Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1908-07-22

and the sights ana ways
OF cities, and he walked aimlessly
about the lighted thoroughfares Of the
capital with conscious pleasure in the
movement and color Of life. He let
his eyes follow the Washington monu
ment's gray line starward. and he stop
ped to enjoy the high poised equestrian
statue of Sherman. to which the starry
dusk gave something of legendary and
old world charm.
Coming out upon Pennsylvania ave-
nue., he stroled past the White House
and at the wide flung gates paused
while carriage swept by him at the
driveway. He saw within the grim
face of Baron Won Marhof and uncon-
sciously lifted his hat, though the am
bassador was deep in thought and did
not see him. Armitage struck the
pavement smartly with his stick as he
walked slowly on, bordering, but he
was conscious n moment later that
some one was lettering persistently in
his wake. Armitage was at once on
the alert with all his faculties sharp
ened. He turned and gradually slack
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him Immediately did likewise.
The sensation Of being followed is
ut first annoying Then a pleasant
xest creeps Into It, and In Armitage's
case the reaction was immediate. He
was even amused to reflect that the
shadow had chosen for his exploit
what IL probably the most conspicu-
Gus and the best guarded spot In
America. 1t was not yet 10 O'Clock.
but the streets were comparatively
free Of people. He slackened his pace
gradually and threw open his over
.coat, for the. night was warm. to give
m impression Of ease, and when he
Had reached the somber facade Of the
treasury building he. paused and
studied It In the glare Of the electric
lights AZ though he were q chance
4xaveler taking preliminary view OF
the sights OF the capital. A man still
fingered behind him, drawing nearer
now. ut q. moment when they had the
sidewalk comparatively free to them
selves. The fellow was short, but Of
Uoldlerly erectness and even In his
1oitsEinE pace lifted his fest with the
quick precision Of the drilled man.
.ASmitage walked to, the corner, Of
.-Reonsylvania avenue and Fifteenth
1txes3" thsn turned ana retf1ced his
1espe slowly past the treasury build
ING. Thsman who had been following
xAcsd about and walked Siswly in the
.opposite direction, and Armitaee,
Qulckening his own pace, amused him.
1elf By DIGGING the fellows steps
E3esely for twenty yards, then passed
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when he had gained the advantage
- . few feet Armitage stopped sud.
denly and spoke to the man in the
nasuai tone he might have used In ad-
dressing q passing acquaintance.
my friend" he said. ''there are two
policemen across the street. II you
1eatinue to follow me shall call their
Attsntion to you"
"Pardoh me-
"You are watching me. and the thing
0oo'f do" rtr
s'Yes, I'm watching you. but
"Dut the thing won't do! II you are
Alsod''-
SNsinl Nein! You do me q wrong.
~" :.
sThen II you are not hired you are
Iour own master. and you serve your.
eli Ill when you take the trouble to
follow me. Now I'm going to finish
my walk, and beg you to keep out Of
my way. This Ii not place where
liberties may be infringed with i'm.
punity. Good evening. sir!'
Armitage wheeled about sharply. and
- his face came into the full light Of
the street lamps the stranger stared at
him intently.
Armitage was fumblng in his peck.
ct for coin. but this impertinence
caused him to change his mind Two
pOlicemen were walking slowly toward
them. and Armitage. annoyed by the
whole incident. walked quickly away.
he was not wholly at ease over the
meeting. The fact that Chauvenet had
% promptly put spy as well as the
Eervian assassin on his trail quickened
his pulse with anger for an instant and
then sohered him.
He continued his walk and paused
presently before an array Of books IN
q shop window. Then some one STOP
ped at his side. and he lokoed up to
and the same man he had accosted at
the treasury building lifting his hat,
an American soldiers campaign hat.
The fellow was an extreme blond. With
= smooth shaved. weather beaten face,
blue eyes and light hair.
''Pardon me. You are mis<aken.
am not a spy. But It is wonderful II
r quite wonderfuTs
The mans face was alight with dis.
eovesy. with an alert pleasure that
awaited recognition.
'Ny dear fellow. you really become
onnoying." and Armitage again thrust
- hand Into his trousers pocket. ri
lapld hate awfuliy TO- appeal to the