Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1894-03-01

affair and had nothing more to do with me.
| I followed him to the door thunderstruck,
/ unable to reason under this terrible blow.
sWhat am to dor" asked, overtaking
| him on the pavement as he was about 10
step into the cab.
.sWell, advise you to be more careful IN
the future. It's lucky thing for you that
the manager did not think it worth while
20 nut the matter in the hands OF the
police.
In speechless dsmay watched the cab
drive off, feeling that with it all hope was
going beyond recall, and then, bewildered
and helpless, / yielded to the stream OF
hurrying city men, and somehow drifted
| into a quiet turning, where it was possible
for a poor creature to collect her scattered
wits
Stupidity, in my desperation, looked
round as if might find guidance at hand.
There was not a soul in the court but
man in white blouse. painting something
on a doorpost. My heart sickened as
realized my folly. Then, alphabetically, my
ewes rested on the painters hand. He was
writing name on the doorpost. / spelled
out what he had written, II. Pelham, so
licitor, second III
A ray of hope flashed upon my darkened
mind. had heard Taras speak of getting
a solicitors advice upon some question OF
business. Might not this solicitor advise
me? had money to pay him-the rest OF
the English notes Gordon gave me. There
could be no harm in trying if kept up my
assumed character and took proper precau-
tions. / went up o the second floor, and
after pausing for a minute outside the
freshly painted door on which | read the
name of the solicitor ] entered the ofice
with every sense on the alert. | remeni ber
that the newly vanished door ereaked as
pushed it open; that there was strong
smell of paint; that everything was painful
ly new. Even Mr. Pelham himself seemed
new, he was so attentive, so anxious to get
me into his inner Office as soon as he learn
ed that wished to have his advice upon
an important question. He was a thin,
eager, little man, with clean shaver face
and pleasant. birdlike expression in his
sharp, twinkling eyes. He reminded me of
a sparrow with a large brood on the look
out for the smallest crumbs.
do you know any one named Kava-
nagh2" / asked when we were seated face
to face at his writing table, with the spot
less blotting pad and the new stationery
case and writing materials between us.
"Well, madam, | can't say that / do" he
answered reluctantly.
Amy one named Gordonp
"Gordon, Gordon, now" refectively.
mo, madam. You see, madam, my prac-
tice has up to now been in another part Of
the metropolis"
Perhaps you know Prince Borgenskyw
~ have heard of him of course, but
have not the pleasure of knowing him"
''Can | rely upon your not repeating a
word of what / tell you to any living crea-
tureg"
Absolutely, madam. You must under
stand that my professional reputation
would be ruined If betrayed, even by want
of care, anything coniided TO me by
client"
After few moments reflection / said,
going without circumlocution straight TO
my subject:
George Gordon and / were kidnapped
last November | began.
"Kidnaped yes, madam" he said in the
most matter of fact voice, though the fall
in his countenance expressed disappoint-
ment, and his penetrating glance betrayed
doubt as to whether his new client was
quite in her sound senses
1--WE were transported to St. Petersburg
and thence to Siberia"
siberia" he said. making note Of it as
though he might possibly confuse it with
Cheapside.
"After travelling four weeks we escaped
from the police andn-
"Pardon me may | ask why you were In
the hands Of the police"
George Gordon was supposed to be
Prince Borgensky, the nihilist, whom he
resembles, and l was taken as his accom-
plice We were both being sent to Siberia
as exiles by administrative order"
Mr.. Pelham's face frightened up again
as if with the dawning hope that | might
be sane after all
1--WE found man who undertook to get
us out of Russia for about 5000 rubles.
George Gordon had only i,200. 1t was
agreed that | should be sent alone to Lon
don with an order on George Gordon's
bankers to pay e300 to a man named Laz-
arus in Houndsditch. On receipt of the
money Lazarus was totelegraph TO the man
in Siberia, who would then get George Cor
don out of Russia. You understand meg"
Perfectly, madam. The explanation is
most lucid; the case most interesting. Pray,
proceed
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