The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1900-04-29

his heart for the world. seemed TO have
no relationship with the assertive, buoy
ant man who had left forIthe city that
morning.
Cabs waiting. sir" said Martha "And
here's a telegram"
II won't trouble to opeAT e." he re-
marked. IT'S from my partner. l ex-
pect. can't bother about business any
more" -
1T might be private. sir"
Only the thought that IL might be from
Margaret Tearle induced HIM. as he stood
in the passage waiting for the lift, to
open the envelope. Il wasnot from her.
Can see you Mt your rooms now?
"JEYESON."
He hurriedly scrubbed reply on the
back:
,, ~NG nam Am leaving cha aMssy STqss TO-
Please send that. Martha" he said.
"Goodby. Master Arthur" said the
woman. And I do 'ope you'll be back
SOON"
'Goodby."
He repeated these two words many
times as the cab took him past the Abbey
and up Parliament street. At Charing
Cross there was time 10 spare and feel
ing hungry he went into the hotel. Some
thing to his surprise. he found himself
able to eat with admirable appetite;
small bottle of white wine added to his
content He half inclined to speak TO the
people who were eating at the next table.
and TO tell them that he had but SIX days
to live in this world to tell them that he
was facing the certain thing with self
possession. One OF the party commenced
to brag solemnly about an attack of
toothache, and Maybury smiled at the
want OF proportion
He had taken his ticket, and was at the
wooden barriers leading to the Continen-
tai platform when he saw a clean-shaven,
anxious old gentleman scanning the faces
of the passengers. He touched the Shout
der of the man who was going through
in front of Maybury.
EXCUSE me-" he SAID us your name
Maybury?'
COMMENT" asked the man. 'vous
dites."
MY name is Maybury"
"Glad to have found you" declared the
anxious old man. MY name II Jeyeson,
of Harley street"
II think not said Maybury. II saw
that gentleman late this afternoon. and
you are certainly not he
MY dear SIR" cried the old man sharp
ly. do you think 1 don't know who
amp
Apparently you do not"
IT beg your pardon he said apollo
getically. II had forgotten. Very natural
consequence Of a very annoying circum-
stance. Tell mel You called at Harley
street about 4 O'clock / found your card
there. You had an interview and you
paid a fee. How much did you pay?"
Maybury with some intereat gave the
| information.
Hes ecoundrel" declared the old
| man.
| "Who?"
| MY new man. I was out when you
called; IL you had gone into the waiting
room the page-boy would have told you
| so. I hope he did not give you prescrip-
| tion?'
/ He only told me-" stammered Maybury
! perplexed, that / had but six days to
| live. and that had better get away from
| London at once
Upon my word!" declared DR.. Jeyeson.
| that was clever"
"But--was he wrong. then?'
"wrongw cried the concerned old man.
| "Of course he was wrong--all wrong II
has taken me ever since 8 o'clock to try TO
! remedy the mischief that he In ten min
| utes managed to do to my practice. Drive
| back with me In my brougham."
! Later the two sat in the Doctors private
| room in Harley street. DIR. Jeyeson.
| smoking a long cigar. had Just concluded
/ one OF his best stories OF an incident at
| Barts. His guest was courteously
! amused, but he seemed to be thinking of
| other matters.
| And you feel sure that am all right
! DOCTOR" he asked for the fourth time
MY dear SIR said Jeyeson emphat-
/ fcally, you're sound as a bell. Go
slow; marry this charming young woman;