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CHAPTER Vlll—Continued "Not had breakfast yet?” she asked. “I was waiting for you,’’ he toIU her. - Her blue eyes looked, now, very straightly up into his. "That was . . friendly ... of you.” tsiie said. “Do you . . . feel friendly, this morning. Jim?” He did not answer that: he went, instead to the bell and rang for breakfast. ’ "That means that you don’t,’’ she said, with a little sigh! The girl who brought in the breakfast tray, was the one Lucy had already made friends with, and she was a in a talkative mood, if Lee was not. As she arranged the dishes on the table, she asked whether the storm had disturbed their rest? / Lucy glancing quickly at Lee saw that he colored slightly, before answering. with attempted casualness: "Well, of course, we heard it, all right” !. "They are saying this morning, that the big elm. down by Brady's cottage was struck.” the girl went on. "Where you said you was going yesterday, ma'am.” “Why. .Tim. that must have been that terrific crash . . cried, Lucy. When the girl had gone, Lee looked across at Lucy. “I'll go and have a look nt the tree this morning.” he said. “I was going : over there in any case.” ■: “Were you? What for?” "To investigate this Billy Brady.' business you told me of," “To investigate? Jim, don't you believe I told you the truth a turn t it?” He looked at her quickly, “Yes. It's, just because it was the truth, that ) want to find out what it means," he said. > ri'h. I See. Jim. do you think it j haif anything to do with your hffairs?” “I don't know. But it's a <l—n queer happening, and looks to me as If Billy has gone past the point »»f harmless lunacy He’s about ready for some sort of restraint, 1 should Imagine.” “May 1 eotne with’you?" “All right : If you want to." When a little later they were ready to start, a thought occurred to her and looking up at him. she spoke it. "Isn’t there a danger of your being recognised?” “It d<o»sn’t matter to me If l am,” he answered abruptly; and then, slowly and deliberatelj-:: ’T’ve got Gresham's just where I want ’thn. Anyone can know, who is at the back of Llnforths for all I care.” “S<> even . . . loving me . . . would not nu&e you give up your scheme* for revenge?” she asked, eyes and voice challenging him. He returned her look steadily and answered without a’falter: "Even that would not.” The words sounded in her ears like a sudden knell. She felt, then, that 1 she knew the nethermost deeps of bcftritNfoneu*. She had hoped everything of love; had believed In its power to vanquish all evils. But even that was powerless against him. What, then, was left to her? What more could she do? “Then shall we go?” she asked aloud.'as steadily as she could. He agrees! With a nod. “We won’t take the car.” lie decidisl, and s<» they went on the street car, as she ha<l. y<-sterday.' , . - As soon as they turned into Brady’s lane, they saw the riven and twisted shape .of the stricken elm It had been struck as it stood; and though some of Ila branches upon one side were bare ami charred, on the other, half-burnt leaves and twigs Still remained. “We heard that happen,” said Lucy, as they stood looking at it. “Shall you ever forget the crash ofdt?” v > "No.” he said, shortly, “I don't think I shall.” “Rut that nice little cottage hadn't anything to do with the bad luck of poor old Mother Brady.” she went on. “She would have had the same luck anywhere.” “Would I. too?” he demanded. “Jim; you don’t think the cottage had anything to do with it. do you?” “No. I don't. I think Macklin had a.good deal to do .with it; and Oliver Ames; and John Gresham.” he answered through grim lipa. "I am quite willing to admit John Gresham's part in it.” she said quietly. They went on toward the cottage. “fan we get Into it. Jim?” Lucy asked. “I want to see the twm you used to live in. The place you knew as home.” “We can find out." he answered, as he pushed open the gate and followed her into the weedy garden. Lucy tried the door, but It was locked. "Old Mother Brady used to hang the key up here.” said Lee, groping among the Ivy above the lintel. “And, by Jove.” he exclaimed, “it's here stillHe produced the key. fitted it into the lock, and, rather to his surprise, found that It turned comparatively easily. "I thought it would be rusted solid,” he observed, as he pushed the door open and led the way Into the main sitting room. After the fashion of old cottages, there was no ha IL "Where were your rooms?” asked Lucy, looking round her. "Upstairs," he told her, and went first to show her the way. The rooms were empty, but she made him tell her how the furniture had been placed.

so that she could visualise it as it had been. "Now,” she said presently. "Let’s go down and see the garden and all around. I want to know just where all that terrible business happened, Jim. Will you show me?” With his face rather set, he pointed over the wall toward the roots of the giant tree. •» "That's where they found the poor devil of a clerk, but the assault most likely happened at the corner of the lane. . . . Then here,” he moved further along by the walL and pointed out some loose bricks. “Here is where my wallet was found stuffed with the stolen notes. Or rather some of them. There was a lot ot4?noney that was never found. Probably never will be, now. . . . Believe in me still, Lucy?” He glanced at her quickly, "StilL” she assured him. “And. Jim, faith can be so s . . so devilish sweet . . . If you'll only let It . , She added that in a low. soft voice. He swung away from her as if he were going to leave her but halted abruptly: and: “Hullo," he said quietly. "Who's that?" ; Lucy turned sharply, struck by his tone, to follow the direction of his look. She found herself looking over the low stone wall, toward j the stricken elm. And there, beneath its twisted branches kicking aside the debris of twigs and leaves around its roots,Was a man. Instinctively she put out a hand and drew Jim back, but the man. at the same instant, raised his head sharply and looked toward them. “Macklin.” she saild. in an almost soundless whisper. I.ee noddetl. Macklin had recognized Ldcy and was coming toward her, smiling suavely. He stopped on the other side of the wall and greeted her. "Good morning, Mrs. Lee,” he said, in the ingratiating manner that made Lucy judge him insincere. “I just ran ~— —' —-w J .JW s 1 v J t They Saw the Riven and Twisted Shape of the Elm. out to see the damage. I heard this morning that one of Newehester’s landmarks had suffered in the storm last night. It’s not much of a tree, now, is it?” He smiled again, and turned, toward Lee. “Introduce me," >aid Lee in a quiet, rather deadly tone. ! i Lucy did it; as smoothly as she could. 8 “My husband. . . . Mr. Macklin is second in comtnand at dresham’s, Jim. . , ." Macklin turned to Led still smiling, and offering his hand. Lee looked down at him. hot smiling afc. all. his hands plunged deep into his’ pockets, eyes and lips unpromising. >' Macklin was startled. He stood a moment staring. Then thrust his head up nearer, the like magic from his lips. Then; “Warrington!” he said, his voice a low-toned cry. ■ \ agreed Lee, with; out moving. "So ... you’re out?" went on Macklin. “Yes. Macklin, I’m out.” said Lee. such menace in ’he words, that Macklin Lucy found her heart beating more wildly than ever. “You are scarcely surprised at my being free again, are you. Macklin?” went on Lee in a strangely quiet and steady voice.' “Haven’t you been coupling the days and weeks and months during these last three years, almost with as much attention as 1 have counted them myself? Haven’t" you. Macklin? Haven't you said to! yourself each morning: One day nearer to the day when he’ll bd free again? Haven't you, Macklin? And haven't you wondered, sometimes, just what that day was going to mean to you? Just what it was going to bring to you? Haven’t you. Macklin? Haven’t you? Haven't you told yourself that there's a day of reckoning coming? And haven't yoq each day told yourself that the reckoning was One day nearer? Haven’t you. Macklin? And haven't you wondered Just what that reckoning was to be. when It came? Haven’t you, Macklin? Haven't you?" That dinning question! That cqld, furious voice! Those accusing eyes! Macklin suddenly threw up his hands, as if to ward Lee off. although I-ee was standing dead still and was separated from him by that stone wait ! “D—n you!” he cried out. . L . “What do you mean by talking to me like that! You dirty thief! I don’t know what you mean. . . . Prison’s turned your grain jjsent you mad. . . His voice rose hysterically high and broke curiously. "I might have let prison drive me mad." answered Lee, still without RnoviIng: “If I hadn’t wanted, above everything eise. to keep my brain clear for what I had to do when 1 came out. And It's clear enough. Macklin, I can assure you. It’s clear eriough." He took a sudden step forward, and Lucy saw that his hands were onr of his pockets now. and clenched to threatening fists. She laid a quick, restraining hand upon his arm, saying faintly: “Jim . . , don’t ...”

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“Oh. Fm not going to hit him—yet,” he said. Macklin made an effort to recover his composure. He realized that hysteria was a bad mistake. “Why don’t you?” he taunted, his eyes vicious. "Why don’t you, as you hit that poor devil of a clerk? Probably because, like all bullies, you’re a coward at heart. ... A rotten, cowardly thief. . . .” Suddenly he seemed to remember that Lucy was there. He broke off, looked quickly and shiftily from one to the other, and then, losing his nerve again, suddenly turned and incontinently fled. For a time Lee stood without moving; so still that he seemed as if he were a thing carved. Lucy, too, scarcely dared to move, and the beating of her heart sounded so loud to her that she wondered he did not hear it Only when Macklin's figure had disappeared from their sight did Lee draw a deep breath, square his shoulders, let his hands relax and step back. Then he turned his face and found Lucy looking up at him. Their eyes met in a holding look; then: “And they believed that cringing thing against me!” he said, the words breaking from him. “They took his evidence against mine, and condemned me on it.” She laid a quick hand on his arm. “I know ... I know. . . she said in a shaken voice. “It's incredible . . . utterly. . . . And yet it happened . • I know how you feel, Jim. . . He shook her hand from his nrtn and suddenly covered his face with his hands. She stood silently by. Some battle of emotions was raging within him. She realized it, and knew that it must rage itself out. After a while she brought him out of the cruel, revivified past into a problem of the present. ’’“Jim.” she said quietly. “What was he doing hefe? He was kicking aside the branches and rubbish around the tree, and looked most awfully startled when he saw us here. Was he looking for anything? Has he got anything hidden there, do you think? Shall we go and look around the tree, and see if we can find out what it was he was looking for. . . ?" Lee for a moment, thinking; then looked quickly along the road, hearing the sound of footsteps. A little group of people were straggling •idly toward them. “No," he said quickly. "If there’s anything there he wants', he’ll be back for it some time. But not during the day, I fancy. We ll go back to the ’ hotel now arfd I’ll have this place watched. ... If Macklin comes back It will be tonight, I think. They made their way as quickly as possible back to Newchester. The first thing they did there was to find out a private inquiry agent, and arrange for a man to be sent to Brady’s cottage to watch for the return of Macklin, or the appearance of Billy Brady. The man was to watch the place and report what he Saw: with special reference to anyone who might come there and appear to be searching for anything among the ruins of the shattered tree, or in the garden of the little cottage, or even in the cottage itself. For. as Lee had observed to Lucy, that lock on the cottage door had certainly turned xyith surprising ease for a lock that had not been used for more than two years. CHAPTER IX Lee and Ames Meantime, Macklin had had time to reflect, and reflection had brought him to a point of cursing himself for his lamentable show of nerves when he found himself confronted by Warrington. He had, of course, known that Warrington would be free by now. He had. indeed, counted the days exactly as Jim had guessed just now. But as time went on and Warrington did nothing, he had begun to feel himself secure. After a while he began soothing himself with the reflection that the situation, after all. was not different now from what it had been when Warrington was found guilty. It was still his word against Warrington’s, and his word, so far, had won all along the linet Why shouldn’t it continue to win? It was the argument of a fearbemused man. He hurried to Gresham’s, ran upstairs to Ames’ office, and, almost without knocking, flung open the door and Mood looking at Ames, breathing so quickly that for a moment he was unable to speak. “Hullo, Macklin, what's the matter?" cried Ames. ■Jjir.’’ cried Macklin. “The most awul thing has happened. I’ve made tne most apiutlling discovery. ... I wondered why Mrs. Lee should be so keen on proving young Warrington innocent. . . . Couldn't help wondering. . . . It seemed so queer. . . .” The words were stuttering out, unevenly, almost gasjiingly. “Well?” said Ames. Impatiently. “Well? What have you discovered?" Macklin moved nearer, creeping up to the desk very nearly on tip-toe. “I’ve discovered why she was so keen about the case,” he said. “Her husband is young Warrington. . . “What r “Yes; calling himself Lee, but young Warrington all the same. . . ." “You must be mistaken!” “I’m not. I charged him with It, and he owned up to it in so many words. ..." “Good G —d!" cried Ames, utterly dumfounded. “Tell me exactly what happened.? Macklin leaned nearer still, talking rapidly, almost io a whisper. When he had finished Ames arose. (TO HF CONTINUED.) Huge Herd for Candy The production of milk which goes annually into the milk chocolate industry is no mean task. If the cows necessary to yield the milk could be lined up and milked in one day would be 4.000,000 better-than average cows in the line. 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■IMPROVED UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL SUNDAY I chool Lesson IBy JtEV. P. B. FITZWATER. D. D.. Member of Faculty. ' Moody Bible Institute of Chicago.) (©. 1952. Western Newspaper Union.) Lesson for February 21 JESUS THE GOOD SHEPHERD LESSON TEXT—John 10:1-30. GOLDEN TEXT—The Lord to my shepherd; 1 shall not want. PRIMARY TOPlC—Jeaus Our Good Shepherd. JUNIOR TOPlC—Jesus Our Good Shepherd. \ [ INTERMEMATE AND SENIOR TOPlC—Following \he Good Shepherd. YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOPlC—Jesus the Good Shepherd. The occasion for the parable of the Good Shepherd was the excommunication by the Pharisees of the blind man who had been healed by Christ. I. The Good Shepherd (w. 1-18). 1. Jesus is the true shepherd (w. 1-6). He came by the divinely appointed way. John the Baptist and others of the prophets had performed the function of the porter and opened the door to the sheepfold (w. 2,3). The power exercised by the Pharisees in casting out this man was not obtained by lawful means. It was stolen by them and exercised in the bold spirit of robbers. The reason the man suffered excommunication was that he recognized Jesus as the true shepherd and turned from the Pharisees, not only as strangers, but as thieves and robbers. Despite the deceit, audacity. theft, and robbery of these Pharisees, those who were Christ’s sheep were declared to be forming a new flock and following him as the true shepherd (v. 4). 2. Jesus is the door of the sheep (w. 7-10). The way to fellowship with God is through Christ. He is not only a door, but the only door ( Acts 4:12). There Is absolutely no way into the fold of the redeemed but by and through him. All who attempt to gain access to God except through Jesus Christ are thieves and robbers (v. 8.) Those who become members of the flock of God through Jesus Christ enjoy tnarvelous privileges and giftsl (vv. ft, 10). , a. Salvation—("shall be saved” (v. ft). They not |only enjoyed present salvation.^but are eternally saved (w. 27. 28). b. Liberty—"sjhall go in and out” (v. 9). Only those! who accept salvation in Christ know what,freedom is. c. Contentment— “shall go in and out and find pasture” (v. 9.) The one who really enters the fold by Christ, the door* receives that which is allsatisfying to the soul. 3. Jesus is the good shepherd (vv. 11-18). a. He giveth Ihis life for the sheep (vv. 11-13). The hireling abandons his sheep in time of danger. The hireling, represented by the Pharisee, takes up his wqrk and continues it for his own sake, for the profit that is in it. Jesus was so devoted to his sheep that he willingly laid down his life for them. j b. He has perfect knowledge of his sheep and they know him (vv. 14. 15), Knowing his sheep so well, he looks after their welfare. He enjoys such personal intimacy with his sheep that he knows them by name, goes before them to lead the way and defend them from every dagger. This he will do even unto death. This found historical fulfillment on Calvary. c. His sympathy is world-wide (v. 16). He declared. "Other sheep have I which are not of this fold.” This suggests .that the Gentiles have a place in his fqld. All who believe in Christ form one flock. d. He enjoys the love of the heavenly Father (vv. 17. 18). Such singular devotion receives the peculiar love of God. 11. The Sheep (v.v. 19-30). 1. Unbelievers are not Christ’s sheep (w. 19-26). Christ’s assertion that he was the good shepherd caused a division among the people. Some accused him of being mad. others that he had a, devil; To their request that be would tell them plainly If he were the Christ, he responded by referring them to the testimony of his works, declaring that the secret of their Inability to recognize him was their unbelief 2. His sheep! recognize his voice '(v. 27.) There-are many voices in the world: the voice of the hireling, the voice of the thief, and the voice of the stranger: but none of these wHi the sheep hear. The voice of the true shepherd is recognized by his sheep even amidst the babble of voices in the world today. 3. He knows his sheep (v. 27j. Re-’ gardless of how helpless and ignorant the sheep may be. he knows every one. He not only knows them as his. but he looks after them. 4. His sheep follow him (v. 27). This is the proof that they are his. The true sheep will flee from st rangers (v. 5). This should be a solemn warning to all such as are following strangers. 5. His sheep are eternally secure (vv. 28. 29). The sheep are entirely dependent upon the shepherd. It Is the shepherd’s business to look after and care for the sheep. This he does for he knows them by name and is acquainted with their weaknesses and trials. WORDS OF WISDOM The short way to spell holiness, is 1-o-v-e. • • • The glory of labor is a commendable harvest. • •« • A companion of fools shall be destroyed (Prov. 13:20). •• • ' Admit another’s good points and he will listen to our criticisms. I'• 4 • To love others involves trying to understand their point of view. • • • Neglect of the wells of salvation dry them up; much use of them refreshes the waters, making them sparkling and delightful to the taste.

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