The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1908-02-14

had recognized each other d \ IL
steamer. NJ b N 4 q. .s
They were smoking, and went Into
the little smoking compartment to
finish their cigars before turning IN
for the night. Is ss.s
Il didn't know you were a racing
man." said the younger to the tall,
handsome, military looking man who
was his companion.
I'm not" was the reply, ''but 1t was
getting awfully dull at the Curragh,
and wanted a change. / had a chance
Of three or four days leave, and, as
luck would have it. Jack Forester
you know Jack, think-wrote me that
he was staying in Paris for the Grand
Prix with some friends, and asked me
to come over and join tae party.
thought 1t would be just the change
wanted, and here am"
| ut must be jolly dali for you in Ire.
lsnd after London?"
Yes; it was all right for time, bat
/
ago, and since then I've been terribly
Ripped"
Love or money!
'Loye-I'm afraid, A girl was very
fond of, you know. She wouldn't have
me. That was bad enough. But I
didn't let it knock me over till I heard
she was going to marry another man.
That was death Llow to the forlorn
hope I'd still cluag to. and-well, natur-
ally. old chap, it broke ne up bit"
You'll get over it," replied the
younger man. land yeu'll find some.
body else. Did know hep"
Il think so. 1t was Claire Barton"
claire Barton of the Pandora?"
yes"
"A pretty little girl. 1 remember
her. But cheer up, old chap. There's
as good fish in the sea as ever came
out of it, and one of these days shall
tumble across you in some part of the
world with charming Mrs. Reggie
Sinclair and quiverful of little Sin
clsirs, and we shall laugh about the
Chorus girl you thought you had brok.
en- your heart over"
Sir Mark rockingham, lying in his
berth, gradually yielded to the motion
of the train as it rushed through the
night, and fell asleep.
When he woke he wondered for
moment where lie was.
|. The day was dawning, and gray
light filtered through the blinds drawn
down over the carriage windows.
He lay for moment recalling the
events of the previous day. Then he
glanced at the berth opposite him and
saw that it was occupied.
AS his eyes rested upon the face of
the sleeper they gave convulsive
start
He knew it.
The features were craven into his
memory by years of punishment and
humiliation.
The man who lay opposite to him,
shut i'll with him in the sleeping COM
partment of the Paris express, was
Capt. Sinclair the officer whose name
he had forged, the man who had been
the principal witness against him at
his trial, the man who, remembering
him, would have read with interest the
account of his escape from Dartmoor.
The hour he had dreaded had come.
Face to face with his wife, he had
been in the power of friend. Face
to face with this man, he was in the
power OF an enemy.
He knew that if Sinclair recognized
him there was 10 hope. He would
denounce him there and then. He was
thority and to rapid action.
He would take care that his victim
was secured till the train arrived In
Paris, and then he would have him
detained while the English police were
communicated with.
Had he met this man a month earli-
err in London, Sir Mark would have
carried matters off with a high hand.
He would have given his accuser
his card, and begged him to accompany
him to his club to lunch, and satisfy
! himself that he was an English bar
onet and not a common soldier escaped
from penal servitude.
But now things were different. He
was on foreign soil, where no one knew
him. He was no longer the jaunty,
we'll dressed young man OF fashion,
! but weary, travel-stained man, dis
heveled and pallid in the gray GAVIN.
Ito Be continued.)
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