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48 A PLAIN TALK. fel George was silent. He understood that behind the icy calm of this address there lay a threat; un- derstood, too, that the threat was leveled not at the official, but at the man who had been initiated into the secrets of a past which Raven had probably be- leved long buried and forgotten, and which now started up, phantom-like, before his eyes. Painful as it might be, the remembrance had not power to move the baron for more than an instant. As he rose from his chair, and slightly waved his hand in token of dismissal, the old unapproachable haughti- ness marked his bearing. ; “You are warned now. .That which has passed shall be overlooked, considered asa hasty error. That which you may doin future will be done at your own risk and peril.” George bowed in silence, and left the room. He felt now, as he had often felt before, that Dr. Brun- now had been right in warning him against the almost magic influence exercised by Raven over all who came in contact with him. The young man, after the weighty disclosures which had been made to him, had felt he was en- titled to look down from a lofty height on the traitor and the renegade; but the power todo so had gone from him as he re-entered the charmed circle surrounding that master-mind. Disdain could not hold its own before those eyes which so impera- tively demanded obedience and compelled respect; it glanced off scathless from the man who carried his guilty head with so high and proud a mien, as though he recognized no judge over him or his actions. Little as George allowed himself to be affected by the exalted position and imperious bearing of his superior, just as little could he escape the spell of that chief’s intellectual ascendency. And yet he knew that sooner or later a struggle must come be- tween himself and the baron, who held in his hands Gabrielle’s future, and, consequently, all his own chances of happiness. The secret could not be kept ae must give way. Remember that, Mr. Winter-— Gomicbooks (E(0)