Milford chronicle. [volume] (Milford, Del.) 1878-1974, 1908-07-03

at eye Wnlle she waited for Dicl
VINO had gone of in their carriage T
She postottice to send some telegram,
~ was small shop and the time earl
-sIternoon when few people were abour
a man who had preceded her wa
cooking at watches and seemed deepl
absorbed in this occupation She hear,
MS inquiries as to quality and Dric,
and knew that it was Armitage's voic,
before she recognized his tall figure
She made her purchase quickly anC
was about to leave the shop when h,
turned toward her, and she bowed.
Good afternoon, Miss Claiborne
1hese are very tempting bazaars, aren't
theyF If the abominable tariff laws of
America did not give US pause
he bent above her hat in hand. smil.
ing, He had concluded the purchase
OF watch, which the shopkeeper was
now wrapping in a box.
Il have just purchased a little re-
membrance for my ranch foreman out
IN Montana, and before l can place it
in his hands it must be examined and
appraised and all the pleasure of the
gift destroyed by the custom officers
In New York. l hope you are good
smuggler, Miss Claiborne"
I'D like to be. Women are supposed
TO have a knack at the business. but
my father is so patriotic thar he makes
the declare everything"
patriotism will carry one far but
object both to being taxed ANA to the
alternative of corrupting the gen emen
who lie in wait at the receipt Of Gus
toms"
"Of course the answer is that Amer
beans should buy at home" replied |
Shirley. She received her change, and
Armitage placed his smah package in |
mis- pocket
"My brother expected to meet me
here. He ran off with our carriage"
Shirley explained.
THESE last errands are always try.
tng. There are innumerable things one
would like to come back for from mid
ocean, tariff or no tariff"
There's the wireless" said Shirley.
'In time we shall be able to commit
our afterthoughts to it. But lost views
can hardly be managed that way. Aft
er get home I shall think of scores of
things should like to see again that
photographs don't give"
Armitage had been the subject Of so
much testing between Dick and her
self that it seemed strange to be talk
ing to him. His face frightened pleas
antly when he spoke. His eyes were
grayer than she had mockingly de-
scribed them for her brothers benefit
the day before. His manner was grave
~ courteous, and she did not at all be-
lieve that he had followed her about.
Armitage was aware that jewelers. {
SHOP was hardly the place for extended {
conversation with a young woman !
whom he scarcely knew, but he lin I
gered in the joy Of hearing this Amer t
lean girls voice, and what she said IN I
terested him immensely. He had seen !
her first in Paris a few months before
at an exhibition of battle paintings '
He had come upon her standing quite /
alone before High Tide at Gettys- Y
burg" the picture of the year, and he S
had noted the quick mounting Of color n
to her cheeks as the splendid move q
ment Of the painting-its ardor and fire
took hold of her. He saw her again O
In Florence, and it was from there that @
be had deliberately followed the Clai-
Dornes. 81
His own plans were now quite unset fl
led by his interview with Won Stree ri
bel He fully expected Chauvenet in
Geneva. The man had apparently been W
N cordial terms with the ClalbOrnes, NJ
md as be had seemed to be master Of W
lis own time it was wholly possible
hat he would appear before the Clai- 81
)Ornes left Geneva. 1t was now the tb
econd day after Won StroebeIs depar- hi
ure, and Armitage began to feel IN
asy. an
He stood with Shirley quite near the
hop door. The carriage drove up DC
nd Dick Claiborne came up to them B,
{ once and bowed to Armitage. de
''There is great news. Count Fer
inand Won Stroebel was murdered in
is railway carriage between here and In
Jenna. They found him dead at Inns sci
ruck this morning"
els 1t possible! Are you quite sure
e was murderedP sal
on. He spoke in a tone quite mat tin
r Of fact and colorless, so that Snir- /,
= looked at him in surprise, but she III III
w that he was very grave, and then Ls'
stantly some hidden feeling flashed SI'
his eyes.
There is no doubt Of it. 1t was an pa
rocious crime. The count was an old "
an and feeble when we saw him the 'I Is
her day. He wasn't fair game for
assassin" said Claiborne. 1 1rss
mo; he deserved a better fate" re- ~ ~
arked Armitage '- C
HE was a grand old man." said
iirley as they left the shop and walk ~
toward the carriage. "Father adj -
lred him greatly. 1t is terrible to 70,