The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1905-07-01

1ea ep e ea1 i t sybl pro-
"And that's where the fun comes in.
Mr.. Forsyth insists that my cousin is
tho proposed victim of some diaboical
plot, anarchist or otherwise, and he
dence. The old gentleman, as you may
not be aware, was sort of policeman
in India, and is cracked on finding out
things. Naturally, to one Of that tenn
permanent, the mystery Mr.. Forsyth
chose, to make out Of WI gar attempt
and the general caught on at once.
| amateur detectives, you know-and
they think they've got a clue.'
"How truly Interestingly And the
"'Of the most remote kind-not even
arrived at, O la Sherlock Holmes, by
! inspecting cigarette ashes. 1t seems
that MI: Forsyth-who,, by the way,
the duke at the Cecil, coming away
from the suite of a Mr.. Zieg1er. He
chose to think that my cousin was look
! ing agitated, whereas he was only
tired after his voyage. Mr.. Ziegler,
therefore, if you please, has fallen UNI
der the ban of suspicion from these
Wlseac1res, and is supposed to be muir
duke, Even the mischief Of some
wretched boy in playing tricks with
the train he travelled by the other night
Mr.. Ziegler."
land his grace-does he also at
tribute these things to the same quar-
ter?' asked Mrs. Talmage Eglinton.
scarcely with the breathless interest
que to such tremendous doings. She
had way. of opening her eyes wide
Wnen putting question: manner
Ism which had the effect of creating
doubt whether she was intensely eager
, or only bored.
He thinks it all nonsense-same as
l co., syhil made answer. "He has
5old these over-clever gentlemen to
leave the thing alone, and I expect if
> ne tinds out what the general is nm To
> that he turn them both out of the
house and give Mr.. Forsyth his dis,
mlssaL Of course, you won It say anv.
: thlng-Wlll you9-because I'm only 6
p peer re natn' and I can't afford te
0 ~ am discretion itself. What is
' General Sadgrove up to. dearly wa
/ the reply. We"
$ sy6ll $ pretty, mouth bent close tt
confide the startling fact that the pen
e eral was going to London in the morn
= ing with the intention of bearding Mr.
y Alegler IN his den-otherwise in hi
/ rooms at the Cecil. If he should b,
/ refused permission to see Ziegler. or
n seeing him, should be unable to satisf,
J. hlnself OF his responsibility, he wa
II impart his suspicious to the authori
! ties: Sybil sketched the CARRYING on
J., u OF this amazing program and it's prob
# aole consequences with much ANNA
~ t1on and ridicule, but her hearers in
"a terest tailed off into undisguised indit
Le ference, ending in deliberate yawn.
% M. what a very stupid affair!' Mr.
it [almage Eglinton murmured, edo 70
n s an99W, It has made me quite sleep,
m have started a real, elawing, hamme
D. ing headache. Shouldn t wonder if
q am not laid up tomorrow. -
d Nodding q good night to the other
le she rose and swept from the room, 70
le 10Y re a.; by; sXbll, who, profusely syr
Is to her own apartments. At the do,
h OF the latter a dark-eyed, slender Wor
~ an, in black dress with broad. viii
collar and cuffs was standing. TIL
= was Rosa, the French maid, on who
aee services Mrs; Talmage Eglinton pr
1esse e. he rs entirely aa dependent =,
Id eipient invalid, and, pausing on t
IS, threshold, she babe an affectiona
p good night to her girlish admirer. {
m am not really ill-only little r,
Mt down. she assured her. 81 do ho-
I shan't have to keep my room tome
he row.
y. The brilliant vision Of Partisan e
- gance having vanished into the roo
Sybil made her way down stairs, al
in in the hall encountered General Sa
,g- grove, who wore a light overcoat ov
er his evening things and gray felt h;
ID He was engaged in wiping the wet frc
to his patent-leather shoes with his han
kerchief, but looked up on Sybil s a
he proach, and, removing his hat, went
f. with his occupation.