The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1891-05-20
CHAPTER XIII.

It was in the evening of that same Sun.
day, toward 10 o'clock, that Mr.. Marlowe
and MIR. Croak were con6dentially dis
cussing their plans in the library Of the
formers house-the dinner party having
long since spersed-when their atten-
tion was drawn to a stir in the adjoining
garden. upon which the one broad, low
window of the apartment opened, and
they both listened expectantly.
A moment later, the outside curtain
ing ivies were thrust aside, and Wor-
mer peered into the room with knowing
grin.
NUNS the word, and run to earth
the motto, gentlemen. he said, in hoarse
whisper, without attempting to enter.
He's spotted"
What? you don't mean it? Not Jasper
Marlowe himself!" exclaimed the banker.
sazerly.
whom else could mean1 He lodges
with q companion-a small boy, other
wise a rondescript-over the butcher S
shop at the end of the street. They re
now on the stroll-drection of the harbor
doubtless for an interview with Bon
court; I'm on the scent; will make full
report in the morning. perhaps"
With that he glided lack through tho
ivies and disappeared.
The deuce! if we're to hear nothing
more till morning, We might as we'll SO to
bed" said Maslowe. moving restlessly
about the room.
NO: wait Bit" suggested Croak. i
feel sure We shall hear from Wormer to-
night" - 49,, ,,o,,o,-o
again into his chair, 1t will be better TO
wait"
And wait they accordingly did.
As for Wormer, he had at once quilted
the garden and passed rapidly away,
making more than one turn, and thread
ing several streets, as he followed tn. il
downward trend in the direction of the
harbor. At last he came out upon q
pretty road that quilted the eastern side
of the town, and wound a'ong the shore
| ut the foot of low cliffs, niched here and
there by little country seats overlooking
| the blue waters from fowery nests amid
| tho rocks, and with struggling fishermen S
cottages occurring at intervals Eetween
the roadway and high water mark.
Upon this roadway he soon deserted in
the moonlight the figures Of q man and .
boy moving leisurely along, some dis
tsnce in advance, and he at once started
in cautious pursuit.
There they are!" he muttered; "and
may be shot il don't find out yes or
a no concerning that missing paper, be-
fore they shake me off," And then he
presently added: -Ha! just es / sup
posed. They turn off at old Joan's cot
tage, and make straight for Jasmine
Lodge. Good"
He drew nearer, ard stealthi!y fol-
lowed the man and the boy as they en-
tered some beautifully laid out grounds,
occupying soft depression in the cliff,
and surrounding a handsome villa, built
in the gothic style, one of whose lower
windows was lighted up.
Wormer lurked in sight, until he saw
the man alone enter by the front porch.
! A moment later the forms of two men
crossed tho lighted window on the inside
GIl1ud spueq eQ4 GIuo Ql!M 'pep!sqns AeQ1
qolqA IelIe 'SunoelS 10 se-soInlseS Q@IA
visible, iDdicating chat they had taken
| seats.
So" thought wormer, the boy must
have been left outside on the watch. No
mater.
He crouched behind the bushes, and
stealthily approached the lig hted win
dow, which was wide open, with the cur
tain raised. He presently came to mar
row intersectiug path, which 10 "'ould
like 20 b i've crossed, in order to gel with
~ ear shot Of the room. whose interior