Kingsbury County independent. (DeSmet, Kingsbury County, S.D.) 1894-1929, 1907-05-10

"Your richtsf"
my right to be with you as long al
( can for one"
Are there others?"
Many others. Shall / enumerate
them?'
mo" she said, I'VE haven't time.
| Here is mother"
They were to take the companys spe-
cial train to Paris, which was waiting
on the wharf, 200 feet away, n we
slowly pushed our way toward 1T. In
the clamor and hurry n confusion
wholly Latin, there was no chance FOR
intelligent converse. The place was
swarming with people, each of them, as
ii seemed to me, on the verge OF hys-
terra. Someone, somewhere, was shout
| ing EN- voiture!" in a stentorian voice.
Suddenly, we found our way blocked by
a uniformed official, who demanded TO
see our tickets.
you can't come my farther. I'm
afraid" said Mrs. Kendall, turning to
us. wen have to say goodbye n
she held out her hand. But We'll soon
see you both again in Paris. You have
the address,"
"Oh, yes!" / assured her; l felt that
there was no danger of my ever for
getting it.
Very we'll, then: we shall look for
| you" and she shook hands with both
of us.
For an instant, l felt another little
hand in mine, a pair of blue eyes smiled
up at me in a way
Goodbye, Mr.. Lester" said a voice.
Il shall be all Impotence till we meet
again"
$50 shall l." and / frightened. THAT
was nice of you, Miss kemball."
"Oh, l shall be anxious to hear how
you succeeded" she retorted. You
will bring Miss Holiday to us?"
IF we find her, yes"
Then, again, goodbye
She 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" and he started Jack
along the platform.
Then, suddenly, 1 remembered Mar
tigny.
I'll be back in a minute" I called,
and ran up the gangplank. Has NJ.
Martigny left the ship YETI" 1 inquired
of the first steward / met.
"Martigny?" he repeated. "Martigny?
Let me see"
The sick gentleman in 375." I
prompted.
"Oh, yes" he said. Il do not know,
monsieur"
''Well, no matter. I'll find out my
self"
/ mounted to the upper deck and
knocked at the door of 375. There was
no response. After a moment / tried
the door, but it vas locked. The win
dow, however, was partly open, and,
shading my eyes with my hands, I
peered inside. The stateroom was
empty.
A kind of panic seized me as l turned
away. Had he, indeed, seen through
my artiice? In attempting to blind
him, had l merely uncovered my wv
plan? Or-and my cheeks burned at
the thought!-was he so we'll intrenched
that he had no fear of me? Were his
plans SO well laid that it mattered not
to him whittier / went or what l did?
After all, l had 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
well meant.
| passed a moment Of heartrending
uncertainty; l saw quite clearly what a
little, little chance of success we had.
iDNN L W NAAS Si'A vi, 'cbSAL ilC
lower deck, and inquired again for
Martigny. 1t last, the ships doctor
told me that he had seen the sick man
safely to a carriage, and had heard
him order the driver to proceed to the
Hotel Continental.
And, frankly, Mr.. Lester" added the
doctor, II am glad to be so well rid of
him. 1t is most fortunate that he did
not die on the voyage In my opinion,
he is very near the end"
l turned away with a lighter heart.
From Il dying man there could not be
much to fear. SO ] hunted up Mr.. Royce,
and found him, finally, endeavoring to
extract some information from a super
cilious official in a gold-laced uniform.
1t was, il 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
transfer would be necessary before we
could reach our destination. How long
would it take? Our informant
shrugged MS shoulders with fine non
chalance. 1t was impossible to say.
There had been a heavy storm two
days before. which had blown down
wires and damaged the little spur of
track between Les Ifs and the sea.
Trains were doubtless running over the
branch, out we could not, probably,
reach Etretat before morning.
Amid this tumble Of uncertainties,
one definite fact remained-a train was
TO leave in half an hour, which we must
take. SO we hurried back to the boat,
made our declaration had u boxes ex-
amined perfunctorily, and passed,
bought our tickets, saw our baggage
transferred, tipped a dozen people, more
or less, and finally were shut into a
compartment two minutes before the
hour.
Continued Next Week.
Rules One Should Follow NoWadayA
From Harper's Weekly.