Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1908-06-26

htDWyCk udu u teleD0One call
"a from his partner in New York.
II was of such a serious ma
ture as to cause him to dress hurried
ly and leave without waiting for his
breakfast, though Mrs. Renwyck fol-
lowed him to the front veranda, beg
ging him to wait for cup of coffee.
NO; haven't t1me!" he snapped as
he climbed into the waiting trap. go
along. Walters, Whoa! Wait min
ute. BY George" he exclaimed, with a
frown Of annoyance, IL forgot about
those jewelsv He fumbled in his
pocketbook, produced a memorandum
and handed 1t to his wife.
Julia" he said hurriedly, this Is
the combination Of the safe. Telephone
come over before he leaves for town?
Get him to unlock the safe and bring
the diamonds with him to my office.
III 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"
through the open gates, and Mrs. Rem
wyck, marveling at what could take
her lord away so suddenly, turned and
went into the house. where she ODE
diently 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 lovelyw exclaimed Miss Har-
rlet as she glanced through delicately
tinted note, then turned to Richard.
"Such dear friend of mine is coming
out this morning to stay over Sunday.
I know you will be charmed to meet
her"
ard indolently.
"Who is it. Harriet?' Mrs. Renwyck
asked.
"Nellie Sempton."
Richards Incidence departed In
stantly. The name recalled several
things.
"Er-beg pardon" he questioned. '1s
twenty-five or thereabout, with rip
ping fgure?"
"Why. yes!" cried Imogene delight
eddy. do you know herY'
well, no, not exactly" returned the
smiling Texan. "She has-er-beer
pointed out to me-" He screwed liz
his monocle and picked up a letter
from Lord Croyland's mall which lay
beside his plate. I'm awfully sorry
that shan't be here when Miss Semp
ton arrives, but l find shall have tC
go to New York this morning. ToC
bad, really"
But you haven't even read your
letters yet" chirruped Miss Imogene
"Can you tell from the outside tina
It's some horrid business?"
Richard nodded sadly and tapped q
formidable official envelope
"Too true" he murmured. ats
business and, as you aptly express 1t
horrid."
In one sense the Texan spoke tn,
plain, unvarnished truth, for bushes!
of an unpleasant character called hin
~ oS'SAoA VII NNtiOho. AlC hio Chl4i y
ly forgotten until the mention of Mis-
Symptoms name recalled 1t to hin
that he had a smashed automobile OF
his hands, not to mention a prospec
tive lawsuit from justly irate farm
er. Then, too, 1t would be most awk
ward to have the charming Miss Semp
ton extend her hand and say, with ,
most engaging smile: "How do yol
do, Mr.. Peter Wilson? / knew yol
were not a chauffeur. How many 9th
er names do you happen to possess? 2
Yes, "horrid business" called him ava.
from Irvington at once and babe fai
to keep him away until Miss Semptol
departed.
"Woolsey and l." he muttered to hi
inward. disguised self, must seek Sc
clusion in some faroff. happier cline"
Breakfast was scarcely over whel
Mr.. Corrigan was announced. He en-
tered with CHEEKY good morning Z
every one, then went with Mrs. Ren
wyck to the library. Miss Schermerl
strove with all her crafty wiles I
lure Lord Croyland away for morn
ing walk and chat on the superio
advantages of being a nobleman, bu
the nobleman In question met gull