Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1907-11-12
ALADDIN Of LONDON
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/ Copyright 1907 Max Pemberton rights reserved

lose. we SnOuld act at once, ! say,
without the loss of a single hour"
Thus did this man of affairs, one
who had been deep in many a brave
intrigue, make known to the man who
had employed him the supreme mis-
fortune of their adventure. Had he
said, Your life is in such peril that
you may not have another hour to
live,' 1t would have been no more
than the truth. Their plot had failed
and the story Of 1t was obroad. This
had he come from Paris to tell-this
was the news that Richard Gessner
heard with less apparent emotion
than though one had told him of the
pettiest event Of a common day.
"The matter has been very bungled, :"
he said. Il shall write to General
Trepoff and complain OF 1t. Do you
not see how inoonvenient this Is? If
the girl has escaped. she will be
sheltered by the Revolutionaries, and
II she knows my story, she will tell
It to them. l may be followed here
to this very house. You know that
these people stick at nothing. They
would ayenge this mans liberty what
ever the price. What remains to dis
cover 10 the precise amount of her
knowledge. Does she know my name,
my story?' You must find that out,
Zamoyski-there is not an hour to
lose, as you say"
He repeated his fears, pacing the
room and smoking necessarily. The
whole danger of situation is not u.s.
ually realized upon its first statement,
but every instant added to this mans
apprehensions and brought the drops
Of sweat anew to his forehead He had
planned to arrest both Boriskoff and
his daughter. .'ns. Russian govern
ment, seeking the financial support Of
his house, fell in readily with his plans
and commanded the police to assist
him. Paul Boriskoff himself had been
arrested at the frontier station upon
an endeavor to return to Poland. HIS
daughter Lois, warned In some myster-
ious manner, had fed from the school
where she was being educated and
put herself beyond the reach of her
fathers enemies. This was the simple
story of the plot. But God alone could
tell what the price of failure might
be.
st is very easy to say what we must
do" the Count observed, "the difficult
ties remain Identify this girl for us
among the twenty thousand who an
| swer to her description in Warsaw
| and l will undertake that the govern.
ment shall deal well by her. But who
is to identify her? Where is your
agent to be found? Name him to me
and the task begins tonight. We can
do nothing more. / say again that
my government has done all in its
power. The rest is with you, Herr
| Gessner, to direct us where we have
| failed"
Gessner made no immediate answer
Perhaps he was about to admit the
difficulties of the Counts position and
| to agree that identihcatin was impos
| sible, when suddenly his glance fell
upon Alban, waiting as he had asked
until the interview should be done
And what an inspiration was that
what an instantaneous revelation Of
possibilities. Let this lad 20 to War
| saw and he would discover Lois Boris
koff quickly enough. The girl had beer
in love with him and would hold he,
tongue at his bidding. AS in flash
he perceived this spar which Shout
save him, and clutched at 1t. Let this
lad go to Warsaw--let him be thu
agent. If the police arrested the cir
after all-well that would be an acct
dent which he might regret, but Ger
! tainly would not seek to prevent.