Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1899-06-21
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CHAPTER Nj.
Some one has been taken ill.," says
Gabrielle, with the quick instinct Of her
sex.
She proves to be right. A the young
couple near the vehicle a portly. pompous-
looking Englishman turns to question
them. disclosing the body Of a portly,
pompous- looking Englishwoman lying In
q state of Inconsistencies upon the car
riage seat. The driver. knowing Angus
by sight and being unable to comprehend
4 word Of the strangers language. had
wisely summoned him to his aid.
do you know II l can get q doctor In
curtly, and without removing bis hat
This lady, my wife. has been taken very
Ill, and must get medical advice at once
for her.
There are several doctors here, mon
sieur," commences Angus. politely.
We'll, well, we'll! l don't want several
doctors: want one. One will do if he's
worth his salt and can understand Eng
Iish. Can you give me a name and ad-
dressY'
demands Angus in French Of Gabrielle.
can speak English"
Yes. yes" replies the girl eagerly.
Papa will do all he can for the poor
lady"
Are you going to keep me standing
here all dayY says the stranger. rudely.
He is dark-haired. coarse and rather
communicating, yet there Is something
IN his appearance that strikes Angus with
interest. The interest seems returned
for, as the Englishman looks at the young
man again. it is with considerable earnest.
ness.
DIR. de Blois, Numero 10 Rue st. Au.
gustin, is very skillful practitioner
monsieur, and will do all for the lady thai
is possible"
The stranger gives the direction to the
driver, and, nodding carelessly in &C
acknowledgement of the services rendered,
is about to enter the vehicle, when
thought suddenly strikes him and he
turns round, with his foot upon the car
riage step.
What is your name" he says, alb
ruptly.
Angus Moray, monsieur"
The Englishman descends to earth
again.
ANGUS Moray Who is your fatherY'
MY father, James Moray, has been
dead for long time, but my mother lives
here"
"Oh, your mother lives here, does she =
Certainly. We have been residents in
Bruges for many years past"
Exactly. l understand all about 1t.
Now look you here, Mr.. Angus Moray, !
happen to have known your father, and l
should like to speak with you again. 1
can't stay now, with my wife in this con-
dition, as you may suppose; but l am
stopping at the Hotel BelgiQue, and II you
like TO come and see me there tomorrow
afternoon, you can-if not, leave it alone.
Good day to you!' and entering the We
hicle, the portly Englishman closes the
door and drives off, leaving the two young
people standing in the middle Of the Place
staring after him.
What q curious adventureW says An
gus at last. II wonder what the man can
possibly want to see me forr
1T Is unaccountable," acquiesces Ga
brielle. And he has forgotten to leave
his name, too! ITEMS! but that is droll.
For whom will you ask 2"
There will be no difficulty in finding
him, Gabrielle. There cannot be two
such Englishmen staying at the Hotel
BelgiQue."
Suppose he should turn out to be
millionaire, and wish to make you his
heirw suggests the girl. You would for
get all that you have just said to me, then,
Angus"
Never, my darling! But suppose yoai
papa saves the lady's life, and, IN graft
tude for his services, the millionaire be-
slows all his fortune upon him. One event
Is quite as likely to occur as the other.
What would Madamoiselle Gabrielle DC
BlOis have to say to her railway surveyor
then, eh?''
The lady is not i'll enough for that,
replies Gabrielle, evasively. "She has
only tainted from the heat and fatigue;
and how the visitors here can go through
the exertions they do, standing about
churches and picture galleries all day, In
the height Of summer, always puzzles me!
See, Angus, there Is another English
woman in that fiacre. Ah, how droll she
Is! What a comical figure! VIII she
strike the poor driver in the face VIII
that huge umbrellar r
They seem destined to encounter sur
prises to-day, for as they look toward the
person Gabrielle has mentioned, they
plainly see the umbrella fourished in theii
direction with the evident design OF at
tracing their notice.
Another millionaire! Now we shall
have one apiece" exclaims Gabrielle,
laughing, as the vehicle halts and they
walk up to it; but this time it is i'll very
toleraLle French that the stranger asks
If they can help her to find the address
for which she is bound.
Il have just come over by the Osteno
boat to visit an old friend in Bruges, ano
though | have been corresponding witt
her for years past, l have never been re
quired to put the number of the street In
which she resides upon my letters; ahd
this idiot on the coach box doesn't appear
TO know the lady's name nor anything
about herr
Pardon, madamev' says Angus, as
with all the courtesy of his adopted land
he stands bareheaded before her. Per-
hsps he is a stranger to Bruges. VIII
you favor me with the name of the lady
you desire to find!'
IFS not a private house. It's a IodG'
ing house in the Rue Allemande, kept by
q Mademoiselle Steivenart."
All, madame, l am fortunate! car
direct you without further trouble. Ma
oemolselIe SteIvenart keeps the mouse At
Numero %"
Thank you very much. I'm sure I'm
infinitely obliged. This fool would nave
driven me about the town all day., rephes
the stranger; and in another minute sne
mas also driven out of sight.
What funny looking lady!' exciaims
Gabrielle as she disappears. "She wears
bonnet OF the mode of ten years bacK'
and q cloak like . mans coat and mas