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about him ?" "Nothing, sir. . You know the testiâ€" moRials you had with him. He seemed very glad to have the evening at libâ€" erty.. He only left his other place toâ€" day, and/he wanted to go home and spend the night with his family." _ "Could any one have got int FoOMs without your knowing? "And you say no one rooms since then?" "Not that I know of; "You are sure that. n ed as a cook has not t member, he‘s a Greek, all sorts of curious custe "Perfectly sure about six o‘clock he needn‘t come row morning, bec at the hotel toâ€"ni "Was there : / l with me into ‘mér;." he said, ."I four Aying just there. Didn‘t y Tom looked at him in "It wash‘t there half : sir; that I can swear to. "Why ?" "Because, I came in things ready forâ€"the ni [‘Bit may you not ha the létter?" "Impossible, sir. I re brushes had not been tak bag, and I have a distin putting them on the tray can swear there was 1 when I put them there He went back to and runz the bell. letter on "What "Don‘t He looked eagerly around the room, as if searching for some evidence of the identity of thg writer, but nothing was visible. Everything was in ordâ€" er; the bed was turned down, and his nightâ€"suit was laid out carefully. That was ‘Tom, Pollard‘s, work, and Tom prided hir\\xselt upon learning the duâ€" ties of a servant in record time. The day was Tuesday, and the letâ€" ter had suggested that he should be at the ruins of Athens on the Thursâ€" day night. He knew where the Temâ€" ple of Zeus was; he had noticed it 3 days previously. %&mined the writing closely. Evâ€" er fter was clear and well formed. At first, he believed the writing to be that of a man,‘ but he was not sure afterwards. Although he did not know why, it was suggestive of a woâ€" man, He became aware, too, of ,the suggestion of a scent. It was only a suggestibn, but he was sure he was not mistaken, It was delicate, and faint. It was peculiar too, and he had not met it before. Men, he knew, were not in the habit of scenting their staâ€" tionery. Unconsciously the picture of a garâ€" den came before his mind. He saw roses blooming and rare flowers grew in profusion. "There is a place among the ruins of the temples, shown to visitors as Mars‘ Hill. Many hundreds of years ago a man called Saul of Tarsus utterâ€" ed words of wisdom there, When the Greeks heard them, some mocked, some doubted, and others said, ‘We will hear thee again in this matter.‘ Near Mars‘ Hill are the ruins of the temple of Zeus. On Thursday night, at 9 o‘clock, there will be no moon, but light will shine on the fifth pillar furthest from the Acropolis." {John read through this communicaâ€" tion in wonder. When he had gone through it a second time, his heart beat a little faster than was its wont. "Athens is a very dangerou place. You are warned to bold no furthér communications with any one conâ€" nectgd with the press." ‘ ‘To this was added the . following eryptic sentence: \ ! He tore open the envelope carelessly read a few words, and then gave a sta.rtlof surprisew ’I\qe letter had no signature, no date, and no Adress. It Tan as follows: "Eome. moneyâ€"lender,\who thinks I may be hard up; or some tradesman, who walhts to Jetv me, I expect," he reflected. _ "This is better than I had at Salonâ€" ica," he reflected, as he went from room to room. "Hallo, what‘s this?" Lying on his dressingâ€"table, by the side of his hairâ€"brushes, lay a note addresesd as follows: "John Penrose, Esq., U.S.A. (?), d s Athens." The (words were written perfectly plainly, and, while there was someâ€" thing foreign in the formation of some Of the letters, it might ‘have been written by some one who had lived in England. ‘There was no indication on the envelope from whom it came, bu! the stationery was of a suberior qual ity. It was evident that John had deâ€" termined to make himself comfortable during his stay. The . rooms were furnished .. tastefully, almost. luxurâ€" jously. He had one apartment for his meals, another for a . sittingâ€"room, while three bedrooms were situated inâ€"close proximity, and the windows of| the diningâ€"room and sittingâ€"room looked out upon a quiet square. ‘The bedrooms were at‘ the back of the building. "I know, sir, and if I lived in Amerâ€" ica twenty years I should never be able to drop my Lancashipe." /b"No one called, I suppose?" "No,/sir. â€"I have .been here since €early in the aftérnoon putting things straight.‘! "That‘s all right.. T‘ll just have a look around, and see how the place looks now you have made it ready. ‘No, you needn‘t come with me." abode, which was only a short disâ€" tance from the . Hotel d‘Angleterre. He feund Tom Pollard in attendance. "Everything all right, Pollard?" "Champion!" replied ‘Tom. "That won‘t do, Pollard," and John laughedâ€"as he spoke; "champion‘s a Lancashire: word." (Continued From Last Week) the d letter he ith him. He seemed I thronged the streets and rode in their discovered Waterman to! be a spy, the evening at libâ€" / motors. He was not a connoisseur of | Tom had moved around the world his other place toâ€" I women‘s attire, but he felt instinctiveâ€" | with his eyes very wide open. He ed. to go home and | ly that this girl was not of them. She | had learnt to be ambitious too, and ith his family," | might be a servant who had donned | meant to make the most of his chanâ€" have got into these I her gayest and best attire for a fete; | ces. I found th I remember record tin the sitting written perfectly there was someâ€" formation of some right Chave been ‘wh nct mem night Tommy and the Maid of Athens nothing ou notic any? been pl looke lett and yet she did notâ€"look like a‘ser After a time his attention flagged, and he found himself studying the faces of the people, and reflecting on the beauty of the Greek girls. . They were different from the lasses in the mills at Brunford. ‘Their complexions were clearer, and their eyes brighter. "Etill there‘s not one of them that‘s fit to hold a candle to Alice," heâ€"said to himself. ‘"My word, don‘t I wish I could go and see her!" Tom was standing on the base of a great pillar; he was thus lifted someâ€" what above the rest of the people, and could command @ view of a great part of the building. in the elaborate ceremomial. Suill, he was interested, and although he could not understand a word of the service, he tried to follow it reverentâ€" ly. "This is not much like our chapel in Brunford," he reflected, as he enâ€" tered the lofty and gaily coloured building, . The architecture, however, appealed to him, while the tones of the great organ thrilled his musicâ€" loving soul. But he did not think that the atmosphere of the church was very devout. To Tom, who was a Puritan, there was something tawdry As Tom Pollard was passing down the street, he saw that an especially large crowd was making its way to Bne great cathedral. ‘Tom went in with the rest. ~ @ CHAPTER VI The next day Athens was enfete. Thousands Nof people thronged the churches in the morning, during which time the virtues and the mirâ€" acles of St. Sophia were enlarged upâ€" on. The picture of a beautiful young woman with a nimbus around her head was displayed, and was carried at the head of processions, and her virtues were chanted by sweetâ€"voiced singers. Stil "Does it mean anything, I wonder? be asked himself. "Anyhow, it‘s in teresting." 5 "It‘s a bit funny, sif. ‘The letter tells you you are in danger in Athens, and then it as good as asks you to go to a lonely place late at night." . ‘That‘s the one thing that puts me aticase. If the person who wrote that letter wished me any harm, wanted to do me harm, he or she wouldn‘t have told me I was in dang;r in Athens." . "Exactly, sir." â€" For, more than an hour the two men sat talking. Then John went to bed. Just as he was falling asleep, he heard some one singing, "Maid of Athens, ere we part, Give, O give me back my heart." "This is the letter, Pollard," and John read it aloud. "You‘ll go, of course, sir?" , "Yes," replied John, "I shall go." "It will be a bit risky, tl}q)ough.“ "We came here to take risks. This may mean something or nothing, but I will go. What‘s your impression of 1 not think "I say, Pollard, just take a look around the rooms, and then . com back to me again." Tom went into every room in the flat, and then returned. "Not a soul néar. sin" noth Still, you.‘ "What kind of people?" "Oh, there seemed nothing particuâ€" lar about them. But they tried to pump me about your wealth, and what part of the States you lived in, and all that sort of thing." "And you?" { "I was, very discreet, sit. I said nothing that any one could fasten on, Still, they semed awfully interested in ‘"What people?" 6 ‘People at the hotel, sir. As you know, I had to be constantly going along the corridor leading to your rooms, and as you told me to keep my eyes and ears open, I had no objection when people got talking with me, to "Shouldn‘t be surprised if we are, Several people during these last two days have asked me questions about you." y John switched off the light, and reâ€" turned to the sittingâ€"room. "Pollard," he said, "I believe we are getting. warm." Then John went to sleep thes I don‘t see how any one could th Ather s not one her Ath ently pret "I beg your pardon," strmmered Tom, "butâ€"butâ€"" Then he thought he saw a look of amusement tremble on her lips. ‘"You asked me to," he said boldly. "I/asked you to! when? Where?" "In the church; outside the church. I meant no harm." "Who are you? Where did you come from?" She still spoke peremptorily, but Tom felt there was no real anger in Her voice. He was beginning He was young, arde at that moment se "Why did you follow me?" she re peated. He understood her perfectly, but he could find no words to answer her. She was close to a rustic seat, and she stood erect before him as she spoke. Tom hesitated, but still followed. He was even yet under the influence of those laughing eyes. For a moment she whs\lost to his sight, and he quickened his footsteps to get near her again. \ Then he stopped s\uddenly. "Why do you follow me?" The words were spoken in French, which Tom, almost ever since his entrance into the army, had been learning, His stay in Salonica had enabled him to add greatly to his store of knowledge of that‘ language. ) A minute later she had entered a square, in the centre of which were gardens, filled . with . shady . trees. Around the square were large, costlyâ€" looking houses, ‘But she did not atâ€" tempt to entef any of the houses. Inâ€" stead, she moved towards the gardens, and followed a winding ‘path which led to a spot where the foliage was dense. "It appears as though I‘m going to take a walk into the country. My word, what would Alice say if she saw me? Stillâ€"" and he forgot Alice again, for, turning at‘a sharp right angle, she made her way westward as if with the intention of going into the city again. "Where is she \ leading me?" thought Tom. "Am I making a fool of myself? Still, T‘ll see where she goes. It will be fun, anyhow." For perhaps ten minutes she walkâ€" ed along the shady street towards the hills. Everything was, very bright that day. The sky was a perfect dome of blue; the air, though soft and balmy, was cooled\by the gentle breeze from the sea. ‘The trees which abounded were covered with foliage; . flowers bloomed in rich abundance. _ Athens, at that moment, seemed like a city of dreams. Tom felt as though a new element were at work in his lifeâ€"an clement which suggested mystery, romance, wonder. ‘There was no suggestion of Alice Lister in this Greek girl, . She was more ‘beautiful than he at first had realized. When she smiled,, it was not only her lips, but her. eyes, her whole being. Again it seemed to"him as though she beckoned him to follow her, and, regardless of consequences, he kept a few yards behind her as she walked across the square, and into the street which led to the hills to the left of the great ruins which looked down on the modern city of Athens. He looked eagerly around, . but could see her nowhere, He knew he was disappointed, although he would not admit it. Of course she was nothâ€" ing to him, and Alice was worth a thousand of her. He slowly_went down the cathedral steps. ‘Then his heart beat faster; for he saw her standing not far from the church, as if waiting for some one. By some strange fascination he made his way towards her; then ghe smiled at him again, and it was a‘smile to beâ€" wilder him. I By this ing out of gress was vestibule, crowd. ‘As to who I am," he said, "IL am ervant. I came here with _ Mr. in Penrose,", and he assumed. as 1 as he could an American accent. Who is Mr. John Penrose" As to that," said Tom, "T think bad better ask him." 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