The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1902-01-11

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tain Marchands calmness. When Chadwick
| won, she clapped her hands in girlish elee,
ana once or twice | caught cynical smile on
| Marchand's lips. Clearly her presence was
going to Chadwick's head. He played reck-
| lessIy.
IN make it s4,90o!' exclaimed the cap
| tain. ~.
| A hush fell on the room. Then rose Mrs.
Marchand's clear, sweet voice.
| How exciting! Oh, Mr. Chadwick, go him
one better! Make it five thousand"
| The other guests rose and gathered round
the table. Lord Brewer stood on the hearth
lug, slancins toward the group with troubled
eyes heard him say under his breath:
| 1.-The lad can't afford to lose that amount -
l Joined the spectators just as Chadwick
| called for another card. Then felt a thrill
! pass over me. The blood rushed to my face
and instinctively I clinched my fist
Mrs. Marchand was gently tapping the
| back Of Chadwick's chair, but it was no
longer the tattoo of an absent minded, indi-
| vldual. Each tap meant something. She was
telegraphing Chadwick's hand to her hus-
| band! ~ =
| My first impulse was to 'denounce them then
| and there but what was the word OF a hired
| entertainer against that of diStinguisha ed
guests, people of. social standing, as any of
| Lord Brewers friends must be? Then came
. the inspiration. With something of. the cap
aims cynical SMILE I, tco commenced to
! Irum on the back of chair, and this was
Shat reached the startled couple:
| ''iou-are-caught."
| The captain turned rigid as he grasped the
| arms of his chair, and for single instant
| lis eyes, expressing rage hate and fear met
mine. l. smiled grimly, enjoying the situa-
| ton. The coup had different effect on
! Mrs. Marchand. She tainted away at which
| the captains composure returned. He spraug
to her rescue, and tine table was overturned.
| When Mrs. Marchand recovered, the guests
| clamored for the finish OF the game but
Marchand shook his head, perhaps because
| drummed a rhythmic warning, Don't play!'
l sat IN my room an hour later cogitating
! whether | should inform Lord Brewer that
| he was entertaining a pair Of clever trick
| sters, when servant brought me a message
| from Marchand asking an interview in his
| room. found him waiting for me with an
ugly scowl Oh his face but his wife, pale and
with her hair in arti:ytic disarray,r was
| charming in Ler new role of beauty in dis
! tress.
! Marchand came directly to the point
! well, what do you intend to do?''
| Nothing" l. replied nonchalantly ut is
your play. If you and your charming wife
| are suddenly summoned to London to-mor-
| row, the matter ends. Otherwise l think
Lord Brower-''
I shrugged my shoulder significantly.
| And, by the way, it might be Just as we'll
if you refunded to Chadwick the money you've
won since he's been playing with you''
And then?''
Madam'g hands were working ueryously
And then shall have one more good after
dinner story-to tell when l return to Ameri-
ca that is all. Lord Brewer shall never
know"
You are very generous replied the lady
with tears in her eyes. You can have nc
idsa to wha: straits we, my husband and l
! have driven. nj Sypo bor
WE'LL We were raised to love the good
things of life Both thought the other had
money. and both have made the best of g
bad bargain. We have lived upon the losses
of cur aristocratic friends until we met you
and now 49,. 81 IS
head among the pillows. Captain Marchand
rose and opened the door. His politeness was
elaborate. L.
You will pardon Mrs. Marchand's lack OF
self-control AS you say, l think trip tc
London is what she needs, what we both
need. Good night, my dear SIR -
I stepped backward toward the door which
he held open, my glance, which know must
have held some amusement at the clever act
ing of his wife. still fixed on the weeping
lady Then I suddenly felt myself going
down, down. l clutched at space, and from
above me came hooking laugh. Then a
shock, binding light in my eyes, and
1 d
When l woke, dim rays of light penetrated
into Shiny cellar where I lay practically
a prisoner, FOR one leg was broken and was
bruised from head to foot. Rats ran along
the lodges in the masonry, and bats hung
\ from the rafters above.
i It must have been hours before help came
to me, but I lost all reckoning of time.
When at last was carried to my room and
medical aid was summoned, learned from
Lord Brewer that my being alive was nothing
} short of miracle. had fallen three flights
into a stone dungeon, one OF the numerous
pitfalls which abounded in this ancient pile
} The captain had skilfully guided me to the
secret door which was one Of his characters
tic discoveries.
Lord Brewer heard with aIlazement my tale
Of their treachery and trickery, but the scan
dal never became public British pride stepped
in at this point, the deeply anonyed master
| Of Tentowers making ample reparation fol
my loss of time and suffering. And the only
| reason for telling of the story is that during
my recent trip to London recognized In one
of the regning stage beauties Mrs. Captain
Marchand, who once telegraphed a poker hano
to her fellow trckster at Tentowers castle.
Mining Car Service .The Milyyaukee'
On the early evening Chicago train via
J, "The Milwaukee, leaving Minneapolis
5.25 D. m. and ST. PaulN s p. M. arriving
i Chicago Z. a. M, supper is served out OF
II Minneapolis and st. Paul in one of the
/ celebrated c., NJ. & st. P. dining ears.
This train carries standard sleepers and
) raaches through to Chicago where com