The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-10-25

passed. and he found himself continually re
lapsing into vacant silence as he mentally timed
the stroke of the engines or measured the seem
ingly endless distance between the ship and the
French coast When at last Boulogne harbor
came in sight he was fain to bolt away from his
friends, and take up a position in the bows
From that point of vantage he deserted to his re
lief the smoke OF a steamer within the harbor
A moment later he learned from one of the crew
that the Louise Dagmar, after one OF the best
passages on record was in nearly five minutes
before her time.
Bartlett never quite knew how he got on
board the other steamer, still less what excuses
he made to his party for this second desertion.
All he clearly remembered was his arrival. per
spring and breathless, board the Folkestone
boat about half minute before she cast off.
1t was hardly o'clock when he found himself
jumping on shore again in Folkestone haroor In
the meantime, he had planned his next opera
tions very carefully. The first step was to drive
to the police station and obtain the assistance of
an Inspector and constable in plain clothes Inc
three alighted just before they came in sight OF
Virginia House After sending the constable
round to watch the house from the back, Bart
lett and the inspector advanced to the front door
Contrary to custom, it shut, but Bartlett
had a latch-key in his pocket, aud they effected
an entrance without difficulty or noise. They at
once became aware of large pile of luggage III
the hall portmanteaus trunks and packing
cases being heaped up indiscrimnately; So on
seeing this. the inspector changed his plan OF
operations. Upon a sign from him. they retired
cautiously closing the door again noiselessly be-
hind them, and took up their position in a mar
row side street Immediately adjoining
They were none too soon. Scarcely were
they out of sight, when Walters drove
up in a large roomy fly. He led the
way into the house, and Twas soon busily en-
gagged with the help of the lyman, in removing
what Bartletts companion spoke of as the
swag." As the boxes and portmanteaus mounted
up, Bartlett became inpatient but still the in
spector bided his time. At last, Mr.. Romney-
Romney appeared on the steps, arrayed in a
travelling suit of fashionable cut, and carrying a
rather pretty travelling bag which Bartlett
recognized as his own. Then, at given signal,
the two policemen darted forward and, just as
he was directing the coachman to drive to
"Shornciffe station-Dover side, Mr. Romney-
Ramney found himself, with his confederate, in
the grasp of the law.
An hour or two later the cook and housekeeper
came back in state of considerable agitation.
They had been escorted down to Sandgate by
the affable Mr. Walters, who, after sitting them
down to a lunch at a small inn, had suddenly left
them to speak to friend who was passing down
the street. and had forgotten to return They
assisted Bartlett to unpack Mr.. Romney Rom
ney's luggage
Miss Kate is now Mrs. Bartlett, but Miss
Williams is still unmarried, though, from her
attitude toward one two gentlemen boarders,
there is reason to suppose that she is not iIcon-
solable for the loss of Mr. Romney -Romney