The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1898-07-15
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l-tl.' 80 81.
He shook his head and called to one
Of his mates.
where's Bundaberg House, Bill?"
"Out on the Portsmouth road nearly
to Thames Ditton, was the reply
"that big house with the long brick
wall next to Tiller's. +"
81 know now, sir, said the man,
climbing on to his box.
Every we'll, thenl An extra shilling
If you hurry up" cried. and away he
went.
At the end of short drive we pulled
up before pair of massive iron gates.
A passerby threw them open for us and
we drove in, passed round a shrubbery
and pulled up at the front door. paid
the cabman off, and then, having watch
ed him drive down and through the
gates again. rang the bell. Next mo-
ment the door opened and trim maid
servant, without inquiring my name,
invited me to enter. The front door
opened on to a nicely built and furnish
ed hall, and from it passed into hand.
some drawing room. II was empty, but
before l had time to look round the
folding doors on the other side were
thrown back and Allie entered the ROOM
i must leave you to imagine our greet
ing. can only say that it sends ire
NOR through me to this day to remem-
Der it. l know that while held Alie
who seemed more beautiful than ever,
In my arms she whispered:
You are still of the same mind,
George?''
Doesn't this look as if l am, dar-
ling?" l whispered. "Yes, love you
more fondly than ever, and have come
tonight to claim the fulfllment of your
promise.
"You have been very patient,
Georger'
:" 1t was because l loved and believed
in you, Alier' replied. But come,
darling; want my answer -
And you shall have it" she said
softly. There It isp'
AS she spoke she raised her beautiful
white hand and pointed to the ring |
had given her, saying as she did so, "'It
has never left my finger since you
placed it therep'
My best of girls, " cried, raising the
little hand to my lips and kissing it
fondly, II am the very happiest man in
the world And now / must hear all
your doings; tell me how you got
homel"
"There is little to tell, " she answer
ed. 81 followed your route via Thurs
day island, Brisbane, Sydney and Mel.
bourne. | staid in the latter place for
nearly month, and while there adver-
tised for a companion. The result was
Mrs. Barker, a nice, amiable little per.
son, whom you will shortly see. When
we reached Naples happened to see
an advertisement concerning this fur.
nished house in an English paper, tele-
graphed about it, received an answer in
Paris, engaged it and arrived here this
morning"
"And how did you leave the settle.
ment? And, by the way, where is Mr..
'Beelzebub? -
1.-The settlement was very we'll when
/ came away. They were busy building
the new Communal hall l used to talk
to you about. And poor old Bel is left
at the bungalow. Twas afraid he might
excite remark and possibly draw suspi-
cion upon me +"
"Alie, do you think you are safe in
London?" cried in alarm, all my old
fears rushing back upon me at the men,
ton of that one word suspicion. "What-
ever should | do if any one suspected
your
"You need have no fear on that score,
dear, my intrepid sweetheart answer
ed. "There is 10 one in England who
could possibly recognize me, and the
only people in the whole world who
could do so are Vesey of Hongkong, the
sultan of Surabaya, the rajah of Tavoy,
Barkmansworth and that lieutenant and
midshipman The FIRST is dead, the Sec
ond never leaves his own territory, tho
third is in bad oder with the English
government just at present and little
likely to come home Barkmansworth
is, presume, still in Hongkong, and
the lieutenant and his junior are with
their ship in the China sea.
"All the same, l shall not be satisfied
until wo are safely out of Europe again,
Allie.
lyon say we. Then you mean to come
away with me, George!"
"Of course. With whom else should j
yo2 Hark. Somebody is coming. F"
ut is Mrs. Barker, my duenna Now
we must be matter of fact folk once
more.
AS she spoke Mrs. Barker, a dapper