Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1904-03-17
"Will that do?" he asked

''Will thai do?" he asked.
The counts face beamed with admir-
alton and satisfaction.
Capitol, capital. All, yes. You are
good shot, my lord. This promises
to be-er-interesting
Very" said Stuart Villiars, dryly.
The count took the envelop from the
tree.
May | be permitted to retain this
as souvenir" he asked.
Certainly" said Lord villiars with
a smile
Thanks. And now | will leave YOU
to your repose. Do not smoke much
tonight, my lord. Nothing uDsteadies
the hand more than tobacco. Wine
ah, but wine is good-in moderation,
but tobacco-bah! it is very bad. At
six | shall have the pleasure" and he
bowed. by the way, is there any
commission, any letters you wish me
to take charge off"
mo, said Stuart Villiars: none
thanks, count. If meet with an
accident tomorrow, write to nv agent.
anc bury me in the churchyard here.
1t is a pleasant little spot"
The count regarded him with an
admiring glance. If he had been an
ltelian instead of an Englishman, he
could not have behaved better. the
count thought.
Good" ne said. But you will not
meet with an accident. Your aim is
too good, and your coolness-bah! it
Is all that could be wished. Till to-
morrow, my lord" and once more Stu
art Villiars was left alone.
He returned to his room, and, not
witnstanding the counts assurance
that no accident would happen to him,
spent the remainder OF the night in
destroying letters and papers and az
ranging his affairs.
The estates would go to a distant
cousin, of another branch of the fam.
lily, and ell would be arranged by
Craddock.
He wrote note to Miss Mazurka. /
kindly expression of his gratitude TO.
her devoted nursing during his illness
and then a short memorandum re
specting the quarrel between him and
Lord Dewsbury, stating that he alb.
solved Lord Dewsbury from all blame
and desired that in the event of his
falling, his representatives, should
take no action in the matter.
BY the time he had got through
these tasks and haG his bath. the dawn
was breaking.
Punctual to the minute, the count
was announced as the clock struck
six, and the two men sat down to
breakfast.
The count had an excellent appetite
and did justice to the dainty meal the
chef-who probably knew all about
the affair-had sent up; but Stuart
V1lliars drank cup of coffee and ate
slice of toast more for the sake OF
keeping his guest in countenance than
because he needed it.
The morning was dull and cloudy
and sullen breeze, which would be
put to flight later by the sun, murmur
ed through the tres of the garden.
Stuart Villiars went to the window
and looked out at the sea, thinking
with a half-wistful, half-amused sensa
ton, that he was probably looking al
it for nearly the last time.
The two men lit their cigars and got
their overcoats and hats, and the
count. with his pisto,-case under his
paletot, consulted his watch and
smiled cheerfully.
I'VE walk, of course!" he said. eve
shall not attract so much attention."
Then think we had better start. u
said the count, as light-heartedly as if
he were bound for wedding.
They left the hotel and made their
way towards the sand hills.
Monaco was still asleep, and the
persons they met regarded them with
only a lukewarm interest. as two
gentlemen out in Sc ch of an appetite
for breakfast.
There was little stir at the station.
for the first train had just come in, but
the count. with fine air of mystery,
led his companion down a by-street
and avoided the new arrivals.
They reached the place of meeting,
and the count. with evident satisfac-
ton, observed that they were the first
on the field.
Always make it a practice to be
hrst, ne said, unlocking his case and
examining his pistols. as if he had not
done so dozen times since the pre-
ceding night. "Punctuality is ineumb-
ent in such occasions as these, Lord