The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1907-03-07

Ing q farewell visit to Charles at Or
ford: Gertrude was spending the day
with their friends in Eaton Place-ths
Dynevors.
The dean stood with his elbow leaning
on the mantelpiece, the. hand supporting
upon his brow so great, so strange, that
it did not escape the notice of his wife.
is anything the matter, Ryle? You
I DO no look well.'
We'll? Oh, yes; am quite well. The
day has been very hot, and heat always
makes me feel languid, you know.
! A servant was crossing the saloon with
a coffee cup; be halted for moment near
his master, and spoke in tone imper-
ceptible to other ears. 1t was Moore,
who had lived SO long in the family.
Mr.. Fuller is come again, sir; and
another gentleman with him. l have
shown them into the library"
Drawing toward the door, unconscious
ly as it we're, with a word to one, smile
for another, the dean presently passed
out of it, unnoticed, for they were engag-
ed with their coffee. In the library were
two gentlemen, and further off, sitting
on the edge of a handsome chair, WAS a
shabby-looking man. The man had been
there for several hours, and had had sub
stantial refreshments served to him more
than once.
Mr.. Fuller was the deans lawyer. The
gentleman he had now brought with him
was the deans banker, and the man was
the sheriff's officer.
The dean of Denham had been person
ally arrested ! Such calamities have oc
Cured to divines even higher in the
church than he. AS he came up to his
door that afternoon, and put his foot
upon his doorsill to enter it, he was touch
ed upon the shoulder by the man sitting
now in that uneasy chair, who had said
The Reverend Ryle Baumgarten, dean
of Denham, l believe. Sir, you are my
prisoner"
Staggered, shocked, almost bewildered,
the dean induced the man to enter his
house, and wait while he sent for his
lawyer. The lawyer came. Arrange
ment appeared hopeless, for the dean was
worse than out of funds, and of revenues
to fall back upon he had none. There
was consultation. The dean said receive
inc DlSHOpS LidI l4lcuAs as Hdu Otch uCNlh
ed he must an awfulsickness fell upon
him at the prospect of going to prison.
Mr.. Fuller threw out word of sugges-
ton touching Lord Avon. But Lord
Avon had gone to Epson races; he might
not be home till midnight, if then. Mr..
Fuller knew the dean to be a man Of
honor, whose word was not to be ques-
toned, and he passed it, to go quietly
to his destinati ton the following morn
ing provided he could remain at liberty
in his house for that night.
Mr.. Fuller gave an undertaking to the
capturer, answering for the deans good
faith, and the man was made at home in
the library Moore alone being cognizant
of his business. Meanwhile the dean
wrote note to his banker, of which Mr.. |
Fuller took charge.
The banker, wishing to be courteous,
answered it in person, and sat now at
the library table. But of what use was
his coming? He had been privately say
ing to the lawyer that he and his house |
were in for it too deeply as it was, and
not a shilling more would they advance. |
He intimated somewhat of the same now
to the dean, though in more courtly !
terms.
They consulted together in subdued
tones, not osbe audible to the man at
the other end of the room, but to no
earthly effect; it all came round to the
same point; the dean had neither money
nor moneys worth; even the very fur
niture of the house he was in was not
mis-; it had been settled by Lord Avon
IN his sister. The furniture at the dean
cry, the furniture at Great Wilton rec
DRY was already mortgaged.
I'll try to see Lord Avon in the morn
ng he'll be back by that time" re-
marked Mr.. Fuller.
And only to find that he has gone off
o Paris by to-night's train" said the
lean. He talked of going over this
week"
Nothing could be done then; nothing
whatever. The lawyer was unable to
elp, the banker would not do so, and
he conference closed. Mr.. Fuller prom
sed to be there again in the morning.
Dr.. Baumgarten, upon thorns in more
rays than one, went back to his won
ering bishops, the comforting assurance
hat he must surrender the next morning
laying havoc with his brain.
ITO be continued \