Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1888-03-14

| with his requests he would give the
letters i had written him to my hus-
band He has mistaken his woman, {"
Lady Noodle concluded, passionately;
II would rather die than give a penny
to the menaces of such a cowardI''
name?''
Count UIrici.",
"Whewl The male professional
/ beautyi''
Mr.. Wylie, like everybody else, bad
heard of the count. He was considered
the best looking, best dressed and best
mounted man to be seen in Rotten
Row. He was reputed to be very rich,
too, and it was this revelation as to the
means by which he lived that aston
lshed Mr.. Wylie,
~ presume" said the detective,
after a pause. ''you wish me to get
possession OF these Letters IN some way
/ or other?r
Precisely" answered Lady Noodle.
Mr.. Wylie reflected for some mo-
ments in silence, then he said: "I really
! don't see how L can get them without
committing burglary"
Couldn't you be induced to risk
thst?" asked Lady Noodle eagerly.
The detective started. Evidently
her ladyship was not inclined to stick
at trihes.
"well, you see," said Mr.. wylie.
very deliberately, burglary is rather
| large order"
"I'm willing to pay anything to
oaulk the coward, +" replied Lady Moo
die, fercely.
That's all light" answered Mr..
| Wylie, doggedly; but moneys of little
use TO a man who's dong ten years. :"
At his words Lady Noodles face be-
came downcast. She was evidently
/ disappointed. Mr.. Wylie noticed this.
''At any rate" he said to her, ''let
burglary be the last thing. We may
be able TO hit on some easier expedIent.
/ Let me see, now" And he reflected a
moment. "How many letters are
| there?"
"Some forty or fifty"
''Ah, so manyg lie couldn't then,
carry them about with him. Has he
/ any servantsp"
"Just one-a valet-an italian, like
/ himself"
Hum. Iwonder whether he could
be bIbAd? Most Italians can II
had a week or two to gam his conf
Impossible. If five thousand pounds
be not given Ulrlci within a week, the
letters will be in my husbands hands"
''Oh, is that the case?''
"1es; Sir Charles and | leave for
Darklingbourne-that's our place in
Doltshire-to-mOrrow and the count
says that this day week he'll follow US,
and that If, on his arrival, l don't give
him that amount he will at once hand
the letters to my husband"
''By Jupiterr' exclaimed Mr.. wylie,
jumping eXcitedly TO his feet by
JuSlter, 1 have himl Excuse NE, my
lady," he added, more calmly, ~ think
l see a way out of the maze. Do as
you intended. Let him follow you to
Darklingbourne, and if lie presents him
sents himself to you there, defy him,
You may do SO with impunity, for by
that time he'll have no letters to pro-
duce."
During the ensuing week Mr.. Wylic
kept strict watch upon all the move
ments OF the count. He contrived, toe,
to discover good deal regarding his
past life and his future plans. He
picked up an acquaintance with his
valet, and from him discovered that
his master intended to carry out his
threat of going to DarklIngbourne.
The valet had orders to have his port
manteau ready, packed with everything
necessary for few days stay from
home.
On the evening preceding the day on
which he was TO see Lady Noodle at
clearinghouse, Count Ulrici drove to
Euston. Mr.. WylIe, who had ascer-
tanned beforehand the train by which
lie intended TO travel, was there await
ing him. The detective was disguised.
He was an adept in that business, and
now his own mother would not have
known him. He had provided himself
with a first-class ticket to RottenbOr-
ough, the station nearest to Sir Charles
Noodles seat.
The count came to the station unac-
companied by his servant Mr.. Wylie
noticed that his luggage consisted OF
large portmanteau only-no doubt the
one the servant spoke of. 1t was marked
on the side with the counts initials,
"R. u" AS it was too big to be taken
into the carriage, its owner directed 1t
to be placed In the luggage van.
Having marked We'll the portmanteau
and the van into which it was put, Mr..
Wylie took his seat in the train in
compartment not far from the counts.
When the train reached Willesden he
got out and went into the refreShment
room. There he remained until the
train had begun to move, when he
rushed upon the platform, just too late
to get in
sIConfound itI'' he exclaimed, in
affected vexatlon. "I'm left behind"
"Very sorry, sir" said porter.
''where are you for?"
'Rottenborough. When is the next
train?"
"No other train tonight, sir. You'll
have to walt till four tomorrow morn
ing"
MY graciousl'' exclaimed Mr..
wylie, apparently much put out by the
information "What on earth am L TO
dor" My luggage IS gone onP'
Train stops at Harrow, sir. III
telegraph there and have 1t sent back
by the next train"
THANK you, wish you would III
am to stop in town over night, must
have it,"
VERY well, sir. What is your lug
gage likey"
s'It is n large leather portmanteau,
and was put into the through van Tor
Rottenborough. They'll be able TO
distinguish it easily, as it has my inl-
tiaIs upon it"
And they are, sirP"
s'R. u"
The porter went OF TO telegraph. ana
the detective returned TO the refresn-
ment room. There Mr.. Wylie remained
for some time apparently absorbed IN
the consumption OF glass OF beer, Dut
really wondering what the result or ms
stratagem would be. He greatly feared
les, the count might notice his port
manteau being removed from the van,
and instead of a message coming that
the luggage would be sent back al
once, one would arrive directing MS
arrest. SO great was his anxiety on
this point that it seemed to him houIs
before the porter turned up. Then 10
~, ;,,r,ansa ralief he learned that the