The Kendrick gazette. [volume] (Kendrick, Idaho) 1892-1968, 1906-11-30
CHAPTER xIv.{c Continued. J

He was on old man, and 1t was worth
the effort. But an | sprang towards him,
he whipped out a revolver from his pock-
ct and ! shrank away from the black
ring pointed at my chest.
"Such folly IL. not what should have
expected from Miss Weston he con-
tinued. "Should you cause me to kill
you, shall certainly not spare your faith
or. And why should tive suffer for the
fault Of sneg'
"Hew am / to know that even If /
accept this that ven sffer, you will let
him 60 unharmedT / cried.
ION my word Of honor, win not hurt
hair of his head"
~Your word Of honer!''
'sDe yeu doubt me, mademciselle 7" he
shouted, faring up int another burst
Of passion. II come of an honorable
house, house that served its kings in
many wars before the Revolution de-
streyed rs. am no pig Of German;
! ana Marnac Of Toulouse, mademoi-
selle, and we hold to cur word though
we are tern in pieces"
But hew can yeu, gentleman, drive
an innocent girl to 80 frightful deathT
/ ] pleaded with him.
Innocent Did ysa net write that
arttcleg" He spoke eagerly, with a
glance Of keen suspicion.
Yes. / wrote It."
~Then 60. Remember, walt and
watch. Ii yeu fear to do this thing.
yes, even If you hesitate too long over
there upon the cliR edge, shall kill Jour
father"
Without another word began to walk
down the sloping moor towards the sea.
CHAPTER XIV.
have asked Miss Mary Weston to
end her narrative at this point. / think
Il better that / should now take up
the threads of the story.
After Marnac's escape from Poland,
Sir Henry Graden and Travelled to Ber-
lin. There we carefully examined the
book Of extracts which had come into our
hands. and sent warning letters to those
writers who from the marginal notes
seemed to have especially reused this
madman's anger against them. The ex-
treme animosity which was evinced
against "Cantab's" article in the Uni
versity Review especially alarmed us for
the authors safety. Finally we deter
mined to proceed to London, discover his
identity, and take the necessary steps
for his safety. Distasteful as was this
detective business to man Of my stu
dious habit, nevertheless felt that 1t
was my duty to assist my cousin in
hunting down the murderer.
II was ON the evening Of Sunday, Nov.
20, that we arrived at Chafing Cross
Station, from which we removed to the
morese fespectability Of Jerrold's Hotel.
At eleven on the following morning we
were nshered byea buttony boy into the
editorial sanctum of the University Re-
view.
Mr.. Rolles--for such we had discover
ed was the name Of the editor--remained
seated before his American roller-top
desk. He was very large and sleek
young man. with plump cheeks OF dingy
color. AID pince-nez glasses which he
wore half way down his nose. His gen.
cral appearance was suggestive of ca
pacity fer plum-duff and sugar water,
and he eozed Interpretation from every
pore.
And what can / do for your he
inquired, with sedate patronage.
In the month of August" said my
cousin, declining the chair that Mr..
ROLES suggested, "you published an arti-
Gle signed 'Cantab, dealing with book
written BY Prof Marnac of Heidelberg"
"Most certainly. Pray proceed"
Fer the most urgent private reasons
desire 'Cantab's' name and address, y
Which l cannot give you," said Mr..
ROLES, lighting goid-tipped cigarette.
My cousin walked up to the editorial
desk and spoke down upon him.
from my card. sir, which perceive
you have before you, you can judge that
am respectable person"
Perhaps, perhaps" smiled Mr.. ROLES;
but nowadays even baronets, you know,
are-weil, not always worthy Of such i'm
plicit confidence as you demand"
saw the right hand of my cousin
steal out towards the editorial collar, but
he restrained himself.
"You reduce me, sir, TO speak of my
self with less good taste than modesty."
ne said. Have you never heard of my
name as an explorer or a scientist 2"
'sVery often. my dear Sir Henry;
though even for SO distinguished a light
cannet break my most sacred rule. If
you choose to write to 'Cantab,' will
forward the letter. Further cannot
60"
l don't think that Mr.. ROLES will ever
realize how near he came to a thorough
trouncing. For q moment my cousin. so
to speak. hung In the wind. Then he
drew up chair and sat down at the cor
ner Of the desk.
II win accept your offer, sir" said he.
"Give me a blank sheet Of paper"
The letter written, It was handed over
to Mr.. ROLES, who gave rs his word that
It should go BY the next post. Then
We retired into the street.
My cousin was simply unbearable that
day. He was always impatient of DELAY:
but in all our wanderings together l have
never suffered from him more acutely,
He dragged me aimlessly about the
streets, set me down to lunch at a COM
Portable restaurant. and then swept me
on before the coffee arrived. I endeav-
ored to escape him, but the attempt was
. hopeless failure. Five o'clock was
striking when he turned his face east
ward-he had been inquiring for letters
at the Traveller, In Pail Maitland.
with his most unwilling companion trot-
ting beside him. again advanced on Co
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