The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1897-12-10

and Marjorie, too. He went through
procession of by-streets to the police
station, saw the Inspector grim,
bearded Scotchman-and demanded
from him police protection.
Protection! What's your danger?"
asked the man, politely.
Il am in danger of my life!" said
Caussidiere.
He was very excited and very nerv-
Gus, and the popularity of his manner
struck the man at once.
Who's threatening ye?" he asked,
quietly.
The repose of the stranger irritated
Caussidiere, who trembled more and
more.
Il tell you I am in mortal peril.
am pursued. 1 shall be killed if 1 do
not have protection, therefore 1 de-
mand assistance. do you hear?"
Yes, the man heard, but apparently
did not heed. He already half suspect
ed that the foreigner before him was
mailman, and upon questioning Caussi-
diere little more he became convinced
Of it,
After a short but stormy scene with
the inspector he walked away, revolv-
ing in his mind what he must do to
make himself secure.
OF one thing he was certain; he must
leave Dumfries, and resign all hopes of
obtaining further assistance from Mar
Jorie or her friends. He must remain
in hiding until political events veered
round again and he could return to
France.
He hurried back to his hotel and
locked himself again in his room. He
drew down the blinds and lit the gas;
then he turned out all the money he
was possessed of, counted it carefully
over, and disposed it about his per-
son.
His next care was to dispose about
his person any little articles which his
portmanteau contained; then he drew
from his pocket small box, fixed on
the false beard and mustache which it
contained, and, having otherwise dis
guiSed himself, stood before the mir
ror so TRANSPORTED that he believed
even his dearest friend would not have
known him.
BY the time all this was done it was
| getting pretty late in the day and close
on the departure of the train he had
! decided to take.
He listened; he could hear nothing.
He walked boldly out of the room.
q win Of Ixr
put the key in his pocket, strolled leis-
urely out of the inn and down the
street unrecogniZed by a soul He
went straight down to the railway sta
| ton, took ticket for the north and
entered the train, which was about to
start.
He had carriage to himself; the
first thing he did, therefore, was to
throw the key which he had taken
from the room door out of the win
dow; then he travelled on in compare
tive peac..
1t was somewhat late in the evening
and quite dark when he reached his
destinations lonely village, not far
from Edinburgh. He walked to the
nearest and quietest inn, and took
bedroom on the third floor.
That night he slept in peace. He re-
manned in the village for several days,
and during that time he kept mostly to
! his room.
On the night of the fourth day, how
ever, he rang for the maid, who. on
answering the bell, found him in a
state Of intense excitement.
Bring me a timetable" he said. cor
tell me when there is train from this
place"
There is none tonight, sir
"None tonight"
mo, sir; the last train is gone; but
! the morn's morn"
"Well?"
There is one at seven o'clock 10
Edinburgh"
"Then will go by lido you hear?
At six you will call me, and l leave at
seven!"
The girl nodded and retired, fully un-
der the impression. as the inspector
of police had been, that the man was
mad.
At six o'clock in the morning the
maid with a jug of hot water in her
hand, tripped up the stairs and knocked
gently at Caussidiere's bedroom door.
There was no reply.
She knocked louder and louder, but
could elicit no sound, and the door was
locked. Leaving the jug of water on
the mat, she retired. In half an hour
she returned again. The water was
cold. She knocked louder and louder,
with no result. Thinking now that
something might be wrong, she called
up her master After some consulta-
ton the door was forced.
All recoiled in horror. There lay
Caussidiere dead in bed, with his false