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He had been on duty for nearly eight hours, but though he was tired, lin was hardly conscious of the fact; for the strain of watching for a mere sage, expected but long delayed, bad braced his nerves and driven away all thought of fatigue. The message for which Scarborough was watching meant peace or war amongst the nations of the .world. For international politics had reached a crisis. A certain diplomatic "note" had been presented, and the answer was expected hourly. ,if the issue were peace, the public would probably never know that there had been a erisis at all. But the servants of the great cable companies neces- sarily have greater and earlier know- ledge than the rest of mankind; 'and it is by nd means the fact, as many sup- pose, that the most important news always passes through their hands in unintelligible cipher. Diplomacy is a shy monster, hunting by tortuous paths, and loves tp shroud its tracks in obscurity; but 'sometimes even diplomats speak out, and when they do, their words are apt to be momen- tous. In every Chancellary of the world anxious men were waiting for the an- swer, which an Imperial courier was bearing post haste to the court of St. ' James's. Scarborough glanced for the fiftieth time at the ribbon of paper which care from the siphon -recorder, and saw that it registered a plain straight line. Nothing was passing over the cable just now. He dropped his chin on his hand, and stared at the instrument as though by staring he could force the news from it. There was no hint of impa tience in the attitude or movement, rather o, a strong patience that would be likely to win its way in life by meeting adversity with a square front, .and then calmly wearing it down. He was about twenty-five.. The lines on his face were deep for a man of his years; but they were lines graven by character, not by experience= -by a :;rave habit of thought, rather than by s^y knowledge of suffering in thepast. lie look:d like a man who might take lite l ard;y, because he would shirk none of its responsibilities; who world fight, if he had .to tight, bravely and victoriously; but who, as yet, had not been called upon to show the grit that was in him. When no smiled—which was often—the lines vanished, and showed • the face of a strong, good- humored boy. But though his nerves were tense with excitement now, he had not been able to infect with his own eagerness the man who was on duty with him. A luxuriously elaborate yawn, from a wicker chair Behind him, echoed round the wails of the Instrument Room, and caused the quick smile to show itself on Scarborough's face. Scott, the man in the chair, was supposed to be shar- ing his watch; but he was one of those who take life easily, and his method was to read a French novel in a big chair until Scarborough should pile him the word that the instruments were talking. Then he would rise, slowly, stretch himself, and take his share of the work. "What a phlegmatic Leggar you are," said Scarborough. "Enormous issues are being decided,• and the news may come at any minute, and I don't be- lieve you're even interested!" • "Right. I'm not," Scott answered cheerfully. "Don't care for politics. Don't understand 'em, you see. Don't fathom what there is to worry about." "A European ar is generally count- ed a pretty important thing," said Scarborough dryly. 'Oh, yes, if it comes off! But it won't. Let's talk of something inter- esting. Going to the circus?" Scarborough laughed. "What circus?" he asked. "There you are!" said Scott triumph- antly. "You're just as ignorant as I am, in your own way. My ignorance embraces European politics—an admit- tedly unsavory muddle;. yours con- cerns the things that are taking place unde" your nose. Whatarcus? Val B. Montague's American 'Circus Com- binal.n, of course. The whole island of San MIguel is placarded with it pictures of beautiful ladies on bare backed steeds, balancing at extraordi- nary angles. It's the most exciting thing that has been ine the 'Azores for'. a year. I went across to Ponta Del- gada to see it yesterday." "Oh? Good show?" asked Scarbor- ough carelessly, keeping his gaze fixed on the ribbon of paper which came from the siphon -recorder. "Pretty fair," said Scott, whose no- vel had bored him, and made him want u i, h a • ,IACiCSON, AGENT, cL1i I'oN. "No," said Scott. "I understood that ft was 'merely a case of professional jealousy, They've been boxed up to- gether on that schooner for eighteen months, you see, with nothing to do at sea except quarrel, and nothing to in- terest them in the show they give when they're ashore. Come over with me to -night, and make Val B. Monta- gue's acquaintance." Scarborough did not answer. A.mea- sage was coming through at last. The ribbon of paper from the siphon- record showed an irregular, wavy line now, and h' read off the message in the hills and valleys of the Ie.orse code as the instrument passed it through, "Page, Chinelas, Ribeira Grande. Danger—circus." That was all. It was obviously not the message for which he was waiting; nor was it, at first sight, either inter- esting or intelligible, unless one hap- pened to know she code ' by which those two words "danger—circus" were to be interpreted. Scarborough did not know the code; and yet, because of the Berson to whom it was.addresse-d, the cablegram inters ted him profoundly. Had he been ableto foresee the differ- ence which its arrival would presently make to him, his interest would per- haps have been even greater. "Anything?" asked Scott Iistless.y. "Private message, hi code," said Scarborough, and Scott returned to his novel with a grunt. Scarborough sent the message through to the Post Office for delivery, Two hours later Scarborough pot out for the Chinelas, to play chess with Mr. Page as he' had promised. As be walked be again thought of those two words in the cable message which had passed through his hands. Lovers are fanciful. Was it possible that they were not code words at all, but that the reference was to a real danger that was coming near to the girl whom he loved? Scarborough framed the ques- tion in his mind, and then laughed out loud at the absurdity of it. Them could be' rn Connection between Elsa Page and Val 13. Montague, with his troupe of quarrelsome and probably tenth -rate stars. Of course the mes- sage wap only code! But when he was shown into the drawing -room of the Chinelas, and 'Ise 1 -age came forward to greet him, he saw at once, with the quickness to apprehension which love gives, that she wits in trouble. "I would have sent to tell you not to come," she said; "but I bad no mer' senger.," "Is anything wrong?" "Father's gout is very painful to- night, and l , 'doesn't; feel equal to chess. He asked me to make his ex- ouse,s for him." :'I'rn sorry," said Sca: borough. "But there's something more, isn't there?" "Something more?" "You arc in. trouble? Something has eappene d?" Elea looked at him for a moment without speaking, and a hint of dis. tress showed itself in her eyes; but she shook her bead. "No," she said steadily. '"Nothing has happened." Scarborough watched her as she took up a piece of fan'y-work and ingered it aimlessly, and he knew that She was not speaking the truth. Yesterday when he had lett her she had been happy and natural, and to -night. he had, meant to ask her to be his wife. But to -night she was different, There was a constraint in her manner, there 'ad been almost a co:dness in her ;reeting, and he no longer felt his yesterday's confidence in the answer which she would give him, if he said the words he bad come to say. Be - 'ween to -night and yesterday some- thing bad happened, though she denied and then rose and went to the window. t. And that something had spelled the Through a break in the mist he could ;•nderstandin;, which had been bctwe_n see about a mile away a white -washed them. house, built in the shelter of two great tee came a little nearer to' her. masses of grey volcanic stone that "Elsa," he said gently. projected curiously from the side of a She gave him•a hurried look, alr.ost; green hill. The two rocks were called; he thought, of fear and then she cov- in Portuguese, As Chinelas,—the slip- Bred her face with her hands. pers,—from a resemblance, not how- She was not crying, but a .shiver ever very striking, which they weree shook her, and then left her' calm. .supposed to bear to a pair of rather She took her hands from her tape, and down-at-heel slippers. The white- raised her eyes to his with a grave washed house took its name from look of questioning. them. She was not one of those women It had been in the possssion, for the whom men, at a first meeting, called last two years, of an' Englishman, who, handsome. Amongst a group of other having come to the Azores as an in- girls, she might conceivably have been valid seeking for health, had not foirnd overlooked or unnoticed; and yet she that for which he sought, but had was, in her own dainty way, beautiful: stayed, because the place had suited There was no luxury of coloring, but him. His daughter kept house for him the delicately -modelled features were at the Chinelas; and in this. fact was perfect; her figure was slight, but the the explanation of Scarborough's inter- curves of it' were exquisitely propor- est in the message which had just tinned. She ' ha.. the daintiness of passed through his hands. . carved ivory. Hers was not the kind Scott broke suddenly into his media of beauty which compels instant atten• tations. tion; but'.it was the kind which wears "You haven't said whether you'll go well. In old age. she would still be with me to the circus to -night," he re- beautiful, when •the merely handsome, marked. Ho did not believe in leaving or the merely 'pretty, would have faded matters of real importance unsettled; to the merely commonplace. • Scarborough started. The cable- "Elsa," said Scarborough again. gram had coupled the word circus and "I have not given you the. right to danger. A coincidence, of course.' It call me that," she said. was surely impossible that it should "I came to -night to ask you to give be anything else, and yet Scarborough me the right." felt a,sudden misgiving, Was. danger ' She covered her face again. coming to Elsa Page? Oh, nonsense! "Don't, don't.!" she cried:. code messages often combine words` • He 'came closer to, her, drew her curiously. It was nothing but a rather hands away from her face and took one queer coincidence! of them in his, "Can't," he said.' "I'.ve promised to "Lea.; - I : love you.". • • play chess with Mr. Page to -night." "Don't!". she cri:d aga;n. Scott pursed up his lips, and.looked "What's the use of saying 'don't,' at his friend doubtfully. • when I do?" he asked, smiling; for she '"Oh,.ah! um! At the Chinelas!" he had not drawn her hand away.. - ' remarked slowly. "Do you care' mueh . "I Mean, don't saq it!" , for chess?" "Not when .it is the truth? Elsa, "Loathe it!" admitted Scarborough, will you be thy wife?" with a laugh. The • hand was drawn away now, "So 1 thought. And 'yet you play at slowly; but there was no hint 'of the C;hinelas.evcry second night or so, yielding in the voice, when she •an - Bit risky, isn't it?"a'.vered: . "What do you mean?"" . "No, Horace." g"Nothing. You know your own busi- He Jet he:'. bands fall, and stood for ess •best, of course. Miss Page is a a moment without speaking. He d'd nice girl; pretty too, but---" he broke not plead with:bee. He knew that she off. ' ' was not .one 'a; `n the sort who say o,' "But what?" demanded Scarborough, because they want to be persuaded to with a quick' flash of anger. o y..0 say.. 'yes.' • And even • had there been criticize her?." ' the least likelihood that pleading "No;," said. Scott, "I believe she as would make her change her mind, Hole nice a girl. as you think she is. And ace Scarborough would not have that's giving her high praise, you pleaded. He was not of. the kind who know plead. Scarborough waited a moment, and "You ca71 the by my Christian name,' then raid: ' to talk, even though he failed to in• terest. "There's a nice little girl who calls herself Mademoiselle Mona de la Mar, and does the bareback business— not like the pictures, but decently enough; and there's a very English, sent in the Hoheneollern during Cow. s looking cowboy who shoots glass halls week, and that the Meteor will be and things with very moderate success, 'Tisn't a bad show though, on the whole, and Val B. Montagu is beauti- ful." "What does he do?" Scarborough asked next. "Nothing in the ring. But lie runs the whole show none -the -less and, pre- vents breaches of the peace amongst his troupe. No easy job that, I gath- ered. They've been touring the Atlan- tic Islands and the West Coast of Afri- ca for a year and a half in a two -nun - died -ton schooner, and the clown has- n't murdered tIre ring -master yet, week. Then lie• turned to Scott. though Val B. seems to be very much "Our watch is over," he said. "I inclined to offer odds that he will very can hear Mason and Davitt coming to soon. Fine fellow, Val B! 'Took my rolieye us, You are going to the cir• whisky and soda with the air of con- cur?" Yes. Lct me book a seat for you?" "Yes, please; afternoon performance to -morrow, two seats," "Two seats!" echoed Scott. ."For yourself and---" "Miss Page," said Scarborough, and Scott laughed shortly. CHAPTER II. "I love him, and I have to lie to hire still.' "Well? Go op." 4 • "I don't like her father," said Scott, with decision. "Confound you, dill elle ever ask yo 1 to?" . "She Will ask !'ori to, it he b:.rcomen your, father-in-law," was tire retort. "And you won't be able to do it grace- fully. The man's a wrong -un, and you know it as well as I do." "I know nothing against him," said Scar',orough hotly, "nor do you." Scott nodded calmly.. "That's true," he` admitted, "nothing definite, that Is. But, like you, 'I've spent odd half hours in his company; not as many 'as you have,, but enough to make ,me back my opinion with perfect confidence. A man who shakes hands in the Way bhe does, for one thing, can't' possibly e straight. But don't lose your tern - per, old man. The daughter isn't the" father, and i'll admit that it's none of my business in any. caro. 'To change the' subject—look at the. recorder. There's something coming over, isn't. there?" Scarborough went to the instrument and read the message aloud: "Courier arrived in London this morning with important despatches from Berlin. it is officially auneunred that His Imperial Majesty will be pre - entered for the principal race." "Rather cryptic!" raid Scott. "What does it mean, in illain English?" - "It means," said Scarberouglh. "that his Imperial Majesty has thought it prudent to climb down, and that there is not going to be a European war after all." He sat down at the table and sent en to its destination this message which seemed to speak only of sport, but which would cause many an awe ions diplomat to sleep more easily that night than he had slept for a. ferning a favor on me, and was gra- •.iously pleased to say that he would 'cine over here on Tuesday to have •linger with me, if his children—that's chat he calls the troupe—did not need ails. i fancy he's nervous about the ,loe'n and the ring -master." "What's the' trouble between them?" eel Scarborough, more for the' sake f continuing the conversation than .ccause he cared. "Is it Mademoiselle ttm.24" " A lee tate, o anis le him. F to etre: looked i "On gravely. "On y She r The nig nothing, and mad suddenl "Will the circ Delgada Scarb cablegra feared f not tell spite of but owl "Why "You question hot tell "I beg :I will to two seat "Than added si father no Scarbo She wen stood wa She has leer fathe 'ing out longing young m :him tell. .him, might 11 been ash thing w secret in possible; a great which d love.. Two y and cap came su ;thing. S islands the wort lish just that the She ha ing with injustice for the fi would w' shad corn 'oung li that it w truth wo exile in real har But t cloud s Moreove knew, Ii from un' tented to .to have ofdaya •He ha into the nursing in profit of Her even. crl nothing t upon his It. w which di tellectua understa in spite caused h had been The fi her. faille failed, a operatic bankrup criminal junior p at the t his dao to secu but the a _legal Lisbon at horn his na Azores so long as the pulous the .ban asserte the fra ment h. in tines last" tw a point favor. commer ion of sidered .an inno he said presently. "You have neve e . Ther done that before: Why. do you 'do it now?" , • "May i not? You called me Elsa." "I was asking for the right to do so always. You will not giveme the right." "I will—Horace," she said slowly. He made . as though he would go to her again, but checked himself. IIe did not understand her, but her refusal of his offer had been definite. She must explain. She came and put a hand upon this shoulder, looking up into his eyes. "I' will not have ' you for' my hus- band," slhe said,. "but.I want you foe my friend. So I want to be allowed to call you Horace, and i want you to call m.e Elsa. Other people call me Miss'Page; bet I should likb to feel that to you I am Elsa -only Elsa—do you Wider - stand?" "Yes, I understand!" he said bitter- ly. "You are giving me one of the privileges Of a lover, and refusing all others. I understand all but your hro- tive. If you were a flirt, I could under- stand that too; but you are not. • Yeu are not tihe 'irl who offers an inch, and means an ell to be taken. Why do. you offer me the inch!' She shivered slightly, for the re- sentment in Ills voice hurt her. After a brief pause, she said: "Suppose it is because I hate to hear the name idles Page on your' lips! Sup- pose that every time .I hear it I feel a rush of shame, Won't you spare me that? Wouldn't you be wi,ting to take my inch?" "Though ham never to have the ell?" "'Though probably --you are never to have the ell." "Elsa," he cried, almost fiercely,' 'you say things which I find it bard to understand. You refuse me, and then qualify your refusal with a "probably'; you say that you feel a rush of shame when I call you by your father's name, and yotr ask to be only Elsa to me. What does it all mean?" "It means, Horace, that I want a friend," she answered simply. "Are you in a•.iy trouble?" He thought of the cablegram, and added— nor danger?" "I am in trouble. I don't think I am In danger." He came to her and took her hand again. "Forgive me," he said gently. "I'm a brute to bully you. I will ask no more questions. Tell me as much or as little as you like, but let me help you if I can." ett opposit Elsa waited, with a time. w the nec should vindica longer a thin stand. been that h for th to sco She. now, a tether' out in 4arkne that fi hands, "Har you tel to you, A gr and w father but sh "Yon said M to shif foot sh f.e brit every You at esBenti best c be an to pen describ "Hort and ad to the father' fertabl "Yes to do they of the a tray exclus partici vanees own 1 "Bu ,conve leaf think "Yo young