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sorcery and Everhard ‘An amende. In my mind I dishonored you by deeming you his like, by conceiving your fight with Levasseur a fight between jackals. On my knees, monsieur, I im- vlore you to forgive me.” SI a smile broke on his lips, irradiating the light-blue eyes that looked so odd in that tawny face.. “Why, child,” said he, “it might be hard to forgive you the stupidity of having Captain Blood looked down at her, andy~thought otherwise.”” Ser SORCERYand EVERE A FOUR-PART STORY PART IH Author of “Bluffed,” “Sir Galahad and the Bacar a The first part of the story briefly retold in story form. fe [HE report that I, Don Everhard, had been murdered in Pittsburg reached me while I was looking for Hurgronje in San Francisco. Hur- gronje was a magician who had used his “magic” to murder my friend Madame Kraschenin and steal her jewels. I had recovered the jewels; now I was playing my cards craftily to “‘get’”? Hurgronje while e still believed I had been murdered by one of*his gang. My quest brought me into the apartment of a foppish crook, ‘‘Lord Bob” Calversley. I sat there alone about midnight when Zoronna Symondi, Sorceress, rushed in. Zoronna was in trouble. She appealed to me for help. I knew her anxiety was caused by something <oncerning Hurgronje, for he had her, like many | CHAPTER III ORD BOB came ‘home the next morning with a bullet-hole in his shoulder and a grin on his t face. He insisted that I give the injured shoulder attention, mentioning that he did not like doctors—they being supposed to report to the police every sus- picious injury they attend. so over an’ over. ~I went with her in a She was bewitchingly other women, in his power. limousine to her apartment. pretty, truly a sorceress, I had no sooner arrived than the door-bell rang. I slipped behind a screen and one of Zoronna’s lovers, Remy Cantello, entered- His conversation with Zoronna was that of a lover crazed by jealousy.. He embraced her, and when she pushed him aside the screen fell, I faced Remy with my coat and hat pulled about my face and a gun in each hand. I went through Remy’s pockets and took much jewelry, pretending that I was a burglar. I forced Zoronna to bind Remy, and I bound and gagged Zoronna, but lightly. Then I left the room. ‘A nice clean scratch,” he called it. “A steel-nose rifle-bullet—thoughtful of the fellow, wasn’t it? Cauterized my wound an’ didn’t touch a bone.” With a little assistance from me he quickly got to speaking of Zoronna; and presently he blurted out these words: “T’m a fool, Don. But I love her. She doesn’t know—though I’ve told her It can’t be helped, EOMIGdoOo <SEiGO