Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1888-08-09

Nothing - nothing" he answered hur-
riedly. give been little worried about
business lately; but come" he said, rising
"let us go outside, for see your father has
got that girl with the steam whistle voice to
ding" - -sf
The girl with the steam whistle voice was
Julia Featherweight, the sister of Rollestons
inamorata, and Madge stifed laugh as she
went out on the veranda with Fitzgerald.
"What a shame of your she said, bursting
into laugh when they were safely outside;
"she's been taught by the best masters" lis
"How pity them, retorted Brian, grinly,
as Julia walled out, "Meet me once again."
with an ear piercing shrillness "Pd much
rather listen to Our ancestral banshee, and as
to meet her again, one interview would ha
more than enough"
Madge did not answer, but leaning lightly
over the high rail Of the veranda loeled
out into the beautiful moonlight night.
There were number Of people passing along
the Esplanade, some of whom stopped and
listened to Julia's shrill notes, which being
mellowed by distance, must have sounded
rather nice. One man in particular seemed.
to have taste for music, for he persistently
stared over tho fence at the house Brian
and Madge talked of all sorts of things, but
every time Madge looked up she saw the man
watching the house.
"What does that man want, BrianY" she
asked.
"What nianr asked Brian, starting. "Oh;"
he went on indifferently, as the man moved
away from the gate and crossed the road on
to the footpath, she's taken up with the
music, suppose; that's all"
Madge did not say anything, but could not
help thinking there was more in it than the
music Presently Julia ceased, and she pro
posed to go in.
"Whyq' asked Brian, who was lying back
in comfortable seat, smoking cigarette
"Its nice enough here"
II must attend tom guests, p" she answered,
rising. "You stop here and finish your
cigarette and with gay laugh she fitted
into the house like n shadow. .sah3
Brian sat and smoked, staring out into the
moonlight meanwhile. Yes, the manowas
certainly watching the house, for he sat on
one Of the seats, and kept bis eyes fixed on
the brilliantly lighted windows. Brian
threw away his cigarette and shivered
slightly. . I'LL, "a, ,tl "
"Could any one have seen meg he muttered,
rising uneasily. "Pshawl Of course not, and
the cabman would never recognize me again
! Curse Whyte. II wish Id never set eyes,upon
him. .- h ,tt.,.- Hpi lt
He gave one glance at the dark figure on
the seat, and then, with ashiver, passed into
the warm, well lighted room. He did not
feel easy in his mind, and he would have felt
still less SO had he known that the man on
the seat was ore ,,f the cleverest of the Mel
boutiie Getectiyes "a -ru 3
mansion the whole evening, aud was getting
rather annoyed. Moreldnds id not know
where Rtzgerald lived, and ds the detective
wanted to find out, he determined to watch
Brians movements and trace him home
''If he's that pretty girls lover, I'll wait
till he leaves the house." argued Mr.. Gorby
to himself, when be first took his seat on the
Esplaaaaa 'He won't stay long away from
her, and osce he leaves the house I'll follow
him up I'll + Iflnd out where he lives"
WAen Brian made bis appearance early in
the ereGing on his way to Mark Frettlbys
maasions he was In evening dress, with a
light csat over Il. and also had on soft hat.
"Wef, rm1dashedf' CALCULATED Mr. Gorby,
when hS saw Fitzgerald disappear; "if he
isn't tool I.don't know who is, to 60 about
In the sery clothes he woreswhen he polished
'Whyts of, and think he won't be recognized
Melbosrne ain't Paris or London, that he can
> afford to be 90 careless, and when pat the
darbis on him he viii be astonished. All,
well" he went on, lighting bis pipe and
& takinga seat on the Esplanade. II suppose
ri haB to wait here till he comes out"
Nj. Gpsby's patience was pretty severely
tried, for hour after hour passed and no one
appearsd Then be saw Madge and Brian
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