Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1907-04-06
CHAPTER XIII.

day afternoon, the fifth day OF our visit,
that Miss Weston and | entered II from
the seward side. We had taken a sharp
walk to the Bredalrs Strand. where the
famous caves are situated, and were re-
turning to tea. We came upon them at
an angle of tue thicket-a man and a
woman seated on fallen log In eager
conversation. Miss Weston held up
warning hand to me. with amusement
twinkling In her eyes.
"Oh, Mr.. Harland!' she whispered,
'and Mt her age, tool
"Why, who was i'll" I asked, for their
backs were turned towards us.
Don't you sect It Is Martha, our
housekeeper. Sne Is FIVE and forty II
she is a day. Fancy Martha with young
man of her own! wonder who 1t can
be7"
Whereupon she fairly gave way to her
merriment In n low ripple Of laughter
1t was loud enough to reach the ears Of
the pair before u.s. for they started to
their feet. the woman facing round bold
ly with flaming cheeks. while the man.
after one swift glance, dropped back a
step and stood shamefacedly, with down
cast eyes. Miss Weston nodded to
Martha and we passed on up the track.
"Oh! | am very, very sorryW she
cried to me when we were out Of ear
shot. IL am certain that wretched man
old dear she lsv'
He seemed about the average In bash
full rustics," l answered her.
HE Is one Of the worst men In the
village "A drum II loafer, who never
leaves the Inn bar until he Is almost
starving. | wonder at Martha. for. be-
sides his reputation, she knows"
"what?" l asked, for she had stopped
with little SILVER.
They say In the village that Penru-
man-for that Is his name-acted as a
sort Of servant TO Professor Marnac
while he was at Polleven. At least I
know that Penruman brought US mes
yes from him twice, and once he came
with book that had been lent to faith
err"
was Penrumsn counting Martha
thenT'
IL don't know, Mr.. Harland; but this
is the frat time I've seen them together.
Please don't say anything more about II.
will have talk to Martha privately,
and see II can put some sense into
her silly head"
As was walking back to the Inn be-
fore dinner caught sight Of Penruman
coming out Of the village postofrice. He
slouched away up a side street at sight
Of me. You may think me dull. but l
had no suspicion Of the truth.
II had only known.
We all Travelled TO London together,
taking rooms for the night at the Char
ing Cross Hotel; for though Graden had
chambers In the Albany, be preferred
that we should not be separated. 1t was
here that Reski Joined US. Sorrow had
burnt its mark upon the Polish inn
keeper. His thin. handsome features
were yet more drawn; and though his
courtly manner was unchanged, an allen
ferocity lurked In his dark, reflective
eyes. 1t would not go well with the
murderer Of his only son II he should
meet him face to face. So thought as
he stood before US. his hat raised. bowling
US a welcome.
At nine-forty on the following morn
ing, we were gathered In a little group
on the departure platform. Graden, who
had talked with Reskl far into the night,
repeated his orders. To preserve the
secret Of DIR. Weston's residence was Of
first Importance. He would register him
self and his daughter in the name Of
Jackson. All letters, whether from or
to the travellers, were to be forwarded
under cover to Graden's chambers, where
a servant In whom he had absolute trust
would despatch them TO their respective
addresses. On the slightest suspicion OF
danger, a telegram would bring our as
sistance from whatever spot our quest
had drawn us. Neither DIR. Weston nor
his daughter were to leave their hotel
at Prontresina, even for walk, without
the escort Of the Pole.
II do not wish to alarm you with alb
surd rules, Miss Mary" concluded my
cousin; but 1t is well to be cautious,
Besides, II should be only for a few days
have found means Of awakening the
continental police TO interest In his cap
ture, and we may hear Of his arrest at
any moment. Ali there goes the whistle
Goodbye, DR.. Weston. Goodbye, my
dear girl God keep you'll"
He was old enough to be her father;
yet did not consider his age was sum
Client excuse for the kiss that be touched
on her forehead.
We saw her handkerchief hutterlng
| from the carriage window AZ the train