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The kingdom‘ of The Blind By E. PHILLIPS OPPENHEIM. (Copyrighted) I. SYNOPSIS: h “I will1 make ]a SU’I’TN'l'nl, them"; - - ‘ns‘ 9 rcmaried as t icy took their lplncea, The story’ mltten m 1916’ begl “I don't know whether you \Vlll find', with Lady Anselman’s luncheon-party“ . _ I 1 Wh V 1 . V, , at the Ritz Hotel London Amoug the it amusing, tiougi. j. s iouldn t, gnosts are Lord’ Romsey a Cabinet we do lzke so many of our friends. arid’ Minister; Surgeonâ€"Major Thomson, 39‘ married? . . Chief Inspector of Field Hospitals; ms She staicu at him for a momch fiancee, Geraldine Conyers, he). bro, Flipn she'ylaughilheartily.n ther, a naval lieutenant, and his HUN“ 5},” Q‘WJE‘mle‘l‘ I can see fiancee Olive Mormon; Captain Ronald, through, you. I Kou we suddenly real- Granet’ nephew of the hostess‘ home mad that this is your chance to escape, with a Wounded arm Lieut, Conyersfa ceremony and a reception, and :11. receives commission on a .imygtery"lthat sprt of thing. HI call it a mostl Ship and Major Thomson decodes aicowundy suggestion. secret message from the battlefield. “It rather appeals to me.” be per- Lord Romsey receives a visitor and the: sistcd. “It. may be," he added, drop- conversation reveals the Cabinet Mln- ping his voice a little. “because you ister‘ssecret dealings with Gerinany.tare looking particularly charming, I I l l \vorld I'd marine hunting." Thomson calls at Granet’s apartments to discover whether he knows any- thing about Lord Romscy‘s VlSlEOl‘. Granet denies any knowledge of the so-callOd American chaplain. a CHAPTER VII. “I wonder why you don’t like Cap~ tain Granet?” Geraldine asked .her fiance, as they stood in the drawmg- room waiting for dinner. “Not like him '2” Thomson repeated. “Have I really given you that im- pression, Geraldine?” The girl nodded. “Perhaps I ought not to say that, though,” she confessed “You are never particularly enthusiastic about people, are you?” One of his very rare smiles trans- figured his face. He leaned a little towards her. “Not about many people, Gerald- ine,” he whispered. She m e a charming little grim- acc but a ioment afterwards she was serious again. “But really," she continued, “tc me Captain Granet seems just the type of young Englishman who is going to save the country. He is a keen'sol- dlier, clever, modest, and» a wonderful sportsman. I can’t think what there is about him for any one to dislike." Major Thomson ganced across the room. In a way, he and the man whom he felt instinctively was in some sense of the word his rival, even though an undeclared one, were of = exactly opposite types. Granet was the centre of a little group of people who all seemed to be hanging upon his conversation. He was full of spir- its and humor, d'ebonair, with all the obvious claims to popularity. Thom- son, on the other hand, although good- loo-king, even distinguished in his way, was almost too slim and pale. His face was more the face of scholar than of one interested in or anxious to shine in the social side of life. His manners and his speech were alike reserved, his air. of breed- ing was apparent, but he had not the natural ease or charm which was making Granet, even in those few minutes, persona grate. with Gerald- ine’s mother and a little circle of newlyâ€"arrived guests. “At least I appreciate your point of view," Ma or Thomson admitttxl with a faint sigh. “Don’t be such c. dear old stick," Geraldine laughed. “I want you to like him because I find him so interâ€" esting. one a little better he doesn’t seem to mind talking about the war. You others will scarcely say a word of Viatl‘i’élwi‘w‘ 9'”: “hails-ha: ifig d out here. I like to things by people who have actually seen them. He happened to be ten minutes early this evening and he gave me a. most fascinating descrip- tion of some skirmishing near La Basses.” “You must remember," Thomson told her, “that personally I do not, In an ordinary way, see a great deal of fighting until the whole show is over. It may be a fine enough pan- orama when an attack is actually taking place, but there is nothing very inspiring in the modern battle- field when the living have paSscd away from it." Geraldine shivered for a moment. “Really, I almost wish that you were a soldier, too,” she declared. “Your work seems to me so horribly gruesome. Come along. you know you are going to take me in to dim You see, as he gets to know, this evening, or it may beâ€"" i She looked at him curiously. 1 “Go on, please,” she murmured. I “Or ,it may be,” man’s desire to be absolutely sure of the thing he wants more than any- thing else in the world." There was a moment‘s silence. As though by some curious instinct which they both shared, they glanced across the table to where Granct had be- Iconic the centre of a little babble of ,animated conversatim. Geraldine averted her eyes almost at once. and baked down at her plate. There was a shade of uneasiness in her manner. “You sound very serious, Hugh," 'she observed. “That is rather a failing of mine, isn’t it?” he replied. "At any fate, ‘I am very much in earnest.” ' There was another brief. silence, Iduring which Geraldine was address- ed by her neighbor cn the other side. lThomson, who was watching her closely, fancied that she accepted al- most eagerly the opportunity of ’!l- version. It was not until dinner was almost over that she abandoned a conversation into which she had thrown herself with spirit. “My little suggestion," 'homson reminded her, “remains unanmvercd." She looked down at her plate. “I don’t think you are really in earnest,” she said. “Am I usually a farceur?” he re- ,plied. “I think that my tendencies are rather the other way. I really mean it, Gerald. Shall we talk about it later on this evening? ’ i “If you like,” she agreed simply, ,“bui somehow I believe that I would ,rather wait. Look at mother’s eye, ‘roving around the table. Give me my gloves, please, Hugh. Don't be long.” Thomson moved his chair next to ,his host’s. Geraldine's father, Ad- a.miral Sir Seymour Conyers. was a l vvery garrulous old gentleman , with vflxed ideas about everything, a little 1deaf and exceedingly fond of converâ€" ‘s-ation. He proceeded to give his pro- spective son-inâ€"law a detailed lecture concerning the mismanagement of the field hospitals at the front, and hav-- .ing disposed of that subject, he open- ed a broadside attack upon the Ad- lmiralty. The rest of the men showed indications of breaking into little lgroups. Ralph Conyers and Granet iwere sitting side by side, engrossed } in conversation. More than once gThomson glanced towards them. l “Wish I understood more about naval affairs,” Granet sighed. “I’m a lperfect ass at any man’s job but my ‘ovm. I can't see how you can deal lwith submarines _at all, The beggars can stay under the water as long as lthey like, they just op up and show ltheir heads, and if they don’t like the Flock of anything near, down they go again. at them, any way.” The young sailor smiled in :1 Some- what superior manner. l “\Ve've a few ideas left still which the Germans haven’t mcpped up." he , declared. “Personally,” the Admiral observ- lsidcr the submarine danger the great- est to which this country has yet been exposed. Not one but a less Huns. could have such a campaign." inaugurated claimed. “They're a rotten lot of beggars, of course, although some of them have behaved rather decently. ner. Think of something nice to say. There's one thing." he added, sipping Ireally want to be amused." his port. “there isn't a job in the _..____._ unityQuafitysEconomy The combination of purity- quality has made Ma Powder _' 7. ill 1 l l il‘ p ‘ as».-- _ and economy c Bakin the tandard ,i powder Of Canada. ,Posatrvely . v -1«m 01' other injurious contains no] .i 501351366591 El .-~' Its use insures perfect f» Satisfaction. ' “Costs no more than the ordsnmy kinds” Made in Canada 1 ’ E.W.GILLETT COMPANY LIMITED ' Vuunlrlq , TORONTO. CAN. Hort‘rnm he repeated, I don’t see how you can get, .tions this afternoon," the other ed, joining in the conversation, “I conâ€". ‘broke up. . . nation cf, pirates, of feromous and conscience-i l “Good for you, dad!" his son cx-‘ ’made his way to the bachelor rooms. , th e AUTO USED PARTS \Vo carry a. full line of used parts for all makes of cars. cleaned ..nd free from grease and dirt. Mzignetos. gem-s, springs, complete engines. tires. etc. lllclicst prices paid for old cars. “’ritc. wire or phrne AUTOMOBILE USED PARTS CO., 1630 Dundas St. West. - Toronto Phone Parkdale 4158. sooner take on than sub- “Evcry one to his taste," Granct remarked gocddiumormlly. “Give me ,my own company at my back, my rai‘tillcry well posted, my reserves in position. the enemy not too strongly which Geraldine recognize. “Ralph, old fellow," he said, “don‘t think me too much of an interfering beggar, will you? I don't think even to your dearest friend. not to the girl you are going to marry, to me. or to =your own mother, would I finish that little drawing and description, if I were you. ' (To be continued.) was beginning to o ,5 Eve and the Apple. Eve didn't want lhc apple, but she wanted to have her way. entrenched. and our dear old Colonel‘;,__lt is just the same in our gardens of voice shouting ‘At them. lroys!’ That‘s my idea of a scrap." There was a li tic murmur of sym- pathy. Ralph Conyers, however. his cigar in the corner of his mouth, smiled impcrlurbably. “Sounds all right.“ he admitted. “but for sheer excitement givc mc a misty morning. the bows of a forty- knot destroyer cutting the sea into diamonds. decks cleared for action, ‘and old Dick in o-ilskins on the salute â€"â€"â€"‘Encmy‘s submarine, sir. on the port bow. sir.‘ “ “And what would you do then?" iGranet asked. “See page seven Admiralty instruc- re- plied. smiling. “We're not taking it sitting down, I can tell you.” The Admiral rose and pushed back his chair. “I think," he said “if you are quite sure, all of you, that you will take no more port, we should join the ladies.‘ They trooped out of the room to- gether. Thomson kept close behind Ralph Conyers and Captain Granet, who were talking no more of sub- marines. however, but of the last bal- le’t at the Empire. Geraldine came towards them as they entered the drawing-room. “Hugh.” she begged, passing her arm through his, “would you mind playing bridge? The Mulliners are going on, and mother does miss her rubber so. And we can talk after- wards, if you like," she added. Thomson glanced across the room to where Granet was chatting with some other guests. Young Conyers for the moment was nowhere to be seen. “I‘ll play, with pleasure, Geraldine,” he assented, “but I want to have a word with Ralph first.” “He‘s at the telephone,” she said. “The Admiralty rang up about some- thing and he is talking to them. I’ll tell him, if you like, when he comes up.!7 “If you'll do that," Thomson prom- ised, “I won’t keep him a minute." The little party settled down at their gameâ€"Lady Conyers, Sir Charles Hankins,â€"â€"a celebrated lawâ€" yer,â€"another man and Thomson. Ger- aldine, with Olive Moreton and Cap- tain Granet, found a sofa in a remote corner of the room and the trio were apparently talking nonsense with great success. Presently Ralph re- appeared and joined them. ‘ “Hugh wants to speak to you,” Geraldine told him. Ralph glanced at the little .bridge- table and made a grimace. “Hugh can wait,” he declared, as he passed his arm through Olive’s. “This is my last night on shore for heaven knows how long and I am go- ing to take Olive off to see my photo- graphs of the ‘Scorpion.’ Old Wil- cock handed them to me out of his drawer this afternoon.” The two young people disappeared. Captain Granet and Geraldine reâ€" mained upon the couch, talking in low voices. Once Thomson, when he was dummy, crossed the room and ap- proached them. Their conversation vas suddenly suspended. “I told Ralph,” Geraldine said, look- ing up, “that you wanted to speak to him, but he and Olive have gone off somewhere. By-the-bye, Hugh,” she went on curiously, “you didn't tell me that you'd called on Captain Gran- et this evening.” “Well, it wasn't a matter of vital importance, was it?" he answered, smiling. ,from an accident." “Major Thomson," came a voice from the other side of the room. “it is your deal." Thomson returned obediently to the bridgeâ€"table. The rubber was over a few minutes later and the little party Thomson glanced around but. the room was empty. “I think, if I may," he said, “I'll go into the morning room and have a whisky and soda. I dare say I’ll find the Admiral there." He took his leave of the others and at the back 'of the house. He looked first into the little apartment which Geraldine claimed for her own. found it empty. He passed on into the smoking-room and found all four of the young pcoplc’gathered around table. They were so absorbed that they did not even notice his en- trance. Ralph, with a sheet of paper stretched out before him and a pencil in his hand, was apparently sketching something. By his side was Granet. The two girls. with arms interlocked. were watching intently. “You see." Ralph Conyers explainâ€" ed. drawing back for a moment to look at the result of his labors, “this scheme. properly worked out, can tee-p g ghaunel route such as the r. -a Folkcstonc to Boulogne one. for in- s: .c, perfectly safe. Those black marks are floats. and the netsâ€"” “One moment. Ralph," Thomson iuzcrruptcd from the background. They all started and turned their 'i .. Thcmson drew a step nearer .. haul fell upon the paper. Thur was a queer lock ill his face ISSUE No. 23â€"'21. young adventure to-duy. lEve was a girl whose grinning. white teeth were, a dream to scc. And she didn't care for the apple, but she wanted to climb the tree. “My call, in any case, arosel but: Eden has never vanished. and Adam and Eve are there, Mischievous still as children. learning to care. never There are lots of things not apples that we grasp and taste to know The tang of the unforhiddeu; to wait is so terribly slow. “You‘ll pay the price," they whisper. Oh. yesâ€"and we think we can. But it flattens us out in the struggle,’ this having the way of Man! “'fâ€"_â€"â€"_ Classified Ad. Aids Cupid. A war romance via the "Personal"? classified advertisement columns of a daily paper mated. says a London despatch. It is the story of an Australian ex-: sergeant. who, after having won the D.C.M. and the MAI. at the front, passed through Birmingham in 1918 en route to a demobilization camp. On a railroad station platform he talked with a pretty girl for fifteen minutes, andâ€"the Australians being workers. received a gift of a lock of hair before he left. He did not learn the girl's name, however. Returning to Australia, he moved to Tasmania, and from there wrote the chief constable at Birmingham, saying that he had fallen in love with the girl, and asking aid in finding her. An advertisement was inserted in The Daily Mail, of London, the girl saw the “agony column“ notice, photographs were exchanged, and last week she sailed for Hobart, Tasmania. ;.__, ,_. Too Good to Be True. Wifeâ€"“John, a man called this af- ternoon and said he would supply us with enough electricity to light our house, do all our cooking and run the I washing machine for only $1 a month. What do you think of that?” Hubâ€"“You should have told him that when we want current fiction we’ll get it at a bookstore.” ~____.' 0 The largest motion picture theatre in the world is in New York City. This house has a seating capacity of 4,000. 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