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tery, and the prosy, matterâ€"ofâ€"fact things of the world were faâ€" in the " background of his life, It seemea to him that this girl‘s voice was as sweet as the falling water over a stony bed on a June night. Her presence filled the room with a, strange kind of charm. He was like Orpheus listenâ€" ing to the song of the sirens. "What was the use of your coming to Athens?" she went on, after a long silence. "You can do nothing; your enemies are wiser than you; they made their plans long in advance. Greece has helped Germany, not Engâ€" land." feet as he spoke. ‘"Why do you say that?" "I have lots of reasons," he repliedâ€"â€" "reasons which may not appeal to you; but I am perfectly sure thow are right." ©\‘For one thing, we are better men than they,"â€"replied John, "and we‘ve proved it. Better in mind, stronger in resource, and we‘ve more staying power." ; She laughed scornfully. "Ob, but it‘s true! We began this war heavily handicapped;/ it was sprung upon us suddenly when wo were unpreparedâ€"we never dreamed of such a thing., Yet. we have kept the Huns at bay for more than two years, anq-all the time we‘ve been gaining in strength and _ efficiency. Germany started out on her mission 0% murder with forty years of preparaâ€" tion behind her; she thought she was invincible. Yet think, we have « wept every vessel she has off the se# wo have crippled her finances; we have taken away all her colonies; we have blockaded her ports At the beginâ€" ning she thought she was going to get her way in a few weeks; now she sees her madness, and she is crying out for peace." "Germany‘s going to win this war," she went on; ‘" a few months more, and England will have lost her Emâ€" pire. Her Navy will be useless, her power destroyed. Germany will be master of Europe." ‘"Tell me what they are"â€"and John thought she spoke eagerly. Her words brought him back to reality again. He realized that he was there for a specific purpose. He was Captain John Penrose, the soldier. She spoke quietly, and without pasâ€" sion, but her voice seemed to carry conviction with it. It stung him. “‘Ohn her own terms," interjected the girl. j ‘Yes, and because she can‘t get them every act she committs is an act of despair,. and she knows it, and the world will soon know it. She thought she would rule the worn. by the sword, and now she sees tha. that same sword is pointing toward her own breast. Why, think of the battle of the Somme, which is now being {ought! She thought she had prepared fortifications which would. defy the devil and all his angels, and we are deâ€" molishing them; we are driving the Hun back yard by yard, mile by mile, and all the while the hearts of Britain and her Allies are growing more resoâ€" lute. Our policy is resolution; hers is desperation. I say, we are better men, better in heart, better in brain, and all the time we‘ve fought with . clean hands. That‘s one thing, but it is not the greatest thing. “This,‘{’ he replied, "and, mind you, whatever I have done in the past, whether I have played a part or notâ€" I am dead in earnest now. I believe in Almighty God, and I believe that right is stronger than might. Engâ€" land is lighting God‘s battles, so are her Allies. We are fighting for the sacredness of home, for humanity and for the world‘s welfare.. Why,, God could not let Germany win! If He did, He‘d give the world over to brute force, and devilry. Think what Gerâ€" many‘s victory would mean! Just remember what the Germans have done, in Belgium, in France, in Poâ€" land, in Serbiaâ€"done at the comâ€" mand of the German Government, arâ€" ranged for and planned by German officersâ€"and then think what they would do if they won!" "Then you think the Allies are in the right?" "What is the greatest thing?" and John thought her voice changed as she spoke. "I don‘t think anything «@bout it," replied John; "D am sure,. The inâ€" wardness of this war has revealed the fact that Germany is a nation of sciâ€" entific savages, of murderous barbarâ€" ians. That kind of thing may seem to prevail for a little while, but it can‘t in the long run. That is why the scales are turning, and that is why right‘s going to conquer. Why, think, here is Greece playing into German hands, and cutting her own throat by doing so! What has Germany ever done for Greece? How did Greece beâ€" come a nation, and who placed her present King on the throne? But for England, and France, and Russia, Greece would still be oppressed by the Turks. Everything your country has she owes to the nations which the Greek Government is betraying. Why, we are fighting more for Greece at this very moment than we are fightâ€" ing for ourslives. â€"If the Allies win, which they will, Greece will remain a nation, and gain in power; but if Gerâ€" ‘many should win, Greece will only be er.‘" en? Tak;z~ the map of Europe at the present moment, and who has the best of it ?". "There are a good many reasons to that," replied Johnâ€""answers which will become more and more apparent as time goes on. It may be that the Almighty wants to teach us all a lesâ€" "Never!" vassal state, a plaything of the Taisâ€" (Continued From ie n e se e e e he replied, starting to his Tommy andthe Maid of Athens Last Week) h s ie e e e se e e on um on John said this almost unonsciously. The girl‘s words, and more still her + presence dragged the words from him. "Tell me," he went on; "you woula not only be serving Greece, but huâ€" manity." son. Perhaps, in our wealth and prosâ€" perity, we‘ve forgotten Him, am1 have depended too much upon torce. ~But this I know: it‘s the ‘duty of every man who believes in right to strain every nerve to help us, and more than that, it‘s a thousand times the duty of every woman who believes in the saâ€" credness of womanhood, the sam :tity ofa home and the safety o. #sung girls, to fight them." "You ask me more than I can tell you, even if I would," he replied. ‘"I am only a humble soldier of His Majâ€" esty‘s Army, but we have no doubt about the ultimate issue." \ "But do you knowâ€"?" ‘‘Yes, do I know what?" " You do not understand Greece; you can‘t realize the thousand forces which are at work. What can a woâ€" man in Greece do?" ‘"She may be so placed that she can do a great deal," replied John. "It‘s a lie! Whyâ€"whyâ€"" Then, reâ€" membering herself, she laughed nerâ€" vously. "Of course, it‘s all nonsense," she said. Then turning quickly upon him again, she asked eagerly, ‘"What do you think your chances are, here in Greece? Do you think your .expediâ€" tion to Salonica will be a success, or a failure? What are your plans there?" "Because Germany‘s victory would mean the curse of women, and life would be a nightmare. The story of Belgium and of Armenia tells that. Why, when I was in Belgium, things were told me by Belgian women which made my blood run cold. And the woman who doesn‘t do her utmost to bring about Germany‘s downfall is either blind or untrue to the womanâ€" hood she should glory in. It is said that you, the Maid of Athens, have plotted with the Germans, that you, by some strange power that you posâ€" sessed, drove Venizelos out of power; that you have been playing into the hands of brutal savagery." John‘s mind was working rapidly now and he believed he saw something of the working of the mind of the girl with whom he had been so strangely brought into contact. _ ‘"Why?" The question was asked al most feverishly. The girl started to her feet as he spoke, her hands clenched, and again John saw that wondrous flash of her eyes through the slits of her mask. ‘‘Yes, but you don‘t realize the netâ€" work of agencies‘\which are everyâ€" whereâ€"everywhere. The Germans have been wise, and the English fools. The Kaiser has filled Athens with his agentsâ€"and they are working night and day, straining every nerve. They have captured both King and peasant â€"the Government is but a plaything in their hands. Had it not been forâ€" oh, you don‘t know the danger!" "Cyprus! What did the Greeks care for Cyprus when you were making terms with our hereditary enemy? But for thatâ€"‘" N\ ‘‘Yes, but for thatâ€"what?" ~"Don‘t you see? What was the Engâ€" lish offéer compared. with German promises ?" "Danger!‘" he said. "What is danâ€" ger to the woman who believes in duty? Greek women have done great things in the past; from the time of Helen of Troy down to the years they were oppressed by the » Turk, the Greek women have braved dangerâ€" aye, and death, for the sake of honor, and home, and the purity of the daughters of Greece. Even our own Englishwomen have scarcely a nobler history than the women of Greece. You now, you are young, and beauâ€" Gitulâ€" "How do you know? You never saw my face." § ‘"No, but I have seen your eyesâ€"I have heard your voiceâ€"I have felt your presence, â€"and there are such things as eyes of the soul." + Again there was a silence for a few seconds, while both remained standâ€" ing. § j "Ohb, if the English had no: been such fools!" she cried. ‘"How are they fools?" "Can‘t you see? Venizelos had the nation behind him. He had almost persuaded the King to join: the Enâ€" tente, and then Sir Edward Grey promised that territory to Bulgaria. Oh, the madness of it!" _ ; "But he offered the Greeks Cypâ€" rus." 3 "Of course Germany would promise anything, but what did she promise?" ‘Have you never heard of Albania â€"a country, a throne without a king? Was not Serbia a conquered country? Was not Montenegro in German hands?â€"and Sir Edward Grey, after trying to conciliate Bulgaria with Greek territory, offered us Cyprus!â€" a rock in the sea!l What wonder you lost Greek sympathy? What wonder the people turned against you? And nowâ€"" *"*Yesâ€"now?" & ‘"Why have thousands of Greek solâ€" diers surrendered to the Germans? Why is the Greek army against you? Why is it that even nowâ€"even while we are here toâ€"night!â€"but no, why should I tell you?" "Because you are a woman, and beâ€" cause you hate German barbarism! Because your soul revolts against the thought of Greece being made a slave state to a nation of savages." ‘"‘You spoke just now of daring," she flashed quickly upon him.. "What will you dare?" "For my country I will dare any thing." "Will you dare almost . certain death ?" "If there is a chance of doing good by it But I am not quite a fool. P will not fling away my life without reason." ‘"But if I tell you that a daring act on your part, a seemingly mad act perhaps, might lead to a discovery which might avert calamity, dis_ter John was silent for a moment. He knew by the ring of her voice that she was deeply moved, that she was not speaking idle words. "You say there would be a chanceâ€" ruin of doing what you ‘"Yesâ€"a chance, a fighting chance. But the risks would be frightful. Oh no, it would not be worth while! It would mean almost certain death,â€" andâ€""‘ f _ _That won‘t do," said John. L joinâ€" ed the army to take risks. If there is a chanceâ€"I say , how do you know all this?" "If I show you my face, will you forget it as soon as you‘ve seen it? she said. 4 For a moment John became suspicâ€" ious, doubtful. Who was the girl? He was entirely ignorant. Might she not be an emissary of the enemy? Might she not be leading him into some trap from. which he could not extricate himself ? 3 /‘‘Never mind how I know. Will you trust meâ€" implicitlyâ€"entirely?" "I‘d love to trust you"" he cried," but I don‘t know who you are." I don‘t promise that; but I‘m a beâ€" liever in faces. If I see yours, I shall knowâ€"a thousand things." For a moment she hesitated as if in doubt, then she began to undo the fastenings of her mask. Again John Penrose ceased to be a soldier who had come to Athens to disâ€" cover the enimies‘ plans. The spirit of mystery, of romance which pervaded everything had caused him to forget. He was a young man of twentyâ€"six again, and he was alone with some one 9# CHAPTER X say ?" The standard Ford Touring Car is now equipped with: who was an enigma to him. His heart beat rapidly, his breath came quickly. At that moment the sight of a girl‘s face was more to him than the secrets she might be able to tell him. It was not of some dangerous German plotâ€" tings he was thinking, but the face of the girl whose eyes he had seen as flames of light. "There," she said, as she pulled the mask aside. | John did not speak a word. He only looked, and continued to look. ‘"Have you ever seen me before?" ‘"No never." " How do you know?" "If I had, I should have known. I could never forget such a face. Nevâ€" er. You are more beautiful thanâ€" than even I had imagined." She began to put on the mask again ‘"No," protested John, " don‘t do Graham & Carton, Dealersâ€"â€"Weston that She threw the mask on the sofa by her side. John continued â€"to look steadily at her face, and for some seconds there was silence. "No," he said presently, " it is not possible." ‘"What is not possible?" "You could not be a proâ€"German, if you tried. You could not plot for Gerâ€" man victory; if you did,. everything would be a lie." ‘"Why do you say that?" "Becase you have ideals, and dream dreams, and see visions.‘" A look almost like pain passed aâ€" cross her features, and then she laughâ€" ed. "I understand that laugh," said John; "you are thinking how actions may believe words. But if you have plotted for Germany, it is elither through force of circumstances or beâ€" cause you have not thought. No womâ€" an with ideals, spiritual idealsâ€"such as yours are, could live to make might right." Her face became hard, and her feat ures set. "What is the use of struggling after the impossible? Why should a child seek to overthrow an immovable mountain? Besides, as I told you, Enâ€" gland has made everything impossible â€"England is mad, mad!" "And yet you love it," said John. "I love Englandâ€"Iâ€"I? Why do you say that?" "Else you would not have given me this intervie you would not have been so kinm me. You have pulled aside my mask. As you say. I wore it badly, and therefore did not deceive you. You have pulled aside your own too, and revealed the most wonderful face I ever saw. Tell me your name, will you? Why should I tell you my name?" "I know no reason why you should, except that I want to know. Do you ' 1. Oneâ€"man top with snapâ€"on curtain fasteners. Top ¢ envelope and pocket for curtains in the tonneau. 2. Glass windows in back of top. f 3. Sloping, double ventilating windshield. 4. Demountable rims. 5. Tire Carrier. ‘ 6. Nonâ€"skid rear tires. ‘ 7. Leather doorâ€"grips. | 8. Horn button mounted on top of steering column. 9. Upholstering greatly improved, and seating capacity rearranged to give greater riding comfort. 10. Improved steering control with radius rods . _ attached below front axle. . Electric starting and lighting equipment furnished if desired at additional cost. | Ana re spoke the LTUUN/As cae giri Ssat ; before him, under the ‘b}uz:e of the eâ€" lectric â€" light, the world of realities |ceased to be real; everything was roâ€" | mance, mystery. And yet her face was ‘not suggestive of the East; rather it was almost English. It is true the featâ€" | ures were clasical, and finely chiselled, while her hair and eyes were black [as raven‘s wing. But the face had an |Eng1ish look all the same; it made \John think of his old Cornish home | nestling among the trees, while away in the distance he could hear the murâ€" ]mur of the sea. But there was someâ€" ithing not English tooâ€"something \ which suggested an overleaping, of |barriers, a breakingâ€"down of convenâ€" tions. Here was a woman capable of ‘anything, everything. know, I can hardly believe that you are real; I am living in a land of enâ€" chantment. I seem like Aladdin with his wonderful lampâ€" nothing seems impossible." And John was young, the flush of his boyhood had not yet gone, even althoungh nature had given, him a wary mind. Two forces were fighting within him: one made him realize that he was a soldier, that he was in Athâ€" ens, the home of intrigue and plot, and that. he must serve his coutry; the other took him away into the realm of romance, where nothing mattered but love and happiness. For the moment, the latter was triumphant. He forgot that everything must be subservient to the discovery of that which puzzled his General, and which was possibly being plotted within the city, even while he sat there. She had thrown off her mask, and the voice which he heard did not call him to war. ‘‘Tell me your name,‘"‘ he repeated; "will you?" 1 "Why should. you know? No, it is better that you should not." But her eyes lost their hard look. "But you will tell me," he insisted. "Why should I?" "Because I want to remember it, when I am away from here. Becauseâ€" no, I can‘t give you any reasons. They are all summed up in my desire to know." "What ought I to be called?" and John thought he saw laughter in her eyes, he was not sure that there was not coquetry. "If you were an English girl," he said, "you ought to be called by the most beautiful name we have in Engâ€" land, you ought to be‘ called Mary. That name makes one think of beautiâ€" ful things: of home, of love, of service, andâ€"andâ€"of the mother of our Lord. But you are not English, even although you remind me of England. You are the spirit of Greek idealism, of all that is best in the country which has shapâ€" ed and moulded the thought and life Announcement e girl sat of the West. You ought to be called Athene." A flush came to the girl‘s face. Then she said, with a laugh. ‘"Let it be that, then." D. I wore a mast, and that you had pul® led it aside. You said that my name was John Penrose, and that I was borne in the year 1890. If that is so, I am only twentyâ€"six years o. age. You said, too, that I was borne in Cornwall; and the Cornish are Celts. Celts are imaginative rather than philosophical. They are governed more by their hearts than by intellects. It is said, too, that they have the gift of the seâ€" cond sight, that they have a vision which pierces things material and sees into realities beyond." "I see that somehow your life is linked to mine, and in spite of yourâ€" self you are going to help me to fulfil my life‘s destiny. I don‘t know how it is but you have created a new atmosâ€" phere for me. I am thinking of thing® which. were unkown to me before." For a second their eyes met: hers, black and flashing like flames of light; his, quiet, grey, but with a wonderful depth of meaning in them. His heart became a wild tumult. "I say!" he cried, we have met in a wonderful way, haven‘t we? This talk of ours is changing the purposes of our lives. Life will never be the same to me again." At that moment the bells of a disâ€" tant church began to chime and the girl started to her. feet. "‘This is madnessâ€"madness. And Motor Sales and Machinery Co., Limited PORT CREDIT â€" PHONE 130 In All Sizes, also Putty and Glazing Points ALL GLAZING ORDERS PROMPTLY FILLED FOR THE BUILDING SEASON td «32 MAGR M ,A' A Cooam, Pmb Y ies rrrrA09 0 _ _ «ons Colored and Figured Glass to order. â€"â€"Oh the world is mad‘‘ "It is," said John."While we are here big guns are booming, great armies are in their deathâ€"struggle. the whole of Europe is a Bedlam; but right must conquer." "Listen!" and her voice became tense, "We are like Nero in the burnâ€" ing city. You said just now that you would dare aqy‘thix1g for your country. You said, too,‘ that you could not trust mie until you had seen my face. NOW y;u haveâ€"seen it, do you trust me?" 7 ‘¥es,"* said John; "you. could not betray me if you would. It is not in vour nature to do so." “Yes;' he said, "I will trust you, without question, without reserve." "You will do what I tell you, withâ€" out question, without reserve?" John hesitated a second. The old feeling of caution was strong within him again. He felt as though he must walk warily. Then he looked into the eirl‘s eyes. A long silence â€" followed seemed like one in doubt quivered, and into, her. eV look of haunting fear. "How do you i{now I wil not beâ€" tray you?" < "Â¥ou could not," he replied simply. "But it may mean death. It will be like walking on the edge®of a sword across horrible chasm. I tell you, you don‘t know!" «Whatâ€"don‘t I know?. § Again she was silent for a few secâ€" onds, then, turning sharply towards him. she said: ‘"What do you suspect concerning Greece "I suspect this, he replied. "and will you please put me right if I am wrong. Greece is hypnotized by German inâ€" fluence; she owes her liberty, her freedom from Turkey, her very life, to the Entente. But the King was educaâ€" ted in Berlin, his mind is filled with (To Be Continued) followed. The â€" girl in doubt. Her lips o her. eyes came a 9n FAGE THREE® Cah SQ