The Vermont watchman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1883-1911, 1893-06-21

Control yourself" whispered the WON
an. "Yes; 1 heard plainly enough. She
told the waiter to inform the maitre d'ho-
tel that the apartments of NJ. lie Prince are
retained for week certain. That walk in
the grounds has done it evidently"
They sat quite still, bordering deeply for
some moments. At length the baron rose.
81 feel" he said, like a playwright who
on the eve of the production of his master
piece is told to change his plot his scenery
and some of his characters, retaining the
stars of the piece, and yet to be ready at the
appointed hour. No matter. We shall kill
somehow before the 18TH But for myself,
| feel no longer like work for today. l shall
seek distraction at the tables at Monte Car
10 and not return till midnight. Will you
accompany mcf"
IL will join you later in the day." she re
piled. 81 cannot dismiss our purpose from
my mind so easily. | shall go to my room
now and think. | must study Nine. Van.
huysen and the prince, and perhaps | shall
he able TO hit upon some new idea. / will
meet you at the Casino in time for dinner
and we can return together"
twas not till O'Clock that Nine Mosen
thai emerged from her room, ready dressed
for her trip to join the baron at Monte
Carlo. She had some little time to spare
before the train to the gambling resort was
due to start, and she decided to employ the
interim in prospecting the movements of
| the intended victim. To this end, however,
| it was necessary that she should scrape ac-
quaintance with Mrs. Nanhuysen and study
her relations with Spandoff more closely
Madame proceeded to the garden at the
rear of the hotel Here there was a foun-
tain. and chairs were set out under the trees
for the use of the visitors. The Russian
was nowhere to be seen, but there was Mrs.
! Nauhuysen, seated quite alone and pen
sively watching the play of the spiral jets
1t was an opportunity too good to be lost.
The adventures approached and seating
herself in the chair near by, remarked on
the beauty of the scene Mrs. Nanhuysen's
reply was as brief as was consistent with
politeness.
II hear that the prince is to stay here for
week That will be very charming for
you, proceeded madame, nothing daunted.
Pardon me, but we have noticed that he
seems greatly smitten,"
Mrs. Nanhuysen stared at her with I'M
feigned establishment. "Nou-you must
have been real smart to do that" she blurt-
ed out at length, surprised into the Ian
guage of the States.
She who called herself Mosenthal nodded
and smiled. at is too plain for error, mad
anne, she simpcred. Twill he spend much
of his time at the tables think your"
The intrusion was being pushed too far
to please even American free-and- easiness.
81 cannot say, replied Mrs Vanhuysen;
neither can ] see that it concerns you.
But, she added, and rose joyfully from
her chair, here he comes himself. You
had better ask him."
The adventures rose also and looked
around A well dressed, dapper looking
man with a travelling bag in his hand and
a railway rug over his shoulder was ad-
vancing from the hotel
THAT" said Nine Mosenthal, that is
not Prince Spandoff"
"Who said it was?" snapped Mrs. Van
huysen. But it is the prince | am mostly
concerned in, and the one you have been
talking about, guess, seeing you knew he
was to be here for a week-my affianced
husband, John c. Prince of Denver, u. S.
A., very much at your service. Spandofi
left by the rapide an hour ago. He is well
on his way to Russia by this. How are
you, Johnne?"
And while pale faced woman with mad
eyes and twitching fingers walked slowly
away, the pretty widow was telling hei
tover how chummy she had been with 8
real live prince, and how she had tried and
failed to make him stay for their wedding
AT which John c. Prince of Denver smiled
satisfied and CONTEMPLATION.