Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1907-12-25
SYNOPSIS.


SYNOPSIS.
Burton H. Barnes, wealthy American
touring Corsica. rescuss the =, young ng+ Eng-
er, and his Corsican bride. Marina,
daughter of the fdolis, from the muir
derous vendetta, understanding That ms
loves, Enid Anstruther, sister of the Eng
lish lieutenant. The four fly from Ajac-
clio 70 Marseilles on board the French
steamer Constantine
CHAPTER I.-Continued.
"A wire from somebody who knew l
; was on this boat thinks the Ameri-
. can, and hastily tearing it open, reads:
Burton H. Barnes,
Steamer Constantine arriving Mar
settles. Ajaccio. May 26, 1888.
( EN- evant double quick! The devil is be-
hind you. Look out for Saliceti. Details
By letter. De B.
From instinct Mr.. Barnes touches
his hip pocket just to be sure his re-
volver is there. Then he PAGES the
deck meditatively for moment, c0gi'
tating: Something must be happen
ing in Corsica for that old Algerine
campaigner De Belloc to send such a
dispatch. Best the ladies don't see
this" and tears the message up, toss
ing the pieces overheard. AS he does
so Miss Anstruther is beside him, a
fluffy white parasol over her head.
Il think" says Mr.. Barnes, well go
to London as soon as possible. We
have but 20 minutes to catch the train.
All, here's Tompson with the valises!"
He takes Miss Anstruther's maid, an
English girl of about 20, and rather
helpless in a French-speaking coun-
try, puts her with the heavier articles
of their baggage into voiture and
dispatches her to the railroad depot at
once. Returning to his fiancee on the
deck of the boat, he says impatiently:
deck?"
This is answered by the young Cor
scan bride herself. my husband"
she liagers on the word radiantly,
will be along In a minute. He is
cordins up our baggage, sailor fash
lua. An atauto,' 1 think Edwin calls
it. Is it all ashore now, dear Mr..
Barnes" and Marina drapes her light
travelling robe with graceful hand
about her pretty feet.
Eyes, as quickly as possible. Come,
Enid!"a the American leads the way.
Marina waves her hand to her hus-
band, who springs down the gangplank
carrying the corded articles and cries:
Hurry, Edwin! Twenty minutes to
catch the Paris train
Then I've got you in time!" shouts
a voice from the quay that makes
Barnes start and turn about.
Before them stands Miss Maud Char
iris, her high, bronzed boots more
-bronzy than ~opor, the cardinal rcd of
her long, silk stockings that outline
her legs from knees to ankles even
more aggressively cleaning. A pert
little sunshade is over her straw hated
head, which is adorned by two long,
blonde pigtails tied with blue ribbons
which she fops about defiantly. The
rest of her between knees and neck is
white muslin frock and pink sash.
Ma said was to catch you, Edwin,
at the boat if you came on it. She
wants you at her hotel, the Grand, Rue
Noailles. You're to look after that
plumbing job in her house in London.
The master plumber is robbing her.
lawfully sorry l cannot accommo-
date your mother, Maud" remarks An
struther. The carriage engaged by
Barnes is standing ready for them.
we steer straight to the depot. I
thought your mother was in London
already
mo, we're going back to Nice. Won
Bulow is there. Between us all, ma
means to marry him. How / pity the
German. I'll ride up with you and tell
you all about it," cries the Chartris
girl, whose widowed mother sternly
represses the unfortunate Maud from
growing into young ladyhood and abso-
lutely denies her birthdays till she,
Lady Chartris, has captured another
husband.
Already Enid and Marina are on the
back seat, Anstruther steps in; Barnes
likewise.
Room for one more!" cries Maud,
who springs in and kisses both of the
young ladies effusively.
=, Already the carriage having rolled
up the Boulevard des Danes and
passed the Arc de Triomphe has
turned into the Rue Bernard du Bots.
making for the big railway station,
out of which nearly all trains leave
Marseilles not only for Paris. but
everywhere else.
F5,38''.You give my compliments to vour
mother, Maud remarks the sailor.
trying to cut off Mauds conversation.
Tell her to write me at my London
address and I'll hoist her plumber at
the yard-arm.'' -. y
BY this time they are at the great
station. Miss Chartris skips out and
the rest follow her from the carriage.
Trains are ready to leave forsthe four
quarters OF the globe; the platforms
are hlled with hurrying passengers.
s 1t is hard to believe medieval ven
delta can be inserted on such a scene,
Barnes, glancing at his watch, finds
they have ten minutes before the train
departs: he says cheerfully but hur-
riedly:: Look out for the ladies, Ed
win; III find Tompson and the rest of
the baggage" and goes off to get the |
tickets and make the necessary ar.
engagements. ~ ~I.l,-st:.