Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-12-24
ging him to wait for cup of coffee.

ging him to wait for cup of coffee.
 "No; haven't time." he snapped as he climbed into the waiting trap. "Go slong. Walters Whoa. Wait min ute. By George" he exclaimed, with a fTown of annoyance. II forgot about those jewels" He fumbled in his pocketbook. produced memorandum and handed it to his wife.
 Julia" he said hurriedly, this is the combination of the safe. Telephone to Michael will you. and ask him to come over before he leaves for town? Get him to unlock the safe and bring the diamonds with him to my office. I'll put them in the safety deposit vault. There-haven't time to explain any more. My train is due in three minutes. Goodby. Now. Walters, let Molly have her head"
 In a moment the trap had whirled through the open gates, and Mrs Ren- wyck, marveling at what could take her lord away so suddenly. turned and went into the house. where she obe- dienty telephoned her husbands mes- sage to her brother Michael.
 Breakfast was late that morning, as two at least of the inmates of the house showed unmistakable signs of loss of sleep.
 How lovely" exclaimed Miss liar riet as she glanced through delicately fa6 fItr fn I,a r6 "Such a dear friend of mine is coming out this morning to stay over Sunday. I know you will be charmed to meet her"
 Delighted. I'm sure." drawled Rich ard indolently.
 "Who is it, Harriet?" Mrs. Renwycz asked
 "Nellie Sempton."
 Richards indolence departed in- stantly. The name recalled several things.
 "Er-beg pardon" he questioned, 'is the lady rather tall and blond-ah- twenty-two or thereabout. with q rip ping figure?"
 "Why. yes" cried Imogene delight edly. Do you know her?'
 Well, no. not exactly" returned the smiling Texan. "She has-er-been pointed out to me" He screwed in his monocle and picked up a letter from Lord Croyland's mail which lay beside his plate. "1'm awfully sorry that I shan't be here when Miss Semp- ton arrives, but I find shall have to go to New York this morning. Too bad. really"
 But you haven't even read your letters yet" chirruped Miss Imogene. ''Can you tell from the outside that it's some hOrrid businessT
 Richard nodded sadly and tapped a formidable official envelope
 "Too true" he murmured. Its business and, as you aptly express it, borrid."
 Tn one sense the Texan spoke the plain. unvarnished truth. for business of an unpleasant character called him : in several directions. He had entire. i ly forgotten until the mention of Miss Sempton's name recalled it to him 1 that he had a smashed automobile on ! his hands. not to mention a prospec tive lawsuit from a justly irate farm. CT. Then. too. it would be most avk ward to have the charming Miss Semp 1 ton extend her hand and say. with a most engaging smile: How do you do. Mir. Peter Wilson? 1 knew you were not a chauffeur. How many oth CT names do you happen to possessr | Yes. "horrid business" called him avay from Irvington at once and bsde fail to keep him away until Miss SemptoT departed.
 "wooIsey and l." he nuttsred to hil inward, disgusted self. must seek SC cIussoa In some farof. happier cline"
 Breakfast vas scarcely over vhe- Mfr. CorTigzn was announced- He en tered with c cheery good morning t' every one, then went with Mrs- Ken
 yek to the library. Miss Scherueril strove with all her crafty viles t' lure Lord Croyland away for . morn ing yak and q ehat o1 ths supsriol advantages cf being . ncbleusn, bT the Rob5snsn ia question net gull win guge and pleaded an ercnss q having to cztch ths zzxt uzll-H'