The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1905-07-08

the strange cure of midnight journey.
On this eventful morning it so hap
pened that the ladies were all assem-
bled in the breakfast-room before any
Of the gentlemen were down. Sybil,
presiding at the tea and coffee equipage,
mage Eglinton s narrative OF her pur-
chases in London the day before; Mrs.
Sherman was wondering to Mrs. Sad
grove whether ."Leonidas' would come
straight to Prior's Tarrant, or insist on
depositing the bonds in the Bank of
, England first; and Leonie was Looking
| dreamily thru the open windows across
the park-she was often dreaming now
adays; SO was the duke. -~
Presently General Sadgrove strobe
in and took his scat, making no apol-
ogy, because breakfast was come-as-
you-please meal. and no one was expec:.
ted to be punctual. But when ne nag t1
said good-morning all round he glanced
uneasily at the vacant places OF Beau
MANOR and Forsyth. The two young
men were usually up and about before
anyone.
Mrs. Talmage Fglinton had broken
off in the middle of describing 9 new
and ravishing hat to Sybil In order TO
smile welcome to the grim old war
rior. She was now following the d1rec.
ton of his glance. and commented on
it in sprightly fashion. =.
Mr.. Forsyth!' she purred. IT believe
you men keep most frightfully. late
hours in this house, general. what IS
it It'll that you doWplay cards or gamble
"No, it's chess" jerked out the
Mate to the king and the black queen
to move. All that sort Of thing, don It
you know 49, r.
The American widow trilled out q
silvery laugh, and the veteran attacked
!, his breakfast. But, looking singu-
a a1y Sf It'll m appets and ss ate T
~, frowning at the two empty places;
! and when Alec Forsyth came in alone,
and white as sheet, he was on his legs
in a moment. s..--.s...
, "Where is the duke9" the general
flung at his nephew.
1T don't know; he s not in his room
and I can't find him anywhere, in tbs
| should Ike to speak to you for mo
ment,'' Forsyth added, with a signif
cant glance at the ladies, who had sc
7 far failed to grasp that there was any
: thing serious in duke being late fol
= breakfast in his own house.
the a nssasd no oot seSn e t Fsaq h to eps
: tell me shortly said the old man al
e soon as they were alone together.
' What Forsyth had to tell did no
! amount to much. As was his custom
+ he had gone to Beaumanoir' 8 room a.
. soon as he was dressed. and had fount
. i vacant can't. AS, however, the bed h "a
. wrong, thinking merely that the duk
. was smoking an early cigaret on thu
! terrace. Seeing no sign Of him there
!, he extended his search in the grounds
L 4 but again with no result. The mex
: step was to question the servants, non
: the previous day.
!. The general stroked his chin thought
: fully II don't believe that woman
L L knows anything he said at length
. ~ was watching her when you cam
= = in. She seemed to be surprised, an,
= even disconnected, by your news. -
! "Perhaps one Of her colleagues ha
: acted Independently, or there may b
y divided counsels in the camp Forsyth
r suggested. Gin that case
y In any case, what we have to do i
to find find, Beaumanoir; dead ssao or alive tn tn
you must get grip on yourself and g
in and eat your breakfast calmly-jus
g the tn women women. ii go and hunt up All
It moolah. If there has been any sti
n during. the night he is sure to kno,
it Of it,
l. But as the general descended the tel
q race steps he was smitten with inwar
s. misgivings on that point. Had his faith
l. full henchman detected anything ur
n usual during the hours Of darkness h
would, long ere this, have been up
J. the house to report; besides which, j
IS he had come across any lurking mis-
f creants he would have seen to it tina
d no harm befen the duke. And here wa
If the duke missing. The hypothesis wa
d that Azimoolah had either. been elude
a. or had himself fallen a victim to fol-
Is play. ls
le Influenced by this fear, the geners
e quickened his pace and as soon as b