Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1894-03-01
CHAPTER xxxvIII.
RETURN TO LONDON.

Ivan Dontremember's offer, but the agree
ment being made he lost no time in pre-
pairing for my flight.
He had a daughter who had been for
some time i'll with skin complaint com
mon to the Russian peasantry, and 1t was
arranged that he should take me to st.
/ Petersburg under the pretense that was
this daughter going there for medical treat
ment, and so, early one morning, in apeas-
ants dress, the lower part of my face caked
with paste, stained in part with saffron and
! cochineal, ! took my place in Schemyrs
! sledge and babe 'goOdby' to Gordon and
Ivan Dontremember. Schemyl tucked me
in the wraps suitable TO an invalid, and
having given another touch to the paste on
my face declared gleefully that could not
look better if were dying of the pest.
IF that don't satisfy the police, | don't
know what will, said he, looking back at
me as he took his seat, with great satisfac-
ton. Zone glance at that face will be
enough for them. They won't dare to open
her papers for fear of infection"
you have your daughters papers, of
course" said Ivan.
Schemyl winked, nodded and patted his
breast.
"And you yoursg" Ivan added, address
ing me. These papers were Gordon's or
der for 800 pounds, letter from Schemyl
to his correspondent in London, and a note
from Ivan to his friend in Berlin, all care
fully imbedded in box Of ointment which
/ carried in my hand. nodded assent.
"Then God speed your he exclaimed.
Farewell, dear little woman" cried
Gordon.
Farewell answered as stoutly as
could, and the next minute i lost sight OF
them.
Sehemyl successfully overcame all the
difficulties that beset us and left me at the
first station in Germany, whence | pro
ceeded TO Berlin without further question.
At Berlin found Ivan Dontremember's
friend, Carl Hoffman, and delivered the
letter addressed to him. lie introduced
me to his wife. bright, intelligent woman,
and they held long consultation on the
subject
"The great thing" said he, going TO the
window, sis TO choose disguise that is the
least likely to attract notice. Come here,
mademoiselle, and tell me what people
passing along over the way seem to you
most remarkable-most un-English."
pointed out six or eight of the persons.
Presently he said:
"You have not noticed the thin, tall old
lady waiting at the corner for the tram.
She is walking this way now Do you see
people like that in London streetW
"Yes, many" replied.
snow see If you can walk across the
room with her gait"
initiated the walk and posture of wo-
man bent with age as well as could.
"Famousr' exclaimed Mrs. Hoffman.
"Yes, think that will do said her hus
band.
They hunted up dress Of dingy black,
an old bonnet and mantle trimmed with
dull jet and pair of shabby gloves. Mr..
Hoffman would have cut my hairand given
me a wig. but his wife would not suffer
this; so they gathered il close on the top OF
my head and concealed il with a false
front and knot OF gray hair behind My
face was carefully painted and my teeth
stained. My new friends laughed heartily
as they made these alterations in my APP
pearance, and still more heartily when, a
spotted veil completing the make up,
walked across the room, my hands folded,
and carrying rusty leather reticule, with
the step OF an elderly person, TO look at my
self in the glass. For moment or two
stood gaping before the mirror in amaze
ment, for it is no exaggeration to say that
did not know myself. / looked like
woman of advanced age who "has seen
trouble" and this general effect was
heightened by the appearance of faded gen
tility in my dress.
Thus disguised, / arrived in London on
the morning of Feb 6-three months with
in few days from the date of my capture
''Keb. mumi" asked porter, touching
his cap as | stepped out of the train. ]
nodded assent
-Four wheeler" he called, without hest
tation. No better compliment than that
could have been paid to the friends who
had disguised me.
"Where to, ladys' asked the cabman
when was seated.
Garter street, Houndsditch," said in
the falsetto of old age.
At the corner of Carter street | dis.
charged the cab A few doors down saw
on a shop facia the name | sought-"M.
Lazarus. furriern ] entered and told the
shopman / wished to see Mr.. Lazarus him.
self
"what names" he asked.
"Tell him have come from Peter
Schemyl," / replied.
| was shown into a private office, where
a stout. dark eyed man with black beard
received me. He eyed me curiously as /
took out from the inside of my dress the
purse which now contained my precious
papers. | was not the first mysterious visit
or perhaps who had brought him a message
from the heart of Russia.
He took the minute sheet of closely folded
thin paper. carefully opened it, and having
read the few lines it contained said:
You are to give me an order for $500,
madam"
Here it is, - / replied, giving up the last
of the papers with feeling of relief
''There may he some difficulty in cashing
this" he observed, raising his eyebrows as
he looked at the grease stained order
Have you any objection to going with me
to the banks"
/ agreed to this proposal, and he sent for
cab, in which we went together to LON
bard street.
"You had better come in with me, :" said
Mr.. Lazarus AN explanation is sure to
be wanted