Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1908-02-14

You are prtUdte citizen and can do
Whdt you please"
and | don't want our ambassador to
know it. My right arm is out of COM
mission. and | cawn't write my ex-
cuses to Mr.. Renwyck. | want you to
see him personally and explain the
matter to him quietly. Ask him If he'll
be good enough to hold my luggage I'm
til ! can get out of this place and send
for it. My man will arrive there with
my boxes tomorrow from Washington
Now. won't you do this for me. old
fellowT
well. yes. suppose so. so long as
l am in for It," said Richard, striving
to conceal his joy Anything else?"
The earl nodded.
"Fd be glad If you would dismiss my
man as soon as he arrives. Bills is his
name. Woolsey Bills"
"Yes, remember him now. Lord,
what a name" said Richard. who had
seen the man at San Antonio with
Croyland for a day or so before his
Iordship started for the ranch, sending
his man back to New York.
eyes, isn't It? So suggestive, you
know, to have him always around-spe-
cially on the first of the month, you
know"
rs that why you are going to nrs
him?"
mo; he's a lazy beggar." returned
the earl languidly suppressing yawn.
''and a thief. too. by Jove! The last
time 1t was four pound six and my
jeweled cigar cutter. Mention it to
him-he'l understand. You might say
also that have letter from his friend
Mr.. Drake of Scotland Yard"
For half an hour longer Richard re-
manned with the earl discussing the de-
tails Of the explanation to Mr. Rem
wyck and some other matters which he
could attend to for Lord Croyland
Then he arose to take his leave. prom
Using to run up to Irvington the next
morning.
"Oh. | say. Wilson," the earl called
after him as he reached the door. the
nurse having just entered with a warn
ing that Mr.. Williams must be left
alone forthwith. you won't forget
about that beastly machine. will you?"
Certainly not" returned the buoyant
Richard and Immediately became OBJ.
livious to "beastly machines" and ev-
erything else on earth except the mem
DRY of warm. limp form that had nes-
tied in his arms and a head of wind
blown hair that cuddled against his
shoulder while he rode amid that mass
of cattle on that faroff Texan prairie.
On the following morning Mr.. Rich
ard Williams, dressed In his best and
with a soul full of hope and forebod-
ing, took the 1890 local train at the
Grand Central station. He CHANGED to
be the only male passenger to alight at
Irvington. and with a beating heart he
walked down the platform to the exit
gate. when suddenly he heard voice
| say:
Pardon me. but are you not Lord
Croyland?"
Richard turned to see outside the
fence a FESTIVE mare hitched to a per-
fectly appointed trap. In which sat an
elderly man of distinguished appear
ance. He recognized him at once. Of
course Now. the Texan had not count
ed upon meeting Mr.. Jacob Renwyck
at the station. and his plans were dis
arranged materially by the unfortunate
contretemps. He had hoped to enter
the house before his name became
known, and also he had prayed that
the master thereof might not be at
home at the moment of his arrival.
However. he must put on bold front
and trust to luck. He pushed his way
through the gate and approached the
vehicle.
Il recognized you instantly from
your picture" said Mr.. Renwyck.
thrusting out a cordial hand. Glad
to see you. Jumphn.'
"Pardon me, Mr.. Renwyck." Richard
began nervously. but the other inter.