The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1906-01-05

plans so we'll laid that It mattered not
to him whittier went or what di
l passed moment OF heartrcniing
uncertainty. ! saw quite clearly wha.
little. little chance Of succe&i we had.
But shooi the feeling off. sought the
lower deck and inquired again for
Martsny. At last the ship; doctor
told he that he hG seen the sick man
safely to carriage and hal heard him
order the driver to proceed to the Hotel
Continental.
And frankly, Mr.. Lester" added the
doctor, IL am glad to be so we'll rid OF
him. 1t Is most fortunate that he did
not die OH the voyage"
l turned away with lighter heart.
From dying man there could not be
much to fear. So | hunted up MIR.
Royce and found him, finally, cndeav-
supcrcilious official.
1t was, 1t seemed, a somewhat COM
plicated proceeding to get to Etretat.
In half an hour Il train would leave
for Bonneville, where we must transfer
to another line to Les Ifs. There a
second transfer would be necessary be-
fore we could reach our destination.
How long would it take2 Our in
fOrmant shrugged his shoulders with
bnc nonchalance. 1t was impo Ssible to
say. There had been a heavy storm
two days before, which had blown
down wires and damaged the little
spur of track between Les Ifs and the
sea.
tni1 -
one definite fact remained a train was
to leave in half an hour which we
must take. So we hurried back to tho
boat, and finally were shut into
compartment two minutes before tho
hour.
Then. in that first moment OF mac
tivity, the fear Of MartiSny came back
upon me. Had he really gone to the ho-
tel! Had he deemed us not worth
watching. or had he watched? Was
tie Oil the train with us? Was he able
TO follow?
looked out cautiously from the WIN
dow, up and down the platform. but
saw no sign Of him, and in Il moment
more we ratified slowly away over the
switches.
An hours run brought us to Beuze-
vile, where we We're dumped out, to-
gcther with our luggage. in little
frame station. An official Informed us
that we must wait there three hours
for the train for Les Ifs. Beyond that
he could not say.
How far is Les Ifs from here?" III
Quired my companion.
about twelve kilometcrs, monsieur"
"And from there to EtretatT'
us twenty kilometcrs more"
"Thirty-two kilometers altogether"
said Mr.. Royce. That's about twenty
miles. Why can't we drive, Lestcrt'
Certainly it seemed better than wait
ing on the uncertain railway. and we
set ut once about the work OF finding
vehicle. / could be of little use. since
English was al unknown tongue at
BeuZcville, and even Mr.. Royce's
French was sorely taxed, but we sue
ceeded Mt last in securing q horse and
light trap, together with a driver who
claimed to know the road.
The road was smooth and level, and in
an hour and half from Beuzeville we
reached Les Ifs, and here we stopped
for light supper. We had cause to
congratulate ourselves that we had Sc
cured vehicle at BeuZeville, for we
learned that no train would start for
Etretat until morning. The damage
wrought by the storm Of two days be-
fore had not yet been repaired.
Luckily for us, the moon soon arose
SO that we got forward without much
difficulty. though slowly. and an hour
before midnight we pulled up trium.
rhantly before the Hotel Banquet, tho
principal inn of Etretat