The Dakota chief. (Gann Valley, Buffalo County, S.D.) 18??-1913, 1906-10-18
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on Sir Gerald Tenby's table. He had
breakfasted early and gone cut much be-
| fore his usual time. .#
Have my things ready to be packed"
! he said to his new valet. 1T is just pos
sible that | may go North this afternoon
AS he Has passing out of the door his
servant spoke to him respectfully.
Il beg your pardon, Sir Gerald" he
| said, ''but does this belong TO you? 1t
was picked up at the lower end Of the
corridor yesterday by the woman who
| cleans these rooms. II seems to have
been broken, and l don't think you have
the fellow to match it among your
| things"
Gerald stood and looked down an in
| slant on the little jewel that lay upon
his servants outsretched palm. 1t was a
portion of a sleeve-link, enaIaeled in dark
blue, with an initial set in the enamel
| in small brilliants.
How we'll he remembered this small
| link! Years ago, when Hubert had been
mere lad he had been made so proud
| by this gift from his father.
He had always worn them, Gerald re-
membered-these small, dark-blue enam-
eled discs-with the letter III" set so
neatly and so prettily in the center.
A cold sensation passed over him as
| he looked upon that familiar souvenir of
tlfe past. He could not bring himself &c
| touch it, and it was difficult for him tt
| frame his voice to seem natural as ht
answered his servant
ut does not belong to me-" he said
ut must have been dropped by some one
| else. Probably Mr.. Stanton will know.
You had better put it on one side. Did
he tell you if he would be back to-day?"
Mr.. Stanton gave me no orders at all,
sir. He went in a great hurry to catch
| his train. He left before l called you,
SIR"
"Mr. Stanton has gone into the coun-
! try to look me up some horses" said Ger
aid.
II beg your pardon, sir, but there has
been a man here once or twice asking
| for you"
What sort of MANI" demanded Sir
| Gerald, abruptly. do you mean my dis
| charged valet, Stephens?'
No, sir, not him. l know him. This
| mans a sort of carman. He says he was
| ncr paid in full for carrying away some
| luggage from here. OF course, l could
not say anything about it, sir, as it seems
| this luggage was removed the evening be-
fore l came to YOU
You had better refer this man to Mr..
Stanton" Gerald said. He manages all
these things for me. 1 really don't know
what was taken away. There were some
things belonging to Mr.. Stanton"
THE mans manner was rather often
sive, sir" the valet said. ''He talked in
| a strange manner. He said he ought to
have had a sovereign more than he was
given"
Sir Gerald forced a smile to his lips.
| He took out some gold from his waistcoat
| pocket.
There is one penalty attached to in
| heriting a fortune, Bates" he said with
| an attempt at Hghtness, land that is that
! everybody imagines he or she must share
| it. Give him that if he comes, and if
| about his business"
With that Gerald Tenby had passed
out and made his way down the stair
case, glancing about him furtively, fear
full, he knew not of what. Ill and weary
he made his way to his club.
Heard the news, Tenby?" inquired one
| young man, carelessly, as he sauntered
past. "They say old Marchmont is dy-
ing. Lady Betty will be inconsolable."
Dying? Edward Marchmont? Why,
l had no idea he was i'll ~
Taken suddenly i'll yesterday" observ-
ed the youth who had spoken, in the same
careless fashion. Had kind of fit. or
something of that sort. Good old chap,
too. It's pity, but it's always the good
ones that CO."
Gerald wandered away from the club.
He stood every now and then to look at
something in the shop windows, seeing
nothing, and he turned at last into an
exhibition of pictures.
| The room was half empty. He sat
down on one of the seats, glad of the
quietness, and yet afraid of it. The few
persons who were gazing at the pictures
on the wall moved past him, murmuring
in whispers.
| Vaguely Sir Gerald felt the.r presence
ard envied them. \ sigh escaped him
a sigh so deep that it reached the ears of
woman who was standing only a few
yards away.
| She turned and knit her brows as she
saw whence this sigh had come. She
moved on a pace or two, but her interest
in the pictures had gone. Far more in
teresting was it to her to glance at Ger
aid Tenby's motionless figure and pale,
set face.
What could this man be thinking
about? What kind of thought was it that
could bring such an expression to his
face?
| Sylvia shivered, she hardly knew why,
| and then all at once she started, for
| some one had spoken a name in her ear,
L .uhiah ha haI