The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1905-10-05
CHAPTER XIV.


Harvey lay and held on to the stran-
gers beard, and the stranger, who was
extended on the broad of his back, stared
hard and unthinkingly at the ceiling. The
corridor was brilliantly illuminated by
this time, and new observers were drib-
bling into it every instant. The manager
had arrived, and was questioning one or
two of his servants as to what had hap
pened. Harvey was beginning to come
to himself.
This fellow" he said, "ran into me
like a mailman. 81 believe he came out
of that lady's ROOM"
"Who is he?" asked the manager, adj
dressing one of the walters.
Gentleman in number nineteen, SIR"
said the waiter. "Came in by the ten to
ten tonight"
The gentleman of number nineteen
gave no sign of consciousness. He stared
without the slightest change of counte-
nance, without so much as flicker of
the eyelid, straight above him, and the
lockers on were somewhat alarmed about
him. One of them, a little more useful
than the rest, stopped and began to lift
Harvey to his feet, but the fingers of
both hands were entangled in the stunned
mans beard, and it was seen that the
whole side of the face and throat was
bruised and bleeding where the wiry,
black gray hair had been torn away by
Harvey's unconscious but strenuous
grasp. The young mans hands were full
of hair, as if he had been disembowel-
ing an old fashioned cushion.
You had better carry this gentleman
to number nineteen, and then call
DOCTOR" said the manager. "Mr. Jethroe
is not hurt, trustY'
Mr.. Jethroe was led back to his bed
room and comfortably seated in an arm
chair while the manager questioned him,
with all the respect due to Haryey's in
heritance of the decea sed uncle's million
sterling.
Harvey attached great deal too much
Importance to the event which had just
happened to be inclined to talk about
it freely. He contrived to satisfy the
manager while keeping his own counsel
The manager had said his respectful good
night, and had bowed himself half way
out of the room, when a sudden and un-
expected message was brought him.
Would it be possible" the bearer of
the message asked, for Mr.. Jethroe to
receive visit0rY'
"A visitor" Harvey demanded, in
great establishment. Il suppose the Wis
itor has q nameY
1.-THE name is Thorne," exclaimed a
voice from without, and Harvey dashed
into the corridor to welcome the speaker
what in the name of wonder brings
you hereY he asked, dragging the old
gentleman into the room by both hands.
Accident, dear boy, accident" said
Mr.. Thorne with a fourishing geniality.
II mad business here, and thought Con-
stance was in need of a change, and so
brought her with me-"
Constance is here? cried Harvey.
II this hotel?
I'm this hotel, dear boy" said Mr..
Thorne. He was as pompous as Of old,
but he was genillity itself. The million
made difference. "She has not yet re-
tired" he said, though she had just
reached her room when that extraordi-
nary noise broke out, and she and both
witnessed the extraordinary scene in the
corridor outside. What was it all about %
That is more than I can tell you"
Harvey answered with perfect verbal
truth, though the reply, in effect, was
misleading. Can see Consumer he
asked eagerly.
Certainly, my dear Harvey. certain
II. Meet US in two minutes in the cof-
zee ROOM"
Harvey made a rapid toilet, and with
in the specified time was standing hand
in hand with Constance. with Mr.. Thorne
looking on at their meeting with hands
appraised in jocular blessing. like father
In a comedy. There was nobody else in
the apartment. and they were able to sit
down and talk at ease. Unfortunately
for Mr.. Thorne. he had not found time
to impress Constance as he had meant to
do. with the idea that his arrival at that
particular hour was an accident, and even
if he had, It was ten to one that the
girls downright honesty of nature would
have led her to refuse to shelter him She
betrayed the truth unconsciously af euce.