The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-05-24
CHAPTER III,
4 MYSTERIOUS RANCE

y NJ 81 EflOOS DlSAHREAkANOE
"Mademoiselle," the young man
said, with an air of somewhat weary
politeness, Il regret TO say that there
is nothing more to be done!"
He was grieved and polite because
MademOiselle was beautiful and in
trouble. For the rest he was a little
tired of her. Brothers of twenty -nne,
who have never been in Paris before,
and cannot speak the language. must
occasionally get lost, and the British
embassy is not exactly a transported
Scotland Yard.
Then" she declared, with a. vigor-
| GUS little stamp of her shapeiy foot,
| Il cent see Wha- we keep an ambas-
sadCr here for at all-Or any of you
It is sCandalous"
The Hon. Nigel Ferguson dropped
his eyeglass and surveyed the young
| lady attentively.
My dear Miss POynton." he said
Il will not presume to argue with you
We are here. l suppose. for some pur-
pose or other. Whether we fulfill il
or not may well be a matter of opin-
ion. But that purpose is certainly not
TO look after any young idiot-yOu
must excuse my speaking plainly
who runs amuck in this most fascin-
ating city. In your case the Chief has
gone out of his way to help you. He
! has interviewed the chief of police
himself, brought his influence to bear
| in various quarters, and /. can tell
you conscientiously that everything
which possibly can be done is being
done at the present moment. If you
wish for my advice it is this: Send
for some friend to keep you company
here. and try TO be patient. You are
in all probability making yourself
needlessly miserable
She looked at him a little reproach-
fully. He noticed, however, with Sc
cret joy that she was drawing on her
gloves.
Patient. He was to meet me here
ten days ago. He arrived at the hotel
His clothes are all there, and his bill
unpaid. He went out the night of his
arrived, and has never returned. Pa
tienti Well, I am much obliged to you
Mr.. Ferguson. I have no doubt that
you have done all that your duty re-
quired. Good afternoon"
Good afternoon, Miss Poynton, and
don't be too respondent. Remember
that the French police are the clever
est in the world, and they are work
ing for you"
Sc looked up at him scornfully.
Police, indeed!' she answered. DO
you know that all they have done so
far is to keep sending for me TO go
and look at dead bodies down at the
morgue? ! think that I shall send
over for an English detective"
You might do worse" he answered
but in any case, Miss Poynton | do
hope that you will send over for some
friend or relation to keep you com
pany Paris is scarcely a fit place for
you to be alone and in trouble"
Thank you" she said. 81 will re-
member what you have said
The young man watched her depart
with a curious mixture of relief and
regret.
"The young fools been the usual
round, / suppose. and he's either too
much ashamed of himself or too besot-
ted to turn up. 1 wish she wasn't
quite so devillish good-looking, he re-
marked TO himself. IF she goes about
alone she'll get badly scared before
she's finished"
Phyllis Poynton drove straight back
to her hotel and went to her room
A sympathetic chambermaid followed
her in.
"Mademoiselle shook her head In
deed her face was sufficient answer
None at all. Marie
The chambermaid close dthe door.
1T would help MademOiselle. per-
haps, il she knew where the young
gentleman spent the evening before he
disappeared" she inquired mysterious
ly.
"Of course, That is just what
want TO find out"
Marie smiled.
There is young man here in the
BARRIERS shop, Mademoiseile, she an
nounced. He remembers Monsieur
Poynton quite well. He went in there
TO be shaved. and he asked some ques-
| tons | think if Mademoiselle were TO
see him."
The girl jumped up at once.
DO you know his Nance" she asked.
Monsieur Alphonse. they call him.
He is on duty now
Phyllis Poynton descended at once to
the ground floor of the hotel and push
ed open the glass door which led into