tion.

"He is progressing splendidly, Doctor," Professor Maxon had said. "It
will be but a matter of a day or so when I can introduce him to
Virginia, but we must be careful that she has no inkling of his origin
until mutual affection has gained a sure foothold between them."

"And if that should not occur?" questioned von Horn.

"I should prefer that they mated voluntarily," replied the professor,
the strange gleam leaping to his eyes at the suggestion of possible
antagonism to his cherished plan, "but if not, then they shall be
compelled by the force of my authority--they both belong to me, body
and soul."

"You will wait for the final consummation of your desires until you
return with them to civilization, I presume," said von Horn.

"And why?" returned the professor. "I can wed them here myself--it
would be the surer way--yes, that is what I shall do."

It was this determination on the part of Professor Maxon that decided
von Horn to act at once. Further, it lent a reasonable justification
for his purposed act.

Shortly after their talk the older man left the workshop, and von Horn
took the opportunity to inaugurate the second move of his campaign.
Number Thirteen was sitting near a window which let upon the inner
court, busy with the rudiments of written English. Von Horn approached
him.

"You are getting along nicely, Jack," he said kindly, looking over the
other's shoulder and using the name which had been adopted at his
suggestion to lend a more human tone to their relations with the
nameless man.

"Yes," replied the other, looking up with a smile. "Professor Maxon
says that in another day or two I may come and live in his own house,
and again meet his beautiful daughter. It seems almost too good to be
true that I shall actually live under the same roof with her and see
her every day--sit at the same table with her--and walk with her among
the beautiful trees and flowers that witnessed our first meeting. I
wonder if she will remember me. I wonder if she will be as glad to see
me again as I shall be to see her."

"Jack," said von Horn, sadly, "I am afraid there is a terrible and
disappointing awakening for you. It grieves me that it should be so,
but it seems only fair to tell you, what Professor Maxon either does
not know or has forgotten, that his daughter will not look with
pleasure upon you when she learns your origin.

"You are not as other men. You are but the accident of a laborator