Little Falls herald. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1889-1950, 1902-08-08


!. : cup 81 coffee ~ III that have had.
to-day .sssssa
gu shall dine II once he ans
swered, "and here There s. an excel
lent little restaurant further down
the street, and one Of my men shall
go there and tell them to bring you
up meal. After that you shall go
/ home and change your costume, and
then we will arrange what shall be
| done about the travelling. : s s y
This programme was carried out to
the letter. We made good meal, at
least ! knew that ] did, and when it
was eaten. 9 cabswas procured, and ia
/ company with Leglosse said good-by
to the house in which had spent so
short . time, yet in which I had been
so miserable. TT sS> 2.
II shall never know how to repay
you for your Kindness said to my
companion as we drove down the
street. Had it not been for you and
your men should now be starving in
that wretched place. I'll certainly for
give. Hayle if he is ever. successful
enough to take me in again by one Of
his rascally tricks" ,.5a. = ::,ss
"You must not let him do that" re-
turned the Frenchman, shaking his
head. sour regulations are at stake"
When Preached my own apartments
the concierge was much relieved to see
me. She had been told that I was
| dead, perhaps murdered, and L.
CLOSES visit~to find me had not helped
to reassure her. A packet of letters
and kilograms were handed to me,
which carried up to my room to read
them while I was changing my attire.
Never before had been so glad to get
out of dress suit. -.
had just finished my toilette and
was in the act of commencingthep pack
ing of the bag intended taking with
me, when there was taptat the door
opened it, to find the concierge
there. -:
There is a lady in the parlor to see
monsieur" she said. 'She has maid
with her."
| "a lady to see me?" l asked, in
credulously. who on earth can she
be?"
! The concierge shook her head. In
my own mind l had arrived at the con-
clusion that it was Mile. Beaumarais,
and that Hayle had sent her to dis
cover, if possible, whether l had es-
capped from my confinement or not
On finding out that had, she would
telegraph to him, and once more he
would be placed on his guard. At first
I felt almost inclined not to see her,
but on second thought l saw the folly
of this proceeding. l accordingly en-
tered the room where the lady was
awaiting me. The light was not very
good, but it was sufficient for me to
see two figures standing by the win
, dow.
ITO whom am 1 indebted for the
honor of this visit, mademoiselIes? 2" |
began.
Don't you know me, Mr.. Fairfax 2"
the taller of them answered.. You
forget your friends very quickly.'%
miss Kitwater?" cried, what does
this mean?" 49,, =. = .-.. 2s...s...,, ;.
1T isza long story. she answered.
"but l feel sure that you will have
time to hear it now. am in terrible
trouble" :=.1~.:..>:. <<.S-..:.:...
II am indeed sorry to hear that"
answered, and then glanced at her
maid as if to inquire whether it were
safe to- speak before her. She inter-
'preted the look correctly and nodded
her head.
Eyes, Mr.. Fairfax" she said, "you
can say what you please before Nelly"
Then am right IN interpreting
your trouble as being connected with
your uncle?" asked. ,"~.~.>~, ~.as->s'e.47~:1'-s
! "Yes, that is it, she answered. "You
have guessed correctly. Do you know
that he and Mr.. Codd have .disap:
peared?"
"Disappeared?'' 1 repeated. "Have
you any idea where they have disap-
peared too"
mo, but can hazard very shrewd
guess" she replied. II believe they
have crossed to Paris in search OF
Mr.. Hayle. Since last Sunday my
uncle has been more depressed than
ever, while the paroxysms of rage, to
which he is SO subject, have been even
more frequent than ever. If the truth
must be told, 1 fear his troubles have
turned his brain, for he talks to him.
self in such queer way, and asks
every few minutes if l have received
news from you, so that l cannot help
thinking his mind is not what it should
be. You must understand that on
Saturday last, thinking itmight pos
sibly be required for the case, l drew
a large sum of money from the bank;
more than s 100, in fact. i securely
locked it up in my writing table, and
thought no one knew anything about
it. Yesterday my uncle and MIR. Codd
went for a walk, and did not return,
though l watched for them several