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CHAPTER XVl—Continued
—lft
She pushed the curtains apart with
a rattle and, at the same moment,
from the direction of the door there
came a low but distinct gasp which
made her resolute heart Jump and flnit*
ter. It wus too dark to see anything
distinctly, hut. In the instant before It
turned and lied, she caught sight of a
shu'dowy ibnle figure, and knew that
her worst fears had been realized. The
figure was too .tall to he Eustace, and
Eustace, she knew, was the only man
in the house. Male figures, therefore,
that went flitting about YVlndles, must
be the figures of burglars.
Mrs. Hlgnett, bold woman though
she was, stood for an Instant spell
hound, and for one moment of not un
pardonable panic, tried to tell herself
that she had been mistaken. Almost
Immediately, however, there came from
the direction of the hall a dull chunky
sound as though something soft had
been kicked, followed by a low gurgle
and the noise of staggering feet. Un
less he was dancing a pas seal out of
sheer lightness of heart, the nocturnal
visitor must have tripped over some
thing.
The lutter theory was the correct
one. Montagu Webster was a man
who at many a subscription ball had
shaken a wicked dancing-pump, and
nothing In the proper circumstances
pleased lilm better than to exercise the
•kill which had become his as the re
sult of twelve private lessons ai hulf
a-crown a visit: but he recognized the
truth of the scriptural aduge that
there Is a time for dancing, and'that
tills was not it. His only desire when,
stealing Into the drawing room he had
been confronted through the curtains
by a female tigure, was to get back to
his bedroom undetected. He supposed
that one of the feminine members of
the house party must have been taking
a stroll in the grounds, and he did not
wish to stay «pd be compelled to make
laborious explanations of his presence
tjjere In the«dark. He decided to post
pone the knocking on the cupboard
door, which had been the signal ar
ranged between himself and Sam. until
a more suMable occasion.' In tlte
meantime be bounded silently out Into
the hall, and Instantaneously tripped
over the portly form of Smith, the bull
dog, who, roused from a light sleep
ti> the knowledge that something was
going on, and being a dog who always
liked to be In the center of the mael
strom of events, had waddled out to
Investigate.
lly tlie time Mrs. Hlgnetffiiad pulled
herself together sufficiently to reel
bruve enough to venture Into the hall,
Webster's presence of mind and
Smith's gregarlousness had combined
tto restore that part of the house to Its
normal nocturnal condition of empti
ness. Webster's stagger had carried
him almost up to the green baize door
leading to the servants' staircase, and
he procertled to pass through It with
out checking his momentum, closely
followed by Smith, who, now convinced
that Interesting .events were in prog
ress which might possibly culminate In
cake, had nbandohed the Idea of sleep
and meant to see the thing through.
He gamboled In Webster's wake up
the stairs and along the passage'lead
ing to the hitter's room, and only
paused when the door was brusquely
shut In his face. Upon which he sat
down to think the thing over. He was
In no hurry. The night was before
him. promising, as far as he could
Judge from the way It had opened, ex
cellent entertulnment.
Mrs. Hlgnett had listened fearfully
to the uncouth noises from the hall.
The burglars—she had now discovered
that there were at least two of them —
appeared to be actually romping. The
situation luid grown beyond her han
dling. If tills troupe of terpslchorean
marauders wss to be dislodged she
must have assistance. It was man's
work. She made a brave dash through
the ball, mercifully unmolested: found
the stairs: raced up them: and fell
through the doorway of her son Eus
tace's bedroom like a spent Marathon
runner staggering past the winning
poet.
Episode Two.
In the moment which elapsed before
either of, the two could calm their
agitated brains ,*« speech. Eustace be
came aware, as uts., vw»» w. pf the
truth of that well-known line, "Peace,
perfect I'tace, with loved ones fur
away!"
"Eustace!"
Mrs. Hugnett gasped. hand on heart.
"Eustace, there are -men In the
house V ,
This fact was Just the one which
Eustace had been wondering how to
break to her.
' M I know." he s*lrt uneasily.*
"You know!" Mr&~Hlgnett stami.
"Did you hear theni:"
"Hear them?" said Eustace, puzzled.
"The drawing room window was left
open, and there are two burglura In
the half
"Oh, I any, no! That's rather rot
ten !" aald Eustace. v
"I aaw and heard them. Come with
roe and arrest them." "* k
"But I can't. I've sprained my
lakla"
■ ••Sprained your antytf? How very
Inconvenient! Wbeh ii/d you do that?"
"Tills morning." •
"How did It happen?"
Eustace hesitated.
"I was Jumping."
"Jumping! But —oh!" Mrs. Ilig
nett's sentence trailed off Into a sup
pressed shriek, as the door opened.
Immediately following on Eustace's
accident, Jane Hubbard had consti
tuted herself his nurse. It was she
who had bound up his Injured ankle
In a manner wj)lch the doctor on his
arrival had admitted himself unable
to Improve upon. She had sat with
him through the long afternoon. And
now, fearing lest a return of the puln
might render him sleepless, she had
come to bring him a selection of
books to see him through the night.
Jane Hubbard was a girl who by na
ture and training was well adapted to
bear shocks. She accepted the advent
of Mrs. Hlgnett without visible aston
ishment, though inwardly she was
wondering who the. visitor might be.
"Good evening," she said placidly.
Mrs. Hlgnett, having rallied* from
her moment of weakness, glared at the
new arrival dumbly. She could not
place Jane. She had the air of a
nurse, nnd yet she wore no uniform.
"Who are ,vou?" she asked stiffly.
"Who are you?" countered Jane.
"I," said Mrs. Hlgnett portentously,
"am the owner of this house, and I
should be glad to know what you are
doing In It. I am Mrs. Horace Hlg
nett." *■ .
A charming smile spread Itself over
Jane's finely cut face.
"I'm so glad to meet you," she said.
"I have heard so muchsrbout you."
"Indeed?" said Mrs. Hlgnett. "And
now I should like to hear a little about
you."
"I'vie rend all your books." said Jane.
"I think they're wonderful."
In spite of herself. In spite of a feel
ing that this young woman was stray
ing from the point, Mrs. Hlgnltt could
not check ,a,.fllght Influx of amlnblllty.
She was an authoress who received a
good deal of Incense from admirers,
but she could always do with a bit
more. Besides, most of the Incense
came b.v mall. Living a quiet and re
tired life In the country. It was rarely
that she got it handed, to her face to
face. She melted quite perceptibly.
She did not.ceAse to look like a basi
lisk, but she began to look like a basi
lisk who has had a good lunch.
"My favoiffe," siiid June, who for a
week hod been sitting daily In a chair
In the drawing room adjoining the
table on which the authoress' complete
works were assembled, "Is 'The Spread
ing Light.' I do like The Spreading
Light'!"
said Mrs. Hlgnett with something ap
proaching cordiality, "and I have since
revised some of the views I state In It,
but I st.ll consider It quite a good text
book."
"Of course, I can see that 'What
of the Morrow?' U more profound,"
said Jane. "Bat I read The Spread
ing Light' first, and of course that
makes a difference.
T ean quite see that it would."
agreed-Mrs. Hlfcnett. "One's first step
across the threshold of a new mind,
one's first glimpse . .
"Yes. It makes you feel . .
"Like, some watcher of the skies,"
said Mrs. Hlgnett, "when a new planet
swims Into his ken. or tike . . ."
"Yes. doesn't It!" said Jane.
Eustace, who had been listening to
the conversation with every muscle
tense, In much the same tnental atti
tude as that of a peaceful citizen in- a
Wild West saloon who holds himself
In readiness to dive under a table di
rectly the shooting begins, began to
relax. What he had shrlnklngly antici
pated would be the biggest thing since
tho> Dempsey-Carpentler fight seemed
to be turning Inte a pleasant social
and literary evening not unlike what
he Imagined a meeting of old Vassar
alumnae must be. For the first time
aJnce his mother had come into the
room he Indulged In the luxury of s
deep breath.
"But what are you doing here?"
asked Mrs.. Hlgnett, returning almost
reluctantly to the main lasue.
Eustace perceived that he had
breathed too soon. In an unobtrusive
way he subsided Into the bed and
pulled the sheets over hla head, fol
lowing intf excellent, tactics of the
CTeat duke of Wellington fn his Penin
sular campaign. "When In doubt," the
duke used to say, "retire and dig your
self In."
"I'm nursing dear Eustace." said
Jane. *
Mrs. Illgnett quivered, and cnst on
eye on the hump In" the bedclothes
which represented dear Eustace. A
cold fear had come upon her.
"'Dear Eustace'!" she repeated me
chanlcally.
•"We're engaged," aald Jane. "We
got engaged this mornlnThat's how
he sprained, his ankle. Wheu I at
cepted him, he tried to Jump a boll*
hush."
"Engaged: Eustace, Is this truer'
"Yes," said a muffled voice from the
Interior of the be«T.
poor Eustace la so worried.'
continued lane, "about the kouae."
She w,«n( on qulcklv. "He doean'l
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you will accept It as a present when
we are tnacried. We really shan't
want It. you know. We are going to
live tn London. So you will take It,
won't ytAi—to please us?"
We all of us, even the greatest of
Uf, have our moments of weakness.
Let us then not express any surprise
at the sudden collapse of one of the
world's greatest female thinkers. ..As
the meaning of this speech smote on
Mrs. Horace Hlgnett's understanding,
she sank weeping into a chair. The
ever-present fear that had haunted her
had been exorcised. Wlndles was hers
In perpetuity. The relief was too
great. She sat in her chair and
gulped: and Eustace, greatly encour
aged, emerged slowly from the bed
clothes like a worm after a thunder
storm. ' * "
How long this poignant scene would
have lasted, one cannot say. It Is a
pity that It was cut short, for I should
have liked to dwell upon It. But at
ttha moment, from the regions down
stair's, there suddenly burst upon the
silent rHght such a whirlwind of sound
as effectually dissipated the tense emo
tion In the room. Somebody had
touched off the orchestrion in the
drawing room, and that willing instru
ment had begun again in the middle
of a bar at the point where it had
been switched off. Its wailing lament
for the passing of summer filled the
whole house.
"That's top bad!" said Jane, a little
annoyed. "At this time of night!"
"It's the burglars!" quavered Mrs.
Hlgnett. In the stress ot recent events
she had completely forgotten the ex
istence of those enemies of society.
"They were dancing In khe hall when
I arrived, and now they're playing the
orchestrion!" *
"Light-hearted chaps!" said Eustace,
admiring the sang-froid of the criminal
world. "Full of spirits!"
"This won't do," said Jane Hubbard,
shaking her head. "We can't have this
"Murder Mel" Shs Bald Amusedly,
"I'd Like to Catch Them at Itl"
sort of thing. 11l go and fetch my
gun."
"They'll murder yon, dear!" panted
Mrs. Hlgnett, clinging to her arm.
Jane Hubbard laughed.
"Murder roe!' r she said, amusedly.
"I'd like to catch them at It!"
Mrs. Hlgnett stood staring at the
door as Jane closed It safely behind
her. , ,
"Eustace," she said solemnly, "that
Is a wonderful girl!" s
"Yea I Bhe once killed a panther—
or a puma, I forget which —with a hat
pin !" said Eustace with enthusiasm.
"I could wish you no better wifej"
said Mrs. Hlgnett.
She broke off with a sharp wall. . ..
Out In the passage something like a
battery of artillery had roared.
The door opened and Jane Hubbard
appeared, slipping a fresh cartridge
Into the elephant-gun.
"One of them was popping about
outside here." she announced. "I took
a shot a{ him. but Tm afraid 1 missed.
The visibility was bad.\ At anr rate
hex-—
In this last was per
fectly accurate. Bre^m Mortimer, who
had been aroused 6y the orchestrion
and who had come out to see what was
the matter, had gone away at the rate
of fifty miles an hour. He had been
creeping down the passage when he
found himself suddenly confronted by
a dim figure Which, without a word,
had attempted to slay him with an
enormous gun. The shot had whistled
past his ears and gone singing down
the corridor. This enough for
.Bream. He had returned to bis room
lif three strides.-and was now under
the bed. The -burglars might take
everything In the bouae and welcome,
m that they did not moleat hla pri
vacy. That waa the way Bream looked
•t It. And very aenslble of htm, too, I
•-onulrier.
•"We'd better so downstelrs," SfJd
I ime. "Brin* a candle Mot JOB.
Eustace, darling. Don't you stir oat
of bed I"
"1 won't," said Eustace obediently.
Episode Three.
Of all the leisured pursuits, tnere
are few less attractive to the thinking
man than sitting In a dark cupboard
waiting for a house party to go to bed:
and Sam, who had established himself
In the one behind the piano at a quar
ter to eight, soon began to feel as if
he had been there for an eternity. He
could dimly remember a previous ex
istence lb which he had not been sit
ting In his present position, but It
seemed so long ago that It was
shadowy and unreal to him. The or
deal of spending the evening in this
retreat * bad not appeared formidable
when he bad contemplated It that aft
ernoon In the lane: but, now that he
was actually undergoing It, It was ex
traordinary how many disadvantages
It had.
Cupboards, as a class, are badly ven
tilated, and this one seemed to contain
no air at all: and the warmth of'the
night, combined with the cupboard's
natural stuffiness, had soon begun t«
reduce Sam to a condition of pulp. He
seemed to himself to be sagging like
an ice-cream in front of a fire. The
darkness, too, weighed upon him. He
was abominably thirsty. Also he
wanted to smoke. In'addition to this,
the small of his back tickled, and he
more than suspected the cupboard of
harboring mice. Not once nor twice
but many hundred times he wished
that the ingenious Webster had
thought of something simpler.
His was a position which would
have suited one of those Indian mys
tics who sit perfectly sttll far twenty
years, contemplating the Infinite; but
It reduced an almost Imbecile
state of boredoß. He tried counting
sheep. He tried going over his past
life In his mind from the earliest mo
ment he could recollect, and thought
he had never encountered a duller
series of episodes. He found a tem
porary solace by playing a succession
of mental golf games over all th«
courses, he could remember, and he
was jdif teeing up for the sixteenth
at, ifulrfleld, after playing Hoylake, St.
Andrews, Westward Ho, Hanger Hill,
Mnd-Surrey, Walton Heath, Garden
City, and the Engineers' * club at Ros
lyn, L. L, when the light" ceased to
shine through the crack under the
door, and he awoke with a sense of
dull incredulity to the realization that
the occupants of the drawing room had
called It a day and that his vigil was
over.
But was It? Once more alert, Sam
became cautious. True, the light
seemed to be off, but did that mean
anything in a country house, where
people had the habit of going and
strolling about the garden at all hours?
Probably they were still popping about
all over the place. At any rate. It was
not worth risking coming out of his
lair. He remembered that. Webster
had promised to come and knock an
all-clear signal on the door.lt would
be safer to wait for that.
But the moments went by, and there
was no knock. Sam began to grow im
patient. The last few minutes of wait
ing in a cupboard are always the hard
est. Time seemed to stretch out again
Interminably. Once he thought he
heard footsteps, but that led to noth
ing. Eventually, having strained his
ears and finding everything still, he
decided to take a chance. He fished
In his pocket for the key, cautiously
unlocked the door, opened it by slow
Inches, and peered out.
The room was In blackness. The
jiouse was still. All was well. With
the feeling of a life-prisoner emerging
from the Bastille, be began to crawl
stiffly forward: and It was just then
that the first of the disturbing events
occurred which were to make this
night memorable to him. Something
like a rattlesnake suddenly wettt off
with a whirr, and his bead, jerking up,
collided with the piano. It was only
the cuckoo clock, which now, having
cleared Its throat as was Its custom
before striking, proceeded to cuck
eleven times In rapid succession before
subsiding with another rattler but to
Sam It sounded like the end of the
world. *
He sat In the darkness, massaging
his bruised skull. His hours of Impris
onment In the cupboard had hid a bad
effect on bis nervous system, and he
vacillated between tears of weakness
and a militant desire to gst at the
cuckoo clock with a hatchet. He fell
that It had done It on purpose and wa*
now chuckling to Itself In fancied se
curlty. For Quite a minute he rage*
silently, and any cuckoo clock whlc>
bad strayed wfhln his reach woul»
have bad a bad time of It. Then hL
attention was diverted.
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Needa of Education
The wilderness was made inhabit
able'by rough but daring men. Educa
tion needs strong arms and courage as
Its aids.
It Is easier to forget a favor than it
is to forgive an Injury.