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WEDNESDAY. MARCH 29. THE DA Y OF DA YS PROLOGUE. “It breaks the speed limit to ■mithereens.’’ That’s a candid opinion about this story. There may have been swifter tales, but not re cently. It’s an aeroplane of a yarn, moving so fast that you lose your breath while you fol low it. But you don’t need any breath, anyway, because you forget about respiration with your eyes on reading of this kind. Every man has his day of days. Yours may have come and you may be swimming in the full tide of fortune. If so, read how P. Sybarite found his. If your own ship is still In the offing, you will enjoy learning how the little spunky red headed bookkeeper won a fortune and an heiress, foiled all his enemies and had some of the most amazing adven tures ever penned—all in less time than it takes the hour hand to round the clock dial twice. (Continued from Yesterday) “She didn’t disappear, really. She’s been staying with friends—told me a*, herself. That’s all the foundation the paper had for Its story.” “Of course,” P. Sybarite aaid me chanically. “And she told you she meant to marry Bayard Shaynon!” “She said she'd promised. And that,” the boy broke out, “was wbat drove me crazy. He's-he's—well, you know what he Is.” "His father’s son,” said P. Sybarite gloomily. “He was there tonight—the old man too. And, after what Marian had told me, I just couldn't trust myself to meet or speak to either of them. So I bolted back here, took a stiff drink, changed from costume to these clothes and weg* out to make a besotted ass of myself. Naturally I aimed for Dutch House. And there the first thing I noticed when I went In was «ld Shaynon sitting at the same table you took. I spoke to him, but be Wouldn't recognize me—simply glared. Presently Red November came in. and they went upstairs together. So I stuck around, hoping to get hold of Red and make him drunk enough to tulk. Curiously enough, when Shfl.v non left Red came directly to my table and sat down. But by that time I'd had some champagne on top of whis ky. and when he tried to lnslat on my drinking more I got scared, feeling what I'd had as much as I did.” “There’s some sort of shenanigan brewing or my first name's Peter, the same as yours—which I wish It was so. Be quiet a bit and leave me think.” For a little while P. Sybarite sat pon dering with vacant eyes. “What time does this Hadley-Owen party break up?” “Not till daylight.” “That settles it I’m going. You say you've got a costume of some sort here? I’ll borrow It.” “Heaven knows you're welcome, but”— “But what?" "You have no Invitation.” Rising, P. Sybarite smiled loftily. “Don’t worry about that I’ve an open sesame In my pocket to cajole almost any door in New York." **•»*• • Late enough In all conscience was the last guest to arrive for the Hadley Owen masquerade. Already town cars, carriages and private busses were being called for and departing with their share of the more seasoned and sober sided revel ers. More and more frequently the ele vators. empty but for their attendants, were flying up to the famous ballroom floor of the Bizarre, to descend heavy laden with languid, laughing parties of gayly costumed ladles and no less brilliantly attired gentlemen prince and pauper, empress and shephei%ess cavalier and monk, milkmaid and mountebank; all veary yet reluctanl in tbelr going. And at this hour a smallish gentle man, in an old style Inverness ofern coat that cloaked him to his ankles, with an opera hat set jauntily ft wee bit askew on his bead, a mask of crimson silk covering bis face from brows to Ups, slipped silently like some sly. sinister shadow, through the Fifth avenue portals of the Biaarre. All the cars were still at the top. ac cording to the bronze arrows of their telltale dials. The late arrival held up patiently, but. after an Instant’s de liberation. doffed his hat, crushed It flat, slipped out of his voluminous cloak and beckoned a liveried attend ant. In the costume thus disclosed he cut an Impish figure. "Satan on the half shell," Peter Kenny had christened him. A dress coat of black satin fitted P. Sybarite more neatly than him for whom It had been made. I* or bouton niere he wore a smoldering ember—so trup an Imitation that at first he him- By LOUIS JOSEPH VANCE self i> i • ■! ■ ■ Literally to crown nil. tils ruby I win* twisted upwind from ouch temi In n cornu ted fnidtlnu tlint win* nn> vividly picturesque. "here." lie said, surrendering li t and coat to the servitor before the lat ter could remonstrate, "Hike and die tlyse for me. please. I shan't lie golng for some time yet." '•Sorry, sir. but the clonk room down 'prp's closed, sir. You’ll have to check them on the ballroom floor." "No matter.” said the little man. and. groping In a pocket, he produced a dol lar bill and tendered It to ready (In gers, "you keep ’em for me down here It’ll mre time when I'm ready to go." “Very good. sir. Thank you.” And P. Sybarite ascended to the ballroom Pausing in the anteroom, he strnd an artificial pose on his high red heel and stroked thin, satiric lips with Blen der fingers, reviewing the crush with eyes that glinted light hearted malice through the scarlet vizor; seeking a certain one and finding her not aimin'.' these many about him—their gay ex otic trappings half hidden beneatl wraps of modern convention they had assumed against Impending departure. CHAPTER X. Such Stuff as Plots Are Made Of. TURNING to one side. P. Syba rite began to pick a slow way through the press, and so presently he found himself shoulder to shoulder with elderly and pompous Respectability In a furred greatcoat, who. all ready for the street with shining topper poised at breast level, had delayed his going for an In stant's guarded confabulation with a I Saw at Hia Elbow a Small, Attentive Body. youngish man conspicuous in this, ttw he was in simple evening dress. Their backs were toward P. Sybarite. Little enough he profited by his opei eavesdropping: wbat he heard was scarcely Illuminating when applied to the puzzle that haunted him. “She won't—that’s flat." Respectabl! tty's companion announced in a sillier voice. By the tone of this last Beelzebub knew that it issued from an ugly twist ,ed mouth. “But,” Respectability insisted hear Jly, “you’re sure you’ve done your best to persuade her?” “She won't listen to reason.” “Well—everything’s arranged. You have me to thank for that.” “Oh,” sneered the younger man, “you've done a lot. you have!" And then, moving to give way to an other making toward the elevators. Brian Shaynon discovered at his elbow that small attentive body In sinister scarlet and black. “Well met!” P. Sybarite saluted him gayly. “Are you Indeed off so early upon my business?” “Who the devil are you?” Shaynon demanded so stormlly that hends turn ed curiously bis wuy. “I demand to Htnow. Remove that mask. Imperti nent”— "Mask?” purred Beelzebub In a tone of wonder. “I wear no mask.’’ "No mask!” stammered the older man, confused. "Nay, 1 am frankly what I am—old evil's self.” P. Sybarite explained blandly. "But you, Brian Shaynon. yon go always mssked, waking or sleeping. Hypocrisy’s your lifelong mask. You see the distinction, old servant?” Beelzebub laughed provoklngly and deftly wormed his way through the press to the dancing floor Itself. As for the younger man—he of the ugly, twisted mouth—P. Sybarite was content to bold him In reserve to be dealt with later at bis leisure. For the present bis business pressed with the waning night On the famous floor twelve score couples swung sod swayed te the In toxlcatlng rhythms of an unseen or cbestra. Searching narrowly each fair face that flashed past In another’s arms, be waited with seeming patience. A ran corous discontent gnawed at bis fata ished heart But of a sudden he forgot self pity and vain repining In the discovery of the one particular woman swinging dizzily past In the arms of an incroy able, whose giddy plumage served onlj te render the more striking her ei pulslte fairness and the fine 'simplicity of her costume. For she was all In the black and white uniform of a Itlesslngton shop girl, black skirt and blouse, stocking' and pumps, relieved h.v showy linen at throat and wrists, with at waist the white patch of her tln.v lace and linen apron. Her gaze veered to his silent slid aloof figure, and for an Instant hi' eyes held hers At once, to Ills con sternntlon. the hot blood stained her lovely face from throat to brow. Then, nodding with an air of friend ly dtllldenee. she flashed him a strange perplexing smile and was swept on and away. For a thought he checked his breath In stupefaction Had she. then, recog nlzed him? Was It possible that her In tuition had been keen enough to pierce his disguise, visor and all? Rut the next moment he could have sworn In chagrined appreciation of hi colossal stupidity Of course! lib costume was that worn by Peter Ken ny earlier In the evening. So. after all. her emotion had beer due solely to embarrassment and re grot for the pain she had caused pool Peter by refusing his offer of mnr rtnge! In good time the music ended, and near a great, high window wide to the night the breathless shop girl had drop ped Into a ehnlr. At Beelzebub's approach the" tneroy able, perhaps mindful of obligations tn another quarter, bowed and moved otr. leaving the field temporarily quite clear. She greeted him with a faint recur renee of her former blush. “Why. Peter!” she cried, and so set the sesl of confirmation on his surmise as to her misapprehension. "1 was won dering what had become of you Thought you must have gone home." "Peter did go home," P. Sybarite af firmed. bending over her hand. “You—you’re not Peter Kenny?" “No more than yon are Molly Lea sing.” “Molly Lessing! What do you know? Who can you be? Why are you masked?" "Is It permitted?” be asked, taking the tiny printed card of dance engage ments that dangled from her fingers by its silken thong. His lips hardened as he read the In ltials penciled opposite the last dance; they were “B 8." “Bayard Shaynon?” he queried. She assented with a nod, her brows gathering. Coolly, with the miniature pencil at tached to the card, he changed the small, faint B to a large, black P strengthened the S to correspond and added to that “ybarlte;” then, with a bow, returned the card. “You-Mr. Sybarite!" “I, Miss Rlesslngton.” “But—oh. Incredible!” she cried. “I can't believe you.” Facing her, be lifted his scarlet vizor, meeting her stare with his wistful and diffident smile. “Miss Blesslngton,” he pursued serl •usly, “If you have patience to listen to what I’ve been through since we parted In Thirty-eighth street”— En couraged by her silence, be told her of the night's hapiienlngs. “And all. It appears, that 1 might come at last to beg a favor of you. .1 am about to transgress your privacy with a ques tlon—two. tn fact Will you tell me. please. In confidence why you refused my cousin. Peter Kenny, when be ask ed you to marry him?” Coloring, she met Ida eyea honestly. “Because— Why, It was so utterly absurd. He’s only u boy. Besides, I don’t care for him—that way.” “You care for some one else—‘that way? 1 " “Tes,” said the girl softly, averting her face. “Is It Mr. Bayard Shaynon?’’ “No," she replied after a perceptible pause. “But yon have promised to marry him 1" "It was my father’s wish.” “And yet—you don’t like him?” Looking steadily before her, the girl said tensely, “1 loathe him.” "Then," cried P. Sybarite In a Joyful voice, "I may tell you something. You needn't marry him.” She tamed startled eyes to ble. In credulous. “Need not?" “1 should have said cannot” Through the loud hum of voices that, filling the room, had furnished u cover for their conversation, sounded the opening hart of music for the final dance. The girl rose suddenly, eyes Ilk* stars aflame In a face of enow. “This way," said P Sybarite, Indi cating the wide window near by. Immediately Marian Bleaelngton slipped through the hangings, and, turning, beckoned P. Sybarite to fol low to the balcony. "There’s no one here,” she an nounced in accents tremulous with ex citement when he Joined her. "Now —now tell me what you mean I" “One moment,’’ be warned her gent ly, turning back to face the opening Just as It was darkened by another figure. The man with the twisted mouth (tood there, peering blindly Into the aemlobscurity (To Be Continued Tomorrow.) “I SAW IT IN THE HERALD” fHE AUGUSTA HERALD. AUGUSTA, GA. Alleged Calhoun Slayer Will Be Brought Back Sensational Case Expected to Be Cleared Up By His Confession. .. Calhoun, Gs.—Charles Clmpmnn. who ! la wanted here for alleged complicity In the mysterious murder of Sid Chap man, la now under nrreat In I>ade coun ty mid will he brought to Chatta nooga tonight, where Sheriff laind. of Gordon, will take him In charge. This la the newa received here and It mark.* an Important development In the j acnautlonal murder of last Saturday. It la believed that Charles Chap man la the inlawing link and that a confeaalon from him will clear up the deep myatery that ao far has sur rounded the ease. The two women In Jail here atlll reflate to admit that they have any connection kith the crime. Mrs. Starnes, a gray-halred woman of nearly 60, presents a pathetic spec tacle behind the bnrs ns she tearfully insists that she Is Innocent. When her daughter. Miss Mary Starnes, of Chattanooga, visited her thle morn ing she broke down completely. “Mary," she said, "they are going to hang me nnd I am Innocent, but when you sec me on the gallows with the rope around my neck retnembet that 1 never took the life of my brother, Sid." The young womnn prisoner sayt little and aprnds all her time attend ing her little 7-mnnthg-eld baby. STUBBORN, ANNOYING COUGHS CURED. "My husband had a cough for fifteen years and my son for eight years. 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