The Red Cloud chief., 1907-05-24
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lhliu'ItlllOlStIt was btuulIlW unu III
ctrouble. For the rest, he was u little
sired of her. Brothers of twenty-one
vvho have never been in Paris before
a cannot speak the language must
occasionally get lost, and the British
embassy was not exactly q transported
Scotland Yard.
"Thcn," she declared, with n vigor-
Gus little stamp Of her shapely foot,
81 don't see what we keep an ambas-
sador here for at all-or any of you. 1t
SIS scandalous!"
The Hon. Nigel Ferguson dropped
nls eyeglass and surveyed the young
lady 'attcntivcly.
my dear Miss poynton,'' he said, 81
will not presume to argue with you.
We are here, | suppose, for some pur-
pose or other. Whether we fulfill IL or
not may well be a matter of opinion.
But that purpose Is certainly not to
look after any young idiot-you must
cxcus my speaking plainly-who runs
amuck in this most fascinating city.
In your case the chief has gone out of
his way to help you. He has inter
slewed the chief of the police himself,
brought his influence to bear in vari-
uons quarters, and | can tell you con-
scientiously that everything which pos
slbly can be done Is being done ut the
present moment. If you wish for my
advice 1t Is this: Send for some friend
80 keep you company here and try to
i7e patient. You are in all probability
making yourself ncedlessly miserable"
81 laDl.al nd E,., q, IlttIn ,,.N,I
fully. He noticed, however, with Sc.
cret joy that she was drawing on her
gloves.
Patient. lie was to meet me here
ten days & He arrived at the hotel.
His clothes are all there and his bill
unpaid. He went out the night of his
arrival and has never returned. Pa
tient. Well. l am much obliged to you,
Mr.. FERGUSON. l have no doubt that
You have done all that your duty re-
gquired. Good afternoon
Coco afternoon. Miss Poynton. and
don't be too Respondent. Remember
that the French police are the clcverest
in the world, and they are working for
your
She looked up ut him scornfully.
police, indeed!" she answered. do
YOU know that all they have done so
far is to keep sending for me to go
and look at dead bodies down at the
Dorgue? I think that l shall send over
for m English detective"
You might do worse he answered,
"'but in any case, Miss Poynton, l do
nope that you will send over for some
Friend or relation to keep you COM
pany. Paris Is scarcely u fit place FOR
you to be alone and in trouble"
Thank you," she said. Il will re.
member what you have said"
The young man watched her depart
with Il curious mixture of relief and
regret.
The young FOOLS been the usual
round, ! suppose, and he's either too
much ashamed of himself or too be-
.Sotted to turn up. | wish she wasn't
quite so devilish good looking" he re-
marked to himself. IF she goes about
alone she'll get badly scared before
she's finished"
Phyllis Poynton drove straight back
TO her hotel and went to her room.
A sympathetic chambermaid followed
her In.
-"Mademoiselle has news yet of her
fDrother?" she inquired.
Mademoiselle shook her head. In
deed her face was sufficient answer.
"None at all, Marie"
The chambermaid closed the door.
1T would help mademoiselle per.
haps II she knew where the young gen
tleman spent the evening before he
Disappeared" she inquired mysteri.
ously.
"Of course! That is just what ]
ygant to find out"
Marie smiled.
~"Tbere Is Il young man here in the
BARRIERS shop, mademoiselle," she an
nounced. He remembers NJ. Poyntor
quite well. He went in there to bt
shaved, and he asked some questions
think If mademolselle were to Sc,
him
The girl jumped up at once.
ado you know his name!' she asked
IN Alphonse, they call him. lie Il
son duty now
Phyllis Poynton descended at once L
the ground floor of the hotel and push
ed open the glass door which led int
the coiffeur's shop. NJ. Alphonse wa
waiting upon Il customer, and she wa
given n chair. In a few minutes h
descended the spiral iron staircase ant