Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1886-11-24
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glad to get away.
Her manners were not pleasant TO-.
wards her depend ants. 5=..s5.
She stood still and opened the enyel-
0pe. Mary Fortescue and went on 3
little. Then I turned and looked back.
in time to see shade, or rather pal
lor cross her face. Then ahe smiled.
S. MARY, this is q nice surprise. Who
do you think IS comingP''
Mary evidently had some definite
idea, and that not pleasant one, for
she looked at her cousin with
frightened and rather pleading eyes.
professor Plowitz will be- here this
evening" said the Basilisk, with 4
laugh. which was among her most un-
pleasant efforts. 49,. I
Mary flushed, and then shrank away.
towards me.
IL am not at all glad to hear it," she
said; ''but it is nothing to me. /"
''My dear Mary, yon mustn't let Herr
Plowitz hear that sort of thing. It
would vex him deeply -
Mary Fortescue showed that in spite
of her calm and generally subdued
manner there were possibilities of re-
sistance, and even of assertion in her.
She looked very angry, and very dig
nified. =
81 beg you will not speak of him to
me in that way she said, and went
into the house.
"Come," said Miss Beaufoy, II will
play to you in the drawing-room.''
Whenever she had vexed her cousin,
she became gracious and pleasant to
me. Having close game to play I
smothered my feelings and went into
the house. -
'Who is Herr Plowitzp'' asked
carelessly. H.
A spiteful CLEAN shone in the
Basilisk's eyes.
= .''He is friend ofmy fathers, and 4
great admirer of Mary's. (.
Then she went on playing in her
favorite manner, talking, charmingly
enough, through the music.
Suddenly the door was hurriedly
opened, and Mr.. Beaufoy, looking agi-
tated and Hurried, stood on The
threshold with newspaper in his
hand.
Il want to speak to you, Giulia." he
said.
Every we'll, papa" she said playing
slowing, and making no sign of
moving.
''Here is something that will interest
you" said in a tone Of affected COM
posture.
i watched his face. 1t was full of
warning and anxiety. Their eyes
met. He looked at me. She nodded
reassuringly.
''Here is the account of the mar
rage of your cousin Henriette," he
said. "Read that
He handed her an Evening Standard,
folded small, and pointed to a para
graph with large heading. As she
read, he watched her with very
ar~;ous eyes, which wandered un-
easily to me.
livery interesting" she replied
calmly, putting the paper down on the
piano. ''And l have something to show
YOU. Here is telegram from
Plowitz.'
'.From Plowitz himself!'' He seized
the telegram with feverish haste.
The contrast between voice and
manner was suddenly lost.
The Basilisk lifted warning finger,
and he glanced at me and checked
himself.
From Dover, you see," she said
calmly.
A look of intense relief passed over
his face.
That's all. right" he said. H.
will be here by dinner-time.''
And so he left the room.
Miss Beaufoy made slight and gra-
cious apology to me for leaving me
so suddenly, and followed her father.
The paper lay on the piano. There
was the paragraph staring me in the
face. I drew the paper towards me,
and, playing softly leaned forward, and
read:
Extensive seizure of counterfeit
coin in Germany
1t appeared from the report that a
number of very ingeniously-made
counterfeit coins, with largo percent
age of gold in their composition, had
been put in circulation, and that the
day before, acting on clue, the police
had searched the lodgings of a Polish
student, and discovered a largo num-
Der of counterfeit twentY-mark pieces.
Some papers still smouldering spoke
of hurriedly-burnt correspondence, and
t 9 hasty flight of the occupant of the
room was testified by the fact that no
luggage had apparently been taken,
though the most scrutinizing search Of
the police failed to bring to light any
papers or clues to the mans connec'
tons.
Shortly before dinner, just as I was
going to dress, was surprised to hear
the sound of wheels outside. A cab
drew up at the door. As crossed the
hall to 20 up to my room, there stood
in the full light of the hall lamp man
closely muffled. but showing, distinctly
enough, long grey hair and grey
beard. He was Just being greeted by
Mr.. Beaufoy. On seeing me he sud.
denly drew his cloak over his face; but
on Mr.. Beaufoy whispering something
to him he dropped his arm, and looked
at me with a smile. No one was in the
hall except these two.
Dinner was a little late, and we watt
ed in the drawing-room for the appear
ance of the visitor.
At last he entered. MIR. Beaufoy
preceded him, and gave sort of gen"
eral introduction.
professor Plowitz."
The ladies greeted him as former
acquaintance.
.'Mr. Coplestone, q distinguished
musician, also," said Mr.. Beaufoy.
bowed and looked at the man be-
fore me. He was young, with short
black hair and small black moustache.
Who was the man with the grey hair
and the long beard? This verify was
puzzling question.
ITO BE CONTINUED.
An Over-worked Word.
Some of our able young journalists
are overworking the word .:lurid," we
thinE IT. is forn nfinr and tQkin0