotland. A prominent member of the Ber is helped to make his name and forâ€" tune, and which m-ver deserts him. One dav a wealth} client entered the ‘ coat. ‘csl ‘tbough life were u burden. only one absolutely certain wily , morscl left. ‘had forgotten that I had eaten ‘ other. taking the batterch ‘since using the has, WEAK AND NERVOUS. Thousands of Lives Made Miser: able by a Trouble Easily Overcome. ThmISiLuds of people throughout this country sufTi-r continually froii nervous:fessâ€"their blood is poor an: ,\‘-‘:11(‘I‘). their ncrvi-s unslruug nnc bladed. 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He was shocked on being told of his friends death, but presently, recov- ering from his surprise, exclaimed: "True ! true ! I recollect now; I at.- tended his funeral. The great thinker who overtopped all other men of ancient or modern himesbthe discoverer of gravitation, Newtonâ€"we should expect to find a. very absentâ€"minded man; and such he was. When he had friends to enter- tain he would sometimes go into his study to get a bottle of wine and straightway forget them. His friend, Dr. Stukely, called one day to see him, and Newton sent word that he would see him directly, but thought no more of the matter. The doctor Who had come a long distance. wait- ed for some time and became Very hungry. Seeing a fine roasted fowl on the table in the room into which been placed there for the philosophers dinnerâ€"the doctor was unable to re- sist the clamorous craving of his appetite and attacked the fowl with such vigor that when, at last, the great man appeared there was not a "I protest,” said New- ton, seeing the empty platter, “I Iny dinner. You see, doctor, how obli- vious we philosophers are I" More abstracted even than Newton was Dr. Robert Hamilton, one of the profoundest philosophical think- ers of his day. One of his most notable works was an essay on the national debt, which is said to have fallen like a bombshell upon the British parliament, or rather to have risen and illuminated its darkness like an orient sun, Yet in public, it is said, the man was a shadow. He onCe pulled off his hat to his own wife in the streets and apologized for having the pleasure of her acquainâ€" tance. 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