Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1907-05-16

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further short delay, the gang rltnk was
run ont.
And now" said my companion. hold
ing out her hand. we must say good
by"
Indeed. not" J protested. Sec there
go DUR mother and Royce. They re
evidently expecting us to follow. Well
have to help you with your baggage"
Our baggage goes through TO Paris
We make our declarations there
AT least. l must take you to the
train.'
You are risking everything" She
cried. We can say goodbye here as
We'll as on the platform"
II q think So" | said.
Il have already said goodbye to all
my other friends"
But i refuse to be treated just X
all the Others" and / started with her
down the gansplank. !.
She looked at me from the corner or
her eyes. her lips trembling w in
dignation and amusement.
do you know" she said dellber-
atcly. Il am beginning to fear you are
obstinate, and | abhor obstinate peo-
pie
I'm not at all OBSTINATE l objected.
I'm simply c%ontending for my rights.
Your rights"
My right to be with you as long as
Il sti W OUc.
Are there Otherso'
Many others. Shall I enumerate
Them"
NO" she said. I'VE haven't time.
Here is mother"
They were to take the company's spe-
cial train to Paris. which was waiting
on the wharf. 200 feet away, and we
slowly pushed our way toward 1T. In
HI clamor and hurry and confusion
wholly Latin. there was no chance for
intelligent converse. The place was
swarming with people. each of them, as
1t seemed to me. on the verge OF hys-
terra. Someone. somewhere, was shout
ing En- voiture!" in a st%entorian voice.
Suddenly. we found u way blocked by
see our tickets.
You can't come any farther. I'm
afraid" said Mrs. Kemball. turning to
us. Wen have to say goodbye" and
she held out her hand. But Well soon
see YOU o again in Paris. You have
the address,"
oh, yes" / assured her; I felt that
there was no danger of my ever for
getting ii.
Very we'll. then: We shall ook for
YOU" and she shook hands with both
OF us.
For an instant. ] felt another little
hand in mine. Il pal, of blue eyes smiled
up al me IN q Way
Goodbye. MIR Lester sale a voice.
Il shall be all %impatience till we meet
again"
so shall L." and frightened. That
was nice of you. Miss kemball.'
"Oh. / shall be anxious to hear how
you succeeded" she retorted. You
will bring Miss Holiday to us?"
1T we find her. yes"
Then. again. goodbye"
h waved her hand, smiling. and
was lost in the crowd.
Come on. Lester" said Mr.. Royce's
voice. There's no use standing star
ing here. We've got u own journey
to look AFTER" inc he started back
along the platform.
Then. suddenly, 1 remembered Mar
tigny.
"Ill be back in a minute" I called,
and ran up the gangplank. Has NJ.
Martigny left the ship YETI" I inquired
of the first steward 1 met.
"Martigny?" he repeated. "Martigny?
Let me see."
The sick gentleman in s75." I
"Oh. yes" he said. II do not know.
monsieur"
We'll, no matter. I'll find out my
self"
i mounted to the upper deck and
knocked at the doc of 375. There was
no response. After a moment l tried
the door. but 1t was locked. The WIN
dow. however. was partly open, and.
shading my eyes with my hands. 1
peered inside. The stateroom was
empty.
A kind of panic seized me as I turned
my artitice? In attempting to blind
him. had I merely my own
plan? Or-an my cheeks burned at
the thought!-was he SO we'll ~intrenched
that he had no fear Of me? Were his
plans SO we'll laid that it mattered not
to him whittier I went or what 1 did?
After all. Ia no assurance OF sue
cess at E~tretat-no proof that the fugi-
tives had gone there-no reasonable
grounds to believe hat we should find
them. Perhaps. indeed, Paris would be
a better place to look for them: per-
haps Martigny's advice had really been
we'll meant.
passed a moment Of h~eartrending
uncertainty: j saw quite clearly what u
little. little chance Of success we had.
But / shook the feeling off. sought the
lower deck, and inquired again for
Martigny. AT last. the ships doctor
told me that he had seen the sick man
safely to n carriage. and had heard
him order the driver to proceed to the
Hotel Continental.
And. frankly, Mr.. Lester" added the
doctor. Il am glad to be 80 we'll rid of
him. 1t is most fortunate that he did
not die on the voyage. In my opinion,
he is very near the end"
I turned away with a lighter heart.
From a dying man there could not be
much to fear. So 1 hunted up MIR. Royce.
and found him. finally. endeavorfng to
extract some information from a super
cilious official in a gold-laced uniform.
1t was. 1t seemed, a somewhat com
plicated proceeding to get to Etretat.
In half an hour a train would leave for
Bonneville. where we must transfer to
another line to Les Ifs: there a second