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The detective looked at hx watch medi- tativelyrvit wanted a quarter to nine. "We are in time for the through ex- press back to the city." he said. “You must, come with me, Miss St. Claire." “I repeat, once for all. that I will carry the secret of Little Gay’s fate down L0 the grave with me without revealing it. Percy Granville shall never clasp her to his heartâ€"my rival shall never triumph over me," she said vehemently. m L . Evelyn St. Claire fell back in her cushr ioned arm-chair with a low cry on her lips; but her fright, however, was only momentary. She faced him with defiant, ahiying eyes, "I will give you a week to think the matter over, detaining you in safe cus- tody in the interim: at the end of that time if you still refuse to reveal to us where we. can find Little Gay, living or dead, you will be called upon to answer for a crime you would not like to hear me name.” "Go back and tell him this for me," she blazed out furiously, “I do know the fate of Little Gay, but no power on the face of earth can force me to reveal it! It will be a hard matter for you to prove that she did not fly from his arms wil- ling_ly enough." "i’éu shalf be compelled to reveal all!” dgg'laredmthq detectivet angg‘ily.. "Never!" she retorted, “You may lock me up in solitary confinement while my life lasts, you may torture me on the rack, you may kill me, but I will never disclose the fate that has overtaken Gay- nell Esterbrook, gqme what rmay!" The detective looked into the beautiful facg gravely. A bloodlcurdling' laughiihrt/Verrupted him; Evelyn St. Claire sprung to her feet with nugget: fa_irly _livi_q Awith immersion. "At the instigation of one who loves the girl better than life itself~Mr. Percy Granxjille, of Redsbone Hall.” "There is no occasion for hysterical alarm, Miss St. Claire," he said sternly. at that moment displaying his ofiicml badge. “1 have no wish to hag-m you. I am here in the cause of justice, you must tell me what you have done with Little Gay, the adopted daughter of Mr. Rem- ington, and where she is to be found now, living or dead. You are my prisoner, Miss St. Claire, until this mystery is cleared tipâ€""3:011 inusgspeak.” “If is straits}: tvfiéught the detective grimly. “that one so beautiful should be somuttquy heartless, so cruel.” “At whose instigatfbn is {His ‘drrest made?" she inquired with superb indif- ference, His answer changed her into a fiend incarnate. VA 'harsh, diséordant laugh fell from Eyglyq St. Claire}: qrimspn lips. 7 She him the ma défiihily. a mock- ing. gmilg atill_ curving he;- re_dA lips. And in that instant Evelyn St. Claire recognized him as the very obliging gen- tleman who had secured the paper, that was missing from the file, for her in the Ngvl York. newspaper game. Quick as Wthlurlixéht the detective thrust the servant from the threshold, closed the 51100;, and quietly turned the key in the oc . “John,” she exclaimed, calling sharply to the servant, who stood staring help- lesfily at the stranger, 'fshow thls per- son out, ‘at. onceâ€"lose no time. If he re- fuses to go quietlyâ€"throw him out.” And she emphasized the last, three words with a stamp of her dainty foot on the velvqy hearthâ€"rug: "How dared you force your way hgrgfl” ghe _demaqded fprioqgly. Evelyn St. Claire frowned. . U "Tell this person I will not see hlm, she exclaimed angrily. ‘ "You must, se‘e him, my dear young lady." said a determined voice clone be- hind the servant, and, pushing the aston- ished man aside. he strode into the room. bowing low to Miss St. Claire as he spgke. / The rest of the sentence was never ut- tered, a. peal of the bell interrupted her reverie. and the next moment a. servant ontered bearing the card of Russel Len- nox. , _She sprung to her feet, fairly _convulsed with anger and amazement, staring at the bold intruder. She had. beéfirgflfbvol to reveal the falct that. the lost, love whom he had 30 Int- teyly mourned was still alive. 8H0 utmréi '3'.“ (355.3515: mirthlesa laugh. When every hope of tracing Gay failed aignally. Mr. Lennox adopted the last measure that was left. himâ€"took the ev- ening train for Passaic, and proceeded at orgge to_ the home of Evelyn By; Claire: Not once, but. a thousand times since her thrilling interview with Percy had she regretted the astounding revelation that had slipped from her tongue in the heat of the moment. "ft was a glorious revenge, but it does m)an satisfy 1pm? she muttered; “I willâ€"â€"_" The 'héi’r’es'émiat" Tn' "fiié ‘iibia’r'rher blgnde headAbent on her jgweled hands. For Wcal or for W06; CHAPTER XXXIV.â€"â€"(Cont'd) CHAPTER XXXV Or. A Dark in great distress. “0h, Evelyn, repent and try to atone for what you have done. You led Little Gay away from here on that eventful day; you also know what has befallen her since; and again I be- “Bug surely, what yoil Yéf'e pfeakéllnm cal} love. Evelyn, would never drive you to the commission of]£rimf,”_he replied “I loved you in spite of your coldness, your indifference. I cried out to Heaven for but one gift from the gods, and that was: your love; and when I found that you loved that. pretty d011~faced creature and not me, it made a fiend incarnate of 1m?L My love: for you has been my curse.” "Denounce meâ€"torce me to tell! You denounce me!" repeated Evelyn St. Claire, her blue eyes flashing like stars. “You expose me before the world»~you for Whose sake I have steeped my very soul in em! I would have committed any crime, Percy Glgnville, to win your love!”r He started back as though she had stabbed him. holding up his hands with a gesture of abhorrence, but she went on recklessly: "You are a heartless girl!" he cried angrily. “I shall denounce you and force you to tell. I am desperatefpicturlng the horrors my darling may be euffermg at this very moment while you refuse to disclose her whereabouts." "It would not be of the slightest use," she answered steadily. “You must be mad to think I would restore my rival to your arms. I would rather see you lying dead at my feet than know you nglg happy with half." “Evelyn,” he cried hoarsely, his hand- some white face working with pitiful emotion, "I have sent my friends to plead with you to reveal to us Little Gay’s fate, and you have cruelly repulsed them one and all; now I have come to you myself. Would it be of any use to kneel to “you. 19‘ implorx‘e ypurto be rmercifulef Evelyn St. Claire’s heart gave a strange half-star'th throb as she heard his quick step on the corridor without, and recog- nized it. A moment later the door open- ed to admit Mrs. Remington, quickly fol- lowed by qucx. He crbssed (be room to where Evelyn sat, standing pale and haggard before her. Evelyn was struck with the great change in him; he looked as though years had 935.5“. ONE? Pim- . Evelyn St. Claire acknowledged that she, and she alone, could unravel the dark mystery that shrouded the fat-e of Little Gayâ€"she could tell them whether she was living or dead; but they might imprison her for life, torture her on the rack, but they should never force her secret from he} lips. She would go down to her grave with the terrible secret locked securely in her breast. Percy’s intense grief was terrible to see. and in reckless desperation he resolved to see Evelyn and plead with her him» self. _He gnqu do lt‘for Gay's dear sake. For hours Mrs. Remington leaded with her, but she might as well ave prayed to a heart of marble, neither tears nor entreaties softened or moved her. This was the message .that she was obliged to take down to the drawing-room to her husband, and to Percy, who was pacing up and down the room like one demented. “Spoiled her life, have I?" she repeat- ed in shameless triumph. "I am well pleased to acknowledge it. She stole my lover from me-«but for her he would have been mine. I hate her. She should not have crossed my path it she Would have escaped a rival’a terrible venge- ance.” “Have you no heart?" subbed lhe ban- ker’s .wife, bitterly: “Think of the lives you have wrecked. Poor Little Gay was so sweet and innocentâ€"think how shame- fully you have betrayed her girlish friendship; she never harmed you, yet you havgspoiled he}: llfef’ ' A mockin'g laugh fell from Evelyn St‘ Claire’q hp}. Mrs. Remington followed her into the apartment that had been net apart for her usehbegging her. with all a woman‘s eloquence, to tell them the fate of Little Guy. 7 "Your prayers and‘ pleadings are all in vain," Evelyn declared. “You shall never learn the truth from me." The banker’s wife met ,them in the corridor. Her eyes were red and swollen with weepink. The greeting between the lagiies vials qonstrained and qmbarrasaing. He led her- to the carriafe in Waiting, and in silence they made the memorable journey. 7 Mr. Lennox kept a close watch on the haughty beauty’s every movement as they quergdjhe railway car. He believed she 'would make a sudden dash for liberty, and he meant- to true- trgte _a_nyA such attempt. V In this he was quite mistaken. She al- lowed herself to be conducted to the Rem- ington mansion without the slightest re- monstrance. “I shall keep you a. close prisbner at the Remington mansion for one week in order to bring you to your senses. After thy, mnst (legend entirely upon yourself." Braver defiant Vtor til; 133i," é’h'efifitviéi- ed no word of comment when he rung to}: h_er_ wraps 1Q be brpughp her“ _ “Where do you propose taking me?” she asked, with a gasp, shrinking back frfim him. her face paling to a dead w ite. Temptation We will leave Mr. Lennox, the detective, hastily retracing his steps in search of the girl who had given him the slip so cleverly. and return to Little Guy whom, our readers will remember, we left, in flush thrilling circumstances on the night of 1.110 storm. As the lightning flashed through tn. Following Evelyn’s example, the detec- tive leaped from the vehicle, swiftly dash. 1113 back over the groundâ€"and as he neared the place from which Evelyn took that terrible leap, a thrilling event hap. pened. 4 u“. ..anDa The frightened driver did his best; but to add to his terror, the reins broke un. der the terrible tension. the horses seized the bita in their mouths, and tore down the road. drawing the coach after them with lightning-like. rapidity. He, the great detective, 11an been clev- erly foiled by this desperate, daring young girl. He was furious with anger End chagrin. The terrible jerk had frightened the mettlesome horses and they doubled their pace. breaking into a 1mm gallop. um“, n_,,, i, > “Stop thoxzeVhor‘aés,"wTIiNygli‘.i £11.19, hoarselyâ€""etop those horses, or ] shoot them dovznjr} therrhrarrness.” .4 “only” LAuAuUJL. Ah, if she could open the carriage door softly. gently, upon the side on which she sat without attracting the detective‘s attention-~lhe11 with one swift motion leap from the vehicle to freedom! She glanced at him furtivelyhhe was gazing out of the Opposite window in deep thought. “Now is my time,” thought Evelyn, still watching him narrowly, the light in her determined. steel-blue eyes deepening. Amid the rumbling: of the rapidly-re- volving wheels the d: Zimtive did not hear the handle oi the Loch-door turn ever so lightly and cautiously. He must have been thinking deeply that he did not feel the cool breeze us it waft- od across his face. Ever so cautiously. the desperate, guilty girl, little by little, gathered her ga-r- ments closer about her, planted her foot firmly on the carriage step; then‘tbere was a swift, sudden movement, a. light- ning-like leap, and in a flash the detec- tive realized what had happened~â€"his beautiful captiveâ€"the only person who could unfold the dark mystery which shrouded Little Gay's fateâ€"had slipped from his grasp. As the coach whirled on through the gathering darkness of the night, she tried to coax, to bribe the man to set her free. It was quite useless. “You shall have your freedom the mo~ ment after you divulge to me what you have done with that. poor young girlw never-until then!" he answered sternly. Evelyn relapsed into silence. If he would not aid her to escape, she would {nuke thendaring fatteth herself. .1. She had 11th Béifeved they would carry out their threat of openly denouncing her because ‘she flrgfuqed to quak. "V- Mum...“ Now therfullr hon-Hr of prison walls loomed up before her mental vision in all its terrom. “My answer is just- what it has been from the first. I shall never restore Gay to. the man whose love should have been mme!" “Then you must come with me, Miss St. Claire,” he said grimly. “There has been more leniency shown you than you de- serve.” Again she allowed him to conduct her to a carriage which stood in waiting, but there was that in her eyes which should have warned him that he had a desper- ate_ woman to deal with. The week thraftfrf‘biigiéii was not one aogn _to b5; fqugqmen. Evelyn St. C1356 gemained steadfast to he}: purpose. -‘ ’ _._‘ “w. Mm...“ Her hopes were soon dashed in this quarter, however, for she found that the maid had left suddenly, soon after Gay's ngteriouq digappegxggnoez Her one answer to their passionate pleadings was “that they should never know the fate that had befallen Gay, and that she would carry the secret down to the grqve Vwith her. At leHgth the definitive presented him- self for her final decision. She gave arrsc'ornfulldeflant laugh, clutching her jeweled hands nervously in the folds of the dainty violet. ailk she wore. She wondered what they intended to do with her at, the expiration of the stipu- lated week. Suddenly an idea occurred to her. ‘ Where was Fanny. the girl who had been Gay‘s maidâ€"whom she had bound by such a strong oath of silence that eveptful nighp? r "Wk-y sfiould I have cause for alarm?" she told herself, in the next breath. "He can never trace her. I defy all the pow- ers of heaven and earth to restore his lost, love to him!” If they wBuld but send'thia girl to he): she could induce her to aid h_er pogscape 1r," - . He saw plainly that Evelyn had the best of the situation, and meant to keep it. come what might. Mrs. Remington laid her- white hand on his bowed head, pitying tears falling on the fair clustering curls that were pushed back from his forehead. "Come away, Mr. Granville." she said gently. "It is useless to plead longer: rest assured Heaven will restore you to yo_ur_loet love without her aid,” - Evelyn uttei‘ed a mboking hfz‘xvugh: still the words, struck home to her heart like a pgpphecy. Pei‘cy Grah‘finé‘fiifieliiis E'c‘é Emilie hgpds with _a_b»itter7 grog]. "I am not one of the repentlng kind," she retorted. "If it were to be done over again, and I had the hope of winning your love, Percy, I would do all that I have done; you cannot, call that repent- ance, and that is the end of it. No power can tempt me to restore to your arms the rival who has won your love from me. I do not care'what is done with me. I do not care whether I spend my life in a palace or a prison. Tell the whole world that I spirited away your love, if you will; you can take what ac- tion against me you please. I shall still have the satisfaction of knowing you are not giving my hated rival the love and ca_reeses rwhich should have been mine.” seech you to she is, for I murdered her so inhuman.” Sold in sealed lead packets to preserve Its oodness. Black, Mixed and Green. 063 Fresh from the Choicest Gardens of Ceylon. CHAPTER XXXVI repent and confess where cannot believe you have»â€" you could not. have been HIVâ€"he cried 59, 01‘ I will .rrness.” his best; but unless the man is 4,-.. an».-. “What a pity we do not know who she is,” she exclaimed. gazing udmlringly on the waxen face. framed in soft, curling locks. "It's a shame we cannot let her people know she is alive and wellâ€"~01 course they are mourning her as dead, poor pretty child.” ‘ "After a few hours’ rest she will come to, and be able to give us their address, and they can be sent for," predicted the professor; but in this he was wrong. (To be continued.) lay Of course it. was clearly out of the question to send her to a hospital under the circumstancesâ€"the only way out of ihe afl’air was to take her to his own ome. And this plan he executed without de- 1... He explained the embarrassing situa- tion to his wife, who received the lovely stranger with open arms. “The Fax-nil Friend (of 40 max-9.". A nova mum tell: for Group Ind hoomng Cough. idegrgfiti l”; He sprung forward with a low cry, "Hit- edGay to her feet, and before she had time to glance-around the ghastly mom into which she had been brought, had hurried her to another apartment. Gay clung to him in terror, begging him piteously to tell her where she was, and why ahe~was brought there: but before he could answer her, exhausted nature had asserted itself andshe fell back in his arms in a deep swoon, that resembled dea'th closely enough. i “Here‘s a pretty affair!" exclaimed the professor, nervously; “what fin the world is to be done with her? Not a lineâ€"no- thing about her gives a. clew as to her :A,kA.u,, n. Th5 professsg Had comprehended fihe sit- uation in a single instant: the 211'] had fallen into a trance. and had been brought to them under the supposition than; she was dead. Up flew the little white hands to her breast, into which she had plunged the slender silver dagger. as though she eX- pected tq find it there still. “I tried to end ‘my Vlife, I fell at his feet with the darkness of death closing in around me. What place is this? Who bzgught me here?” "Oh, I remember, I remember,” she cried out sharply. “he would not. releaae me from that horrible place, and I made up mg mind to die." 1 "W}Ilere am I?" she exclaimed plaintive- ” .. _‘_.‘, Then a-e‘briek‘ of mortal terror rent the air. 5 room the medical students fell back petri- fied with horror- and dismay. 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