Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1909-09-18
The r1an
From Home
A NoveIizatIon Of the Play of the
Same Name
BY Booth Harrington and
Harry Leon Wilson
Copyright, 1909, by American Press
Association
Continued from last week.

RibIere paid little attention to him.
but opened notebook and removed a
fountain pen from his pocket. Mariana
shrugged his shoulders and went on
setting tLe table, then stopped and
looked up.
Each time we lose the honor to
have II known" he went on. "In Ma
pies. every where, are reech~ Ameri-
can peoples that would give large
pourbolre to mingle with his high
ness
The secretary lifted warning I'm
ger.
"Have not said It is to be lncog-
nito, and yet you prate of highness I'm
the first breath. Would you wish he
shall withdraw his patronageT He
looked staringly at the man opposite
him. "see that you do not offend
again" He consulted his watch.
HE comes In his machine from Ma
pies. As on former visits all is to be
as before. No one must guess To
all he must be Herr Grollerhagen"-
Herr Grollerhagenp calculated Ma
riano quickly and with establishment
in his round features. Herr Groller-
hagenp
HE wishes to be known as Ger
man." went on M. Ribiere. ut pleases
him to be so thought"
Mariana stood lost In contemplative
establishment.
"What man." he sighed-"of Gu.
price, eccentrique, 80 wonderful Har
The secretary smiled in n superior
manner.
"You have said 1t. Last night he
talked by chance to a strange North
American In the hotel at Napoli APP
parently he is much Interested. Today
he has that stranger for companion In
his automobile. 1 demonstrate. What
use? He laugh for one-half the hour"
Again the maitre d'hotel remained
lost in establishment. For some mo-
ments he stood with the napkin In his
hands gazing out over the wonderful
bay that lay before the hotel.
"He is not like those cousin of his In
Petersburg and Moscowa," he said at
last, with a touch of awe In his tones.
"And yet, though monseigneur is SO
good and generoso, will not the an,
archist strike against the name of even
royalty himself? You have not that
fearT
The secretary shivered in the soft
warm afr and seized his companion by
the wrist.
II navel" he said quickly. HE has
not take what precautions / can
secretly from him. But of what user
You have few patrons%
A smile crossed Mariano's face, and
he shrugged his shoulders expressive
ly.
at is yet 80 early in the season.
"Those poor musician"-he pointed of
beyond the gates-"they wait always
at every gate to play when they shall
see any one coming. but Of late they
are disappoint Within, with us In the
hotel, are but seek people. all Of one
partyp
An expression of relief crossed the
Frenchman's face. and he opened his
notebook quickly.
"Goodp he murmured. "Who are
they7"
Mariano scratched his head with one
ruminative finger and bent his brows
upon the table In thought
"There is milor', an English excel
Iency-the Earl of Hawcastle; there In
also his son, the excellency honorable
Almeric st. Aubyn; there is Miladi
Creeshe. an English miladi, who Is
sister-in-law to Milor' Hawcastle."
Quickly Ribiere jotted down the
names in his book and then looked up.
"Thfee English" he said. Good SO
far. Those English are SAFE"
Mariana went on:
"There is an American signort.
na, Mees Granger-Seempsone. Miladi
Creeshe travel with her to be chap
eron." Here he became enthusiastic az
the memory of sundry pieces Of gold
and silver Weakened his keen thoughts.
"she fs young, generoso; she give
money to every one; she IL multa bella.
so pretty, weeth charm
"You mean this Lady CreesheT' In
terrupted the Frenchman, with a puz-
zled frown.
mo, no, nor cried Mariana in horri-
fed Amusement. "Miladi Creeshe Is ole
lady and does not hear SO well; quite
deaf; no pourboires; nothing. speak
Of the young American lady, Meea
Grauger-Seempsone, who the English
honorable son of Milor' Hawcastle
wishes to espouse. think"
Ribiere wrote rapidly In Ibis note.
book and without looking up said:
'Who else is thereT'
@There ~ the brother Of Mees Gran
ger-Seempsone, young gentleman
L.