Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1903-02-20
CHAPTER ~.
And the Professor, Too.

cepted the baron's weli-meant warn
ing for it's full value. and have left
Antwerp by the first train. But it was
only the word of the baron against
his OWL powers of perspicacity, and
Charlie did not see why he should
yield 80 easily.
In other words, he was not ready TO
believe ia the story the wonderful
baron had related. without more
abundant proof
Perhaps he might even doubt it until
the action Of Airline Brand convinced
him of her guilt, or her own sweet
lips confessed it,
That was Charles idea of friend
ship
With the disappearance of the baron
from the scene, Charlie supposed the
show WAS over for the morning.
He was mistaken.
While he stood there on the curb,
prey to distracting thoughts, he was
being closely watched by a man who
had been lounging just inside the en-
trance of the Steen courtyard
When Stuart started to move away,
the gentleman appeared to lose the
last yestige of control which he pos
sesSed.
He ran after the retreating figure.
The patter of footsteps just behind
him naturally caused Charlie to half
turn; perhaps he thought it might
be the baron, with yet another choice
bit OF information with which to add
to his stock of cheerfulness, or mayhap
Artemus DESTROYS of overtaking him.
He was Immediately undeceived.
A fiorid-faced gentleman, who look
ed as though he might have been dali
lying with the wine too long, but with
hot passion glowing in his eyes, was
close upon him.
Even as Charlie stepped back pace.
thinking the man was drunk, or in q
great hurry TO catch a train, to his IN
tense surprise the stranger slapped
int Charles face pair of kid gloves
he carried.
Luckily. Stuart had a cool head for |
one of his race, or they would have |
had it out then and there in the re-
spectacle street of the Steen.
He saw that the man had a griev- |
ance, though utterly in the dark as 10
what its nature might be.
'See here, Who are you?' asked
Charlie.
Aha. I am Herr Professor Richter
Of Dresden
Charlie shook his head
Still | am cropping in the dark. To
my knowledge | never had the pleas
ire of meeting you. professor.
The German scowled angrily.
Which is one good thing for you,
iir; and NOW that you have met me.
rou shall give me the satisfaction of
gentleman. Tomorrow morning il
must be, with pistols-or do you prefer
words? Blood alone can wipe out the
'ase Insult"
Suppose you tell me. Herr Profess
or, how ! have offended you. Surely,
could not be matter serious enough
0 cali for duel"
Howl" roared the German. dancing
D and down, his eyes glaring, his /
ands working as though eager to
lutch the others throat After des- {
-oying my honor. you profess ignor-
nee, scoundrel, Then l will tell you.
ven though every gossip in Antwerp
arm of my shame. By running away S
nth my wifei"
WHAT"
Charlie was so staggered by the &C g
lsation that he could hardly catch his $
-eath v
He had passed through some L
range experiences during his life. 9
1t this was really the first time he n
I'd ever been accused OF such an es- O
pade.
But, Herr Professor, | swear to c
VI 1 never set eyes upon the lady in Il
estion." Il
You lie. rascal, Did | not with my r,
IN eyes see you put her in the car b,
lge, and stand there watching her a,
i've away, You are guilty." eli
Poor Charlie felt as limp as a dish fc
This connection with Artemus and nj
irrepressible dramatic fever was A
nging about the most agonizing E. ii,
It's.
Wen, all say. is, / must have done to
In my sleep. But | gave you my
I'd, and If | cannot prove my in
,ence. I will give you the satisfac- UT
n you demand" pc
at sunrise?" eagerly.
AZ you say. There is my card. pro- lit
sor Leave the particulars at my tn
'ea.S
tuart stood looking after the learn en-
disciple.
RAe the wife of that bow-isggsd, rel
.vy-brainsd scholarf Perish The