Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1897-10-01

there was deal ofintrigue in the play
and everybody seemed to be against
Henri, and Mr.. laverslam went to
get the crown Jewels IT was a very
great secret and he was in the cellar
for eight months, hidden, you know;
for the cardinals soldiers would have
killed him, and they didn't know B."
Mr. Harris looked bcwildercd.
"This caulilower is excellent" he de-
clared. "Thc girl is improving. Now,
then, to the play. The people in the
house didn't know the SPY was in the
cellar, where he had been shocking
around for eight months. Well, |
don't know. That is all right in play,
of course, but I'll bet that even in
these times of peace nobody could
tenant our cellar without being dis
covered in long time short of eight
months. What did he find out?"
The other two had been trying very
hard to interrupt hirl and set him
right, and now Mrs. Harris, deity
slipping her words in just a nose ahead
of Miss Marian's, said:
cit wasn't the spy at all. You see,
it was about duel"
''In the cellar? They fought down
there in the dark like Joe Grismer in
THE World Against Herr That
was an awfully funny fight. Grismer
is little bit of a fellow-looks like
a sparrow. And according to the
lines of that play he had to whip a
villain in a fist-fght, you know. The
villain was a man about three times
as big as a giant, it happened, and,
honestly, it was the funniest thing
you ever saw to sec Mr. Grismer bat
tering away at him like David, the big
villain finally bending obligingly over
and letting Grismer pretend to plant
a Knockout on his jaw, although in
fact he didn't hit within a yard of
him, It"
Orchard, you know my sentiments
in relation to such a brutal thing as
men fighting with their fists" Mr..
Harris thought guilty. of his office
labors of the preceding evening.
"Well, now" Mrs. Harris continued
"she fell in love with him without
knowing him to be an enemy"
"Who fell in love with him."
"Miss Allen" cried Miss Marian.
with the man in the CELLAR"
"No, no, no, of course not. Tha.
was her brother. You see, he lived
down near the Spanish border, and
he had come back to see his family"
ooh, l see; the brother came back
and they put him in the cellar. Now
it is getting interesting. Go on, dear"
at really wasn't cellar, suppose,
but an underground retreat. You
slid a panel out Of the drawing-room
door and then you went down there.
1t was a most remarkable and pow
erful scene when his sister declared
that he was not in there at all when"
"Be careful, Nell, OF you'll confuse
Dick" Miss Marian cautioned. "You
understand, Dick, they hadn't yet
found out he was spy, and when he
stole the jewels and hid"
"Now, hold on. Hold on. Hold
on. Count ten, Marian. And you,
dear, count at least 20. If it isn't too
much trouble get up and walk around
your chair. Take plenty of time and
get your mind tranquil before start
ing in again. What became of that
man who wanted somebody to shake
hands with him, and why did the fell
low come back to spy on his own house
hold and steal his own jewelry? Wait,
now; wait. Don't answer that all of
sudden. Take good, long breath.
Now"
81 don't think that's a bit witty
when we are telling you all about it,"
Mrs. Harris said. Doubtless,
though, you believe it immensely
clever. l shall tell no more"
ooh, now, DEAR" Mr.. Harris spoke,
soothingly, "don't get angry. I'm
sorry if / hurt your feelings. Do go
on and tell me the rest of the play.
I'm enormously interested"
"Well," Mrs. Harris resumed, mol
lifted and feeling half-ashamed of her
pique on remembering that it was be-
cause of Mr. Harris overwork at the
office that he had not been able to see
the play, "to begin with"
ooh, you needn't go back and take
the trouble of telling it all over. Go
on where you left off with somebody
stealing something from somebody
in cellar"
'But that wasn't the beginning, you
know" Miss Marian chimed in. Miss
Marian, too, felt that Mr.. Harris de-
served the most minute relation of the
play-acted facts. Nobody, you know,
was allowed to fight duel, but Gil
fought one"
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