The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1905-07-01
THF DTTKF DF(<T)FS A MYSTERY STORY BY HEADoN Hill
<coPYRleHr, 1908. BY A. VESSELS coy

searching gaze with which his, uncle
raked him.
But with lthe exception of the short
drive to the station, during which Mrs.
Talmage Eglinton was unusually preoc-
cupied, he was spared the uncongenial
train came in the fair American said
chaffingly that she knew he was dying
to smoke-that, anyhow, she was in a
mood for meditation herself, and intend
ed to indulge it in the seclusion of
"ladies' compartment. - Forsyth re-
| sponded with the barest protest demand
, ed by courtesy, and went away to a
smoking -carriage, much relieved
| He saw her again at st. Pancras; in
deed, he contrived to be near enough to
| overhear the directions to an address in
Bond street, which she gave to her cab
man, but he noticed the not unexpected
| fact that here in London she had no de-
Sire for his society. She had hurried
into the vehicle without looking round
that betokened special instructions to
the driver.
Forsyth took another cab and babe
his man keep the first cab in sight Be
fore long he perceived that the lady
was in truth going to Bond street, and
ing her. discharge. her cab and skip
lightly into the shop of fashionable
modiste in that thorofare. His compla-
cence was little marred by uncertainty
whether she had observed him or not,
but from the quick turn Of her head as
she crossed the pavement he was rather
inclined to think that she had.
cit doesn't matter, really" he re.
fected. s.She knows that we suspect
her completely, or she wouldn't have
tried to blind her trail to the hotel by
driving. here, first. Strange. tho, that
suspeeting that, she should have taken
He had ordered his driver to take him
to the Hotel Cecil, and at the same time
in turn were being. followed by the
lady whom they had Just run to ground
But when he was set down at the maiI
entrance OF the great twelve-storiet
nothing of the sort. had occurred.
"Not so keen after you, SIR, as YOU
was after her, calculated the smar
cabman as he whipped up and wheeled
round, dissatisfied, after the manner o:
his kind, with the extra half crown b,
had received for his sshadowing job: ,
Forsyth shuddered.. Keen, b,
George!" he murmured ruefully:, II
only my devotion to poor old Charlie,
!, den by Mrs Talmage Eglinton my tas]
, would have been lighter one.''
, He went into the bureau and in
! quired if Mr.. Clinton Zeigler was in
J receiving the stereotyped reply that Nh
Ziegler was always in, being an invalie
WheYeupon he sent up his card, frs
! peneiling thereon the words, "Privat
secretary to the duke Of Beaumanoir.
The bellboy who took up the car
reappeared almost Immediately, fyin
down the grand staircase three steps a
a time.
gentleman said,'' was the boys urgen
9 appeal.
Forsyth, with feeling of havin
}, burned his Ships obeyed with equ;
: alacrity, and was shown into the suit
e made memorable by the raid Of h
i highness the Thakore of Bhurtnagu
$ otherwise General Sadgrove,s faithfl
orderly, Azimoolah Khan. He notice
passing 5a Nh the T aGar OF E seG
S was slightly ajar, but his attention W;
imme diately claimed by the welcome
k received in Mr.. ziegler's apartment
: Just inside the door he was, met by
n tall, bold-eyed man Whom, from Bea
manoir's description, he had no dit
= NColonel Anstruther Waleot,!'' but WI
introduced himself as Leopold Benzo
10 Mr.. Ziegler' s private secretary.
Il The idea Of a professional Grimm
~ being served with such specious pom
" tiekied Forsyth sense of humor; bu
e. restraining an impulse to laugh in Il
t. fellow s face, he responded gravely
s. the salutation and stated his bushes
r, He had come, he said, after mentlo
q. ING his name, on behalf of the duke
N Beaumanoir, to see Mr.. Ziegler by a
" pointment on matter Of private bu
ness.
ID q Mr.. Ziegler is expecting you,n Be
to zon replied, scrutinizing the visitor
ed face narrowly. Unfortunately, he
not so well as usual this morning, a.
er is not yet dressed. must ask you.
wait little till he is ready to recei
re you.
ID, Forsyth bowed and took the chair
he fered him, not without an inwa