New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1907-04-21

Monica taken completely by surprise, bent
suddenly forward then remembering the need
for caution, dropped back against the cushions.
Carmona caught her nervous movement,
and, suspicion alert turned a keen gaze on
us The lace handkerchief had vanished.
was sitting indifterently, with arms folded.
Still, | felt there was detail of my figure
that Carmona was not noting.
"A simple punCture" he said, and We have
all necessary means To mend 1t. thank YOU
Dick and lifted our caps 70 the ladies, and
went our way.
If that Moor faced chap isn't on to the
game, he's getting mighty warm, rs the chill
dren say" Dick remarked dryly.
He can't possibly be certain. said |.
q" Even if he saw nv face he couldn't swear
TO identifying it, as the only sight he ever had
OF me was in that yellow Romeo wig Besides,
Romeo had no muStaChe. and thanks to Your
advice, | have. Its the one thing that Is con-
spicuous under the goggles
Il didn't say he knew; | said ne guessed.
See here while he's waiting for his tire. could
he wire from this town to the frontier IN tune
10 have YOU stoppedf You would feel mighty
small To be detained 10y policeman at the
door OF SPAN, while Carmona and Lady Mon
ica went through and disappeared.
I'D shoot the policeman FIRST.
There YOU are, being Spanish again, Just
when YOU ought To develop little horse sense
This put me on my mettle, and in two min
utes ! had thought out a plan. while Dick
Already Hendaye, the last French town.
was only Just beyond sight. We ran
through 1t at high speed. passed on through
little Behobe; and next moment our tires
were rolling through a brown mixture OF
French and Spanish mud on the international
bridge that crosses the swiriing BidaSsOa. We
had passed from Gaul TO iberia. At the cen
trail IRON lamppost, carrying one side the
r. F." of France. on the other the ROYAL
Arms of Spain, | lifted my cap IN SalutatiOn TO
my native land. Just where. had | been an
EugliShman. / should have lifted 1t TO memo
ries OF grand old Wellington. The broad river
was rushing, green and swift, down 10 Fuen-
tcrTabia ana the SEA. We were across the
dividing water now, in lrun. and ON Spanish
soil High collared Spanish soldiers, loung-
ing 10y their sentry boxes, looked keenly at Us,
but made no move little guessing that the ac-
| cused bomb thrower Of Barcelona was driving
past them through this romantic gate 70 SPAN
We turned abruptly 10 the right, and pulled
up at the custom house.
To hurry a Spanish official had often heard
nv father say III old DAYS Is thing ImPosSI-
bic. and We avoided an air OF anxiety. The
three men IN the big red car appeared 10 desire
nothing better than 10 lnger IN the society
of the ioHaHisrS \ propitiatory cigarette
Wa offered and accepted. Carefully the over
coated man selected with his eye Il piece OF
luggage on the roof
II was hard 10 show no ImpatIenCe - the
officers lazy cigarette stained hand wan
dcred among the contents Of the SUIT case.
When any article puzzled him, he pauSed-an-
other precious minute gone. But eventually
ne was satisfied with the inspection OF the
luggage. and indicated that II might be re
placed Then came the question of the de