n this matter. Scandal
easily could be avoided. The next day, at three o'clock, Alice and her
uncle would meet Sir Donald at his hotel, and she would tell all. Sir
Donald would return with Charles and the detectives.

Bidding the two good-night, Sir Donald, Charles, and the detectives
return at once to the hotel. Cautioning these sleuths still to shadow
this pair and report, Sir Donald and Charles join Esther, who, with the
sleeping Bessie in her arms, has been awaiting their return.

These talk over the probable facts of this strange romance, and agree
that whatever may have been her conduct, they will befriend Alice. The
poor girl doubtless suffered greatly. What sorrowful memories were
suggested by that sad face! All soon will be cleared. Oswald Langdon now
may return without shame. Esther's eyes are tearfully luminous; Charles
looks proudly expectant; over Sir Donald's fascinating features settles
a gravely wistful smile.

Triple content concentrates in mute benediction upon curly head of baby
tramp, dreaming unspeakable mysteries upon the arm of Esther.

CHAPTER XXIII

A STRANGE STORY

The appointed meeting takes place. Alice still is nervous.

Though her uncle had spoken most assuringly, she shrinks from the
ordeal. Only through repeated assurances, much prompting, and many
questions upon the part of Sir Donald is the strange story told.

"At the rustic seat on the river-bank, Oswald and I talked over my
troubles. I was overcome at thoughts of the dark outlook. Oswald tried
to comfort me. Perhaps our conduct was indiscreet, but I alone am to
blame."

Here Sir Donald's curiosity is quickened, but he refrains from question
or comment.

Hurriedly passing over this point, Alice tells of having suddenly risen
and stepped with suicidal intent toward the bank. "There was nothing any
longer in life for me. Oswald must have perceived my impulse, as he
sprang between me and the stream.

"Using some harsh language about Paul Lanier, I begged Oswald not to
forsake me. Just then a man came from behind a bush. Before time to
warn Oswald, a blade gleamed in the moonlight. At almost the same moment
I was stunned by a blow on the head, and lost all consciousness.

"After an indefinite period I felt confused sensations, and awoke as
from a horrible dream. Some time elapsed before surroundings could be
discerned. Objects seemed evasive and bewilderingly unreal. The low
ceiling swayed up and down, back and fort