St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1888-12-16

! or Mrs. Carnegie, only Jack S suspicious
took a somewhat different direction
| from the widows. When the gentle
J men moved off to the drawing room,
the master of the house called Thomp-
| son, his trusty butler. on one side. and
| interrogated him closely as to Mr.. TwiZ-
! Zleton'S appearance on his arrival. The
| butler no sooner gathered that his mas
! ter was perpleXed about his new guest
| then he proceeded to unburden his own
mind.
Beg pardon, SIR" he said, 'but do |
understand as you think there is some
mistake about Mr. TwiZZleton?"
He is not at all the sort of gentleman
expected to see. Thompson. But why
| do you ask?''
Because see some things. sir, when
Twas unpacking this portmanteau that
don't Ike the looks of at ALL"
What sort of things?" inquired
Hardup.
well. sir, p'raps as the gentlemen
are all in the drawing room now, you
wouldn't mind stepping up stairs and
seeing for yourself. | can lay my hand
on 'em in moment"
Jack reflected an instant, hesitating
between the obligations of hospitality
and anxiety to get to the bottom of the
TwiZzIeton mystery. The latter motive
prevailed, and he accordingly hurried
up to Mr. TwiZzleton's apartment, fol-
lowed by the butler. Thompson at
once produced two black leather cases.
Opening the first. Hardup found it to
contain several mysterious looking in
struments Of the nature and purpose of
which he was ignorant. In the second,
however, he was startled to find pair
OF deSperate-lOokiDg knives, with long
blades highly polished, and as keen as
razors. The very sight of them made
Jacks blood run cold.
well, Thompson" he said, more
puzzled than ever, what do you make
of these?'
"'Taint for me to say, sir,p replied
the butler; 'but | nope they don't
mean murder-that's all -
Murder! What do you mean?"
''Well. sir, if. as you say, you have
your doubts about this gentleman being
Mr.. TwiZzleton, all | can say is that
some of these burglars and gentlemen
sharpers have precious artful ways of
gettin' into folks houses, and if those
tools Thompson pointed to the first
casel amt part of burglars stock-in-
trade, I'm ~
Nonsense, thompson interrupted
his master. you've got burglary Oh
the brain. Put the things back and say
nothing more about it"
With that Hardup made his way back
to the drawing room, feeling rather
guilty. He found that Mr.. TwizzIeton
was not in the room. Nor was Mrs.
Hardup. Jack was told that TwizZleton
had earnestly begged for five minutes
conversation with his hostess, and that
they had gone together into the library
Ia
busily discussing the mysterious
stranger.
II don't believe his face is made up
at all" said one lady. II could see
wrinkles distinctly, and l. am sure he
never hired such bald head as that"
MY impression is that the whole
thing is jokelof Reggie Bunkum's,"
observed Mrs. Carnegie, adhering to
her previous theory.
''f believe" said Fred Jarvis, ''that it
is Reggie's friend, and that he has gone
out Of his head. have heard of cases
where fellows have played the fool in
this way until they have come to believe
that they are somebody else"
AT that instant piercing shrek re-
sounded through the house from the
library, causing the guests to look at
one another with horrible glances. Fol-
lowed by Mr.. Jarvis and the rest of the
gentlemen, Hardup hurried away in the
direction of the disturbance. Opening
the library door, they found Mrs.
Hardup, to all appearance, half faint
ing with terror. and clmging to the bell
pull, while Mr.. Twizzleton stood be-
tween her and the door. evidently
scarcely less agitated.
"Oh, hold him! hold him." shrieked
the lady, Hes mad, He is going 10
murder mew
There was certainly some reason for
alarm, for on the table lay a case of
weapons scarcely less formidable than
those llardup had seen upstairs.
''What is the meaning of this, sir?''
cried Jack, while two or three gentle
men cautiously surrounded Mr.. Twzzle-
ton.
"Niy dear sir" replied the stranger,
hopping the Precipitation from his brow
with red silk handkerchief, I'm as
much at loss TO understand matters as
Yourself desired to see your good
lady in order to demonstrate on her i'm
prudence in not taking more care of
himself. On my producing my instru-
mentS for the purpose of making an eX-
animation and asking TO see her leg. she
at once fell into the state of agitation
WHICH you perceive"
Either You must be out of your
mind. Mr.. TwIZzleton," exclaimed
liardup, angrily, "or this is the most
impertinent fooling | ever"
The sentence was cut short by the
entrance of the butler. Jack was about
TO say that he could not be interrupted
at this moment: but, on Thompson
mysteriously whispering something in
his ear. he made haSty apology to the
ompany, and left the roo m. In half-a-
minute he returned, accompanied by
gentleman of four or five and twenty, in
travelling clothes.
Now, sir" said Hardup, addressing
Mr.. TwiZZleton, this gentleman Gndi-
eating the new comer) claims to be
Charles TwiLzleton, whom we expected
by the $50 train at Bumpington this
evening. 1t seems that by some mis-
take he has been taken elsewhere.
Perhaps YOU cal explain how 1t is that
you have got here in his place and under
his name"
"lf you will excuse me for a min
ute" interpoSed the new TwiZZleton.
Il think can throw some light on the
situation" Thereupon he informed
the company how, on his arrival at
Bunpington, he had been accosted by
mau-Servant. who inquired whether he
was Mr.. Twizzleton for Soakington,''
and on his replying in the affirmative,
how he had been at once conveyed TO a
house four OF five miles off. which he
had since learned was the Manor
house, Soakington.
What an extraordinary mistake"
eXclai med / ardup. How did you dis
cover it?"
LAS soon as arrived starch-lookihg
spinster met me, and pretty nearly
threw me on my beam ends by
asking. in a solemn tone, whether |
would look at mammals leg or wait till
Mr.. SQuills camel When had got my
breath again. said that thought had
better wait till Mr.. Squills came. You
see, concluded there must be a mis-
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