Milford chronicle. [volume] (Milford, Del.) 1878-1974, 1908-12-04

Jules" And NJ. Du-
~ M rand adjusted the wick
05OO of a smoking brass
lamp that hung suspended from the
ceiling Of a room of the inn. store and
postofice at Lamar.
Meanwhile. this being but Wednes-
day, we have our work to do"
(Which is not so simple, after all. as
one studies the situation. Mr.. Armitage
is here, quite within reach. We sus-
pect him of being a person of distinc-
ton. He evinced unusual interest in
certain document that was once in
your hands
"Our own hands, il you would be ac-
curate."
"You are captlous, But. granted so,
we must gel them back. The gentle
man is dwelling in a bungalow on the
mountain side for greater convenience
in watching events and wOoing the
lady of his hearts desire. We employ
ed a clumsy clown to put him out of
the world, but he dies hard. and now
we have got to get rid Of him. But If
he hasn't the papers on his clothes then
you have this pleasant scheme for
kidnapping him, getting him down to
your steamer at Baltimore and eruis-
ing with him until he is ready to come
TO terms. The American air has done
much for your imagination. my dear
Jules, or possibly the altitude Of the
hills has Overstimulated it."
"You are not the fool you look. my
dear Durand. You have actually tax
en- a fair grasp Of the situation"
But the adorable young lady, the
fair Mile. Claiborne-what becomes of
her in these transactions?"
''That is none Of your affair."" replied
Chauvenet, frowning. Il am quite
content with my progress. 1 have not
finished in that matter"
Neither, it would seem, has Mr.
John Armitage. But l am quite well
satisfied to leave it to you. In a few
days we shall know much more than /
we do now. should be happier If you
were in charge in Vienna. A false
step there-ugh! l hesitate to think Of !
the wretched mess there would be-"
thrust Winkelried to do his full
duty. You must not forget that the
acute Stroebel now sleeps the long
sleep and that many masses have al
ready been said for the repose of his
intrepid soul"
1.-THE splendor Of our undertaking is
enough to draw his ghost from the
grave. UghI By this time Zmal
should have fled our cablegram at the
Springs and got your mail at the hotel
/ hope you have not misplaced your
in the operator there. Com
Ing back our giant must pass Armi-
tage's house."
''Trust him to pass it. His encOun-
ers with Armitage have not been to
lis credit"
The two men were dressed in rough
lothes, as for an outing. and in spite
f the habltual trihing tone of their
ak they wore a serious air. Du-
and's eyes danced with excitement,
nd he twisted his mustache nervous
2. Chauvenet had gone to Washing
on to meet Durand, to get from him
.ews Of the progress Of the conspiracy
n Vienna and, not least, to berate him
or crossing the Atlantic. 81 do not
equlre watching, my dear Durand,"
10 had said.
"A man in love, dearest Jules, some
lines forgets" But they had gone
nto the Virginia hills amicably and
Yers Quartered with the postmaster.
hey waited now for Zmai, whom
hey had sent to the Springs with a
lessage and to get Chauvenet's mail.
.rmitage, they had learned, used the
.amar telegraph office, and they had
ecided to carry their business else
7here.
While they waited in the bare upper
pom of the inn for Zmai the big Ser
ian tramped up the mountain side
nth an aching head and a heart heavy ,,
nth dread. The horse he had left tied
! a thlcket when he plunged down
trough the Claiborne place had bro
en- free and run away, so that he
lust now trudge back afoOt to report
, his masters. He had made a mess
{ his errands and nearly lost his life
esides. The bullet from Oscars re-
Oliver had cut a neat furrow in his
,alp, which was growing sore and
iii as it ceased bleeding. He would
be dealt with harshly by
hauvenet and Durand, but he knew .
lat the sooner he reported his calami-
es the better, so he stumbled toward
amar, pausing at times to clasp his
nall head in his great hands. When
e passed the wild tangle that hid
rmitage's bungalow he paused and
1rsed the two occupants In his own
Ialect with a fierce, vile tongue. 1t .
as near midnight when he reached :
ie tavern and climbed the rickety +
.airway to the room where the two
len waited.
Chauvenet opened the door at his ap- n
roach, and they cried aloud as the r
reat figure appeared before them and 4
lie lamp light fell upon his dark, blood c
neared face. |,
THE lettersF' snapped Chauvenet a
els the message safef" demanded