The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-08-19
CHAPTER V.-Contlnued.
A Queer Customer.

CHAPTER V.-contlnued.
A Queer Customer.
But without Barwell. his man, ne
could not have enjoyed so much liberty.
Barwell was qualified to take honors In
the arts Of lying and Intrigue; he care
fully concealed his young masters pee
cadilloes, and FOR very good reasoh-il
paid him to do so.
Barwell was indulging in furtive Gig,
arctic with the butler when the sharp, ag-
gressive mitraileuse-li like sound of the
electric bell was heard.
That's for you, Barwell Mr.. Har-
graves come home" said the butler.
II don't want telling that, Mr.. Grover
said Barwell. snappishly. flinging his Gig
arctic into the fireplace. THAT beastly
electric's good enough, I suppose. Id
walk mile to see the fellow who first
thought Of the disgusting invention hung.
Upon my sivvy, I would"
'It's a bit irrtatin', I must admit 1t
gets on my nerves sometimes especially
when the old lady keeps her finger on the
button I call 1t nothing short Of de-
moralizing, and assure you, Barwell, I've
been tempted many time to use bad Ian
guage."
Tempted rejoined Barwell, with
snort. II don't walt to be tempted
do It,"
his masters summons .-..... o..
Something's gone wrong he NUT
tered, as he went UP the stairs. II know
as we'll as tho he'd told me that he was
going to call at the Tremaines'. L sup
pose he hasn't pulled 1t off with the lady.
Won't he be In wax and won't ms
mother be overjoyed II she hears or 1t!
The old lady's pumped me enough about
the business, but never a word has she
got out Of yours truly. I've lived long
enough In this blessed old house to know
which side my breads buttered." '''.-
When he entered Hargrave's room he
did not want second glance to tell him
that the wax" he anticipated was real
ized.
1--WE had bit Of tumble Barwell.
Just get out my tweed-not my serge suit.
And Barwell, look here, II knocked my
face-a bally fool of a workingman, COM
ing sharply round a corner with ladder,
caught me blow full In the eye.'
YES SIR" said the valet, sympathiz-
ingly, ut must have been nasty blow.
I'm afraid you'll have 'em both in mourn
ing Tomorrow
''Thats Just, what I'm afraid off, re-
Joined Denton, uneasily. people always
place wrong consideration over a pair
Of black eyes" ....
''They do, sir. don't believe If you
was to tell 'em the truth they'd believe
It,"
Hargrave looked up sharply. Was his
man speaking ironically? Nothing could
be gathered from Barwelrs stolid coun-
tenance.
isn't there some way Of painting black
eyes?" he asked, after some little hest
tation.
II believe there Is, sir. Some where
down in Radcliffe highway I've heard
there's barber who does them. But II
you'll take my advice. sir, you wont
bother about having them painted II
don't deceive no one, least of all YOU
mama, sir. Her eyes are extra sharp"
y But what's to be done?" cried Har
grave, piteously. "Of course, could pre-.
tend to be Ill, but she would persist or
seeing me, and then the whole thing
would come out.'
you might go away, SIR" suggested
Barwell.
but so suddenly-what excuse could
give?' -.-. ..,
"Supposing, sir, as one of your friend
was yachting and had wired you to joil
him-say Hayling Island?"
why Hayling Island-that wilderness
of placer" @'..
''Only because I've got brother there
could wire him to send up an invitation
and I could show her the telegram
BarwelPs face was more solemn thai
ever Hargrayes little eyes twinkled. II
understood. ...., -.
Good See to it at once. Send off you
wire. Here's half a sovereign. Keep tn
change" .....-
Thank you SIR" and Barwel DEPARTS
on his diplomatic mission.
About o. clock arrived the Invitation
30 skilfully arranged. "
Have just arrived from Harwick, an
wire to remind you Of your promise t
join me. Shall wait twenty-four hour
for you, and then start for cruise t
Holland. Wire at once If you can come
Seaton."
Splendid" exclaimed Hargrave Coul
not be better. Don't forget to give tn
telegram to my mother"
you may be sure, sir, shan't forge
that answered the discreet serving mar
Hargraves portmanteau was read
packed, a cab was fetched and he starte
for London Bridge station.
'Ill leave my things at the cloakroom,
he decided. "And then keep my appoint
ment with that queer customer"
A whisky and soda, cigarette and Har
grave, feeling altogether comfortable wa
half inclined to leave the queer customer
to keep his appointment by himself
Dislike and fear would have kept hir
back, something stronger than either Dire,
him onward.
He found the man waiting for him look
Ing so evil that he wished he had provide
himself with a revolver.
Il thought you'd come. young gent
said the man, with a grim SMILE I'VE
take a cab
He hailed a passing hanson, and Har
grave followed him in He called out som
address thru the trap. all that Hargrav
recognized being the word ''Rotherhite"
About 10 o'clock Hargrave Denton re
appeared at London Bridge station look:n
much graver than Was his won't He &C
his portmanteau from the cloakrooom, ant
jumping into cab. drove to Paddingto
station.
Here he took ticket for Bodmin, Corr
wall.
CHAPTER vi.
An omlnous Calm.
A week went over--a week Of anxiety
NJ IN a iptu Of a,