The Red Cloud chief., 1898-04-08

saw that the smart victoria had turned
into that road also.
"Confound him, he must be watching
me-" he thought. irritably. and yet
what should he want to watch me for?
Oh, hang 1t. I'll 20 home!"
without a moments hesitation he
turned his steps toward Apsley House
and made his way out at the big gates.
where he hailed u cab and gave the man
the address Of his hotel. and forgot
about the whitc-haircd old gentleman
In the smart victoria.
But the victoria was there. neverthe-
less, following Immediately behind the
modest cab: and when David got out
n went into the Grand Hotel. Lord
Aylmer called to the footman:
Charles, | want YOU TO take a mes
sage Barker, stop
Barker pulled up the horses beside
the broad pavement and Charles got
down to hear his lords orders.
Go into the Grand and find on that
g~cntloman's lame don't mention
mine"
les, III loru, SAD Charles.
Now, Charles happened to be an in
gcnious youth who was not troubled
with any nice scruples about his hon
or, and believed that the easiest way
was invariably the best way. lie
therefore. secure In the halo which his
smart white and crimson livery was
enough to cast around him. went into
the hotel and addressed himself to the
stately house porter OF the establish
ment.
Il say. porter" said he. my master
the Dock Of Middlesey. wants to know
the name Of a gentleman just come in
came In a 'ansom-tall, fairish chap
looks like a country gentleman
"D'year mean that one?" asked the
house porter, taking Charles to a glass
door leading to the reading room ant
pointing out David.
Yes, that's the one" Charles m.
swered.
"Oh, yes; that's Mr.. David Steven.
SON. OF llolroyd." said the house por.
ter.
And where's Holroyd?"
"A mile or two from Harwich.' an.
sW"red the other. AT least, | heart
him say so last night. His post-towr
is Harwich."
"Ah! yes-thanks. The Dock fanciet
he knoo him. but ] fancy he was mis-,
took. Good day to you, porter"
"Good-day to you. my fine cock.
pheasant returned the big house por
ter, contemptuously; but Charles hat
already reached the door and was go
ing back, serene in the power Of hi
own impudence, to impart the informa
ton which he had gathered to his mas
ter.
THE gentleman's name is Steven
son, my lord" he said. "Mr. Dayi,
Stevenson, OF Holroyd, Harwich."
"Ah. yes" and then the old savag
pulled out his notebook and jotte,
the name down without common,
How did you find out?"
Il said my master. the Dock Of Mid
dlesex. wished to know, as he fancic
he knoo the gentleman" Charles an
swered, promptly.
Lord Aylmer burst out laughinq
"Ah! very clever-clever. Home"
Yes, m lord" said Charles.
Lord Aylmer laughed more than one
on the way home; he was so intense,
amused ut the inventive genius dis
played by Charles, whom he had nc
before credited with much sharpness
of that kind. He was a man who ney
er took the trouble to make subterfu
ses to his servants; II he wanted a bi
OF information, he simply told one G
them to get it. without caring wha
means were taken or giving any reu
son for wanting 1t. For instance. h
would never say, GO and find ou
who that gentleman is" and add, q
n~inety-nine people out Of a hundre
would do. Il think | know Hmm,
he never troubled to do that; it wa
simply after the manner OF the Ger
turion, Go and find out who that Ia