Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-06-21
MYSTERY OF A TRUNK.
It Was Splendid Advertisement for Delavere DarceY.

"Now, Phil, really, what do you like best-the white blouse or the pink?"
 "My dearest Blanche, you look lovely in either"
 'tNo, but really?'' "And trulyI' You're too ridiculous, Phil,' cried Mrs. Lorimer, laughing. "As a lady's l maid you are not success-go and smoke your cigarette on the balcony, and I'll be ready in second" MT. Lorimer obeyed with the sub mission and alacrity of 8 newly-made spouse, and, moreover. waited with patience and resignation only to be | found in man whose married life can still be counted by weeks.
 q haven't been long, have I?' asked his wife, with delightful conviction, when she returned after an interval; ''and oh, Phil, doa't you think this is the most perfectly lovely place on the face of the earth?" MT. Lorimer's answer was somewhat wide of the mark and by no means un- worthy of record, but certainly Eden-on. | Sea was a delightful spot. "It's delicious" repeated Mrs. Lori mer, ecstatically; "but come, Phil, I'm quite ready for my drive! Oh, there, my | shoe is undone; do tie it up for me-" Philip was kneel1ng at her feet, and she was 1aughingly instructing him in | the art of tying a shoe lace when, to the unutterable confusion of both, the room door opened and stranger stood in the | doorway.
 "Excuse me, am afraid Lhave made a mistake"
 MT. Lorimer jumped up, glaring at | the intruder savagely. II thought this was my room, No. 24. /" "This is 24A," growled Lorimer. "Your room is4the next on the left"
 "Thank you; thousand pardons!" and with 8 courteous bow the stranger withdrew.
 "Idiotw began Phil, but Mrs. Lori mer interrupted him.
 "Oh! did you ever see such hand some man? He had face hke,an arch angelr'
 ''Archange1 be-pulverizedl I think people might take the trouble to see that they don't bIunder into other peo- ple's rooms! Come along, Blanche, the carriage is waiting." | The evening passed pleasantly enough, and when toward its close Mr. and Mrs. Lorimer lounged upon their balcony in the moonlight it seemed as if there could be nothing to mar the delights of this best of all possible. worlds. Sud- denly a terribly discordant note was | struck.
 t'Listen!' whispered Blanche.
 s'Eh, what?'' said Phil, whose whole attention had been engrossed by his companion, and who, unlike her, had not the feminine lknack of doing two things at the some time. SeT toll {,n the next room?" whispered Blanche.
 "Well?"
 "But they're quarreling; isten!'' 'Not I! Why shouldn't they quarrel if they like? Let's go in!'' But at that moment woman's voice, low and piteous, reached their ears:
 "Oh Frank! have you no pity?"
 "There, didn't you hear?" whispered Blanche, in awestruck tones.
 'Yes, and don't mean to hear any more Come in, Blanche"
 "How stupid you are, Phil! They are in the next room, tell you!' she re- iterated impatiently.
 "What of it?"
 Mrs. Lorimer gave a little petulant stamp.
 ''There was no one with that gentle man who came ip here this afternoon. and he was alone at table d'hote! Now, do you understand?"
 Phil gave a low whistle, but before he could make any remark the walling voice reached them again:
 Frank, don't force me! I cannot! will not! It is too awful!''
 Phil drew his wife quickly into the room and closed the window noisily.
 But, Phil, ain't you going to do any thing? Suppose"
 "Stuff and nonsenser' interrupted Phil, grufhy; tits no business of ours But your archangel does not seem to be very amiable person!"
 -"But don't you think"
 'I think it's time to turn imp replied her husband, decisively; for Philip Wa: a true Britisher, with a noted objection to putting his fingers into other people, pies. Every man for himself, and Scot land Yard for us all, was his motto. Blanche, on the other hand, was { true daughter of Eve, and she deter S mined to discover, if possible, whose
 voice it was that she had heard anC
 what was the meaning of It's piteoui
 appeal. But how was it to be done? Chance gave her an opening whicl l ! she was quick to seize. Having gon' l up to her room after breakfast nex morning she found the chambermaiC
 still busy with her dusting. Q "Oh, you can go on,'' she said, smil F. ing, as she seated herself by the win f dow. The maid was clearly the yer. Q person to enlighten her. But how t. come to the point? 'sI am afraid am dreadfully untidy, Blanche began, after a moment, with l. conciliating little smile. t "Not at all. madam" replied the girl
 demurely.
 ''Have you many rooms to do?" con tinued Mrs. Lorimer, with kindly in terest.
 'sThe whole of this floor, madam" t "Does the lady in the next room giv a much trouble?" # ''There is no lady in No. 24, madam F. only a gentleman who arrived yester