The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1908-05-28
CHAPTER vIi.-conslnued.

We entered the general assembl,
room. II was roomy and quaint. an
somewhere above us was the inevli
able room In which George Washing
ton had slept The groa, hooded fire
place was merry with cracking logs
Casually observed thar We we're no
alone. Over yonder. In shadowet
corner, sat two men. very well bun
died up. and. TO all appearances. fas
asleep. Moriarty lighted four
oranched candeiabrum and showed III
the way 10 the little private dining
room, took cur orders. and left us.
Thls Is romance" said /. The,
used to do these things hundreds o
years ago. and every body had a good
time
1t Is now all very wicked and I'm
proper. murmnred the girl, layIna
aside her domino for the first time
but delightful, now find hayen'i
the least bit Of remorse for what
have done"
IN thar dark evening gown she was
very beautiful. Her arms and shout
ders We're tinted like Carrara marble
and knew Instantly that vas never
going to recover drew two chairs
close TO the CRATE. sat down 10 one
and she IN the other. With n con.
tented sigh she rested her biue-slip.
peTea feet on the brass fender.
My one regret is that haven't
any shoes. What an adyenture,.
It's hne'" Two hours In tho soci
ely Of this enchanting creature, IL
was almost too good TO be true. An.
u u Nigh always be like this--to re-.
turn home from the days work, To BE-
greeted warmly by woman az beauti.
Iui A. this one. | sighed loudly.
Moriarty came with the chicken and
ham and coffee.
III yc would like. II won't be BIT
OF trouble 10 show ye George Wash.
inEfon's room: or'---with inimitable
irfxh drollery--'I can tell ye that he
dined In this very ROOM.
That win serve" smiled the rir,,
and Moriar'y bowed himself out.
His departure was followed by the
ciaster OF silver upon porcelain, or
truth. both OF us we're hungry.
was simply ravenous." tho girl
confessed
And an for me. never dream,
could be 80 unromantic. Now" said
!. pushing aside my plate. and drop.
PING sugar into my coffee. and vainiy
hunting In my pockets for a cigar
there remains only one mystery 10
be cleared up."
And what might this mystery her.
she asked. "rhe whereabouts OF the
bogus HaEEer,y?"
The bogus Haggerty win never |
sross our paths again. lie has skipped |
Ply the light Of the moon. No. that's
aot the mystery. Why did you tell |
ne you were an impostor: why aid
f0u 30 10 tho cellars with mo. when
III the while you were al the bali an
Mrs. Hyphen-Bcnds' insitation?s
She leaned on her elbows and
'miled at me hnmorouaiy.
Would you really like 10 know
sixnorF Wen. was an impostor.
ne sat with her hack 10 the fire. and
weird halo OF light seemed 10 nur.
ound her aud frame her. Mrs. Nv.
hsn.bonds accidentally dropped that
hvftatiop In my studio. few DAYS
efare she sailed for Europe, aim.
y could not resist the temptation.
hat II All the mystery there il"
AND they still think you were there
rhtfnllyi''
lou are no longer mys.lfedY,
Yes: there Is yet another mystery
solve: myself | knew Ii. Win.
u rhyme and reason. was In love,
nd without rhyme or reason. / was
lad &c II,
shall you ever be able 10 solxe
aeh inystsry -aulxxicaily.
III all depends upon YOU
Mr.. Ccmstaik. ynn viii no, mar
" exquisite hnmor Of our aayentur,
' oAnsinE tae annoyance. am surc
lat some day We shalt be- very w,o.,
tsndA hut one does NOT talk Of hove
eixhi hours acquaintance. nsaislea
% would be taking advantage Of INV {
eiplessness: for I really depead unon
pa TO see me safe hack to New YORK :
u oniy the romance. the adventure:
ID such moonlight nights often an. q
arindnce seniimensality, What do q
~ know OF mes Nothing. What do v