The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1903-02-20
CHAPTER ~
And the Professor. Too.

ong the word OF the baron against
bic own powers Of perspicaclty, AMI
Chulle did not see why he should
yitt 40 easily.
h other words he was not ready to
belsve in the story the wonderful |
baron had related, without more
abuhdant proof
hrhaps he might even doubt II until |
The action Of airline Brand convinced
ain OF her guilt, or her own sweet
LIP confessed II.
NAT was Charles idea OF friend
sAlp.
With the disappearance OF the baron
nom the scene. Charlie supposed the
show was over for the morning.
Ne was mistaken.
While he stood there on the curb. a
prey 10 distractlng thoughts, he was
beng closely watched by a man who
bad been lounging Just inside the en-
t7nce OF the steon courtyard.
When Stuart started TO move away.
As gentleman appeared to lose the
lat vestige OF control which he pos
ttlsed.
He ran after the retreatlng figure.
The patter OF footsteps Just behind
him naturally caused Charlie TO half
iwA; perhaps he thought II might
" the baron. with yet another choice
bl OF information with which to add
10 his stock OF cheerfulness, or mayhap
krtemus DESTROYS OF oyertaking him.
He was Immediately undecelved.
A norld-faced gentleman. who look
u as though he might have been dali
hing with the wine too long, but witS
lot passion glowing in his eyes. was
dose upon him.
Even as Charlie stepped back a pace,
blinking the man was drunk. or In a
peat hurry TO catch a train, TO his in
knse surprise the stranger slapped
hto Charles face a pair OF kid gloves
le carried.
Luckily, Stuart had n cool head for
one OF his race, or they would have
had Il out then and there In the re-
Ipectable street OF the steen.
He saw that the man had a griev-
ances though utterly In tho dark as 10
what its nature might be.
See herel Who are your" asked
Charlie.
"Ahai am Herr Professor Richter
Of Dresden"
Charlie shook his head.
'stlll am cropping In the dark. 10
my knowledge | never had the pleas.
ure OF meeting you. professor"
The German Bcowled angrily
(which Is one good thing for you,
sir: and now that you have met me.
you shall give me the satisfaction OF
a gentleman. To morrow morning II
must be. with pistols-or do you prefer
swords2 Blood alone can wipe out the
base insult"
Suppose you tell me. Herr PROBES.
sor, how ! have offended you. Surely,
Il could not be matter serious enough
TO call for a duel"
"How?" roarod the German, dancing
up and down. his eyes glaring, his
hands working M though eager TO
clutch the others throat. After des-
troylng my honor. you profess ignor-
Rnce, scoundroll Then will tell you
even though every gossip In Antwerp
learn OF my shame. by running away
with my wlfel"
"What?"
Charlie was so staggered by the ac-
cusation that he could hardly catch his
breath.
He had passed through some
strange experiences during his life,
but this was really the hrst time he
had ever been accused OF such an es-
capade.
"But, Herr Professor. ! swear To
you / never set eyes upon the lady In
question"
''You lie, rascal! Did / not with my
own eyes see you put her In the car
riage. and stand there watching her
drive away You are guilty."
Poor Charlie felt as limp as dish
rag.
This connection with Artemus and
his irrepressible dramatic fever was
bringing about the most agonizing e.
suits.
"well. all say is, must have done
II In my sleep, But ! gave you my
word, and n / cannot prove my In
nocence, will give you the satlsfac'
tion you demand"
"To-morrow. at sunrise2" eagerly.
"As you say. There is my card. pro
fessor. Leave the particulars at my
hotel"
Stuart stood looking after the learn
ed disciple.
"she the wife OF that bow-legged
heavy Drained scholar? Perish the
thought There Is another inferno
mistake about II. This queer old town
IL all upset. It seems"
Then he suddenly remembered the
card she had given him, with her ad'
dress; as he had not thought 10 looh
at II, 80 he hastily drove into his peck
Ct and drew out the case in which b,
had placed II fresh from her hand
only TO receive q sad shock as he
bead;
"MADAM SOPHIE RICHTER,
FHotel de Ia PralX, Antwerp,
Dresden"
Wen. there q woe