The Kendrick gazette. [volume] (Kendrick, Idaho) 1892-1968, 1909-09-10


II should think so,s said his wiSej
jumping to her feet "He's been on5
the island three days, and we haven't
had glimpse Of him. Come along,|
Lady Deppingham."
Lady Deppingham arose reluctantfy,l
sitting yawn.
They had come to call the new
American lawyer "the enemy" No
one knew his name or cared to know,
1t, for that matter. Bowles in answer,
to the telephone inquiries Of Saunders
said that the new solicitor had taken
temporary quarters above the bank
and was in hourly consultation with
Won Blitz, Rasula and others. Much
of his time was spent at the mines.
Later on, it was commonly reported.
he was to take up his residence in
Wyckholme's deserted bungalow far
up on the mountain side in plain view
from the chateau.
Life at the chateau had not been al
lowed to drag. The white servants
had become good friends despite the
natural disdain that the trained Eng
lish expert feels for the unpublished
American domestic.
Miss Pelham, the stenographer from
West Twenty-third street, had set her
cap for the unsuspecting Mr.. Saunders.
She had learned In the wisdom Of her
sex that he was fancy free. Mr.. Saun-
ders, fully warned against the Ameri-
can typewriter girl as class, having
read the most shocking jokes ut her
expense in the comic papers, was rath-
err shy at the outset, but Britt gallant
ly came to Miss Pelham's defense and
ultimate rescue by emphatically assur-
ing Saunders that she was a perfect
lady, guaranteed to cause uneasiness
to no mans wife.
But l have no wife," quickly pro-
tested Saunders, turning dull red.
"The devilv exclaimed Britt, appar-
emily much upset by the revelation.
But of this more anon.
Browne conducted the two young
women across the drawbridge and to
the sunlit edge Of the terrace, where
two servants awaited them with para
soils.
There he is! See him?" almost
whispered Browne, as If the solitary,
motionless figure at the foot of the av-
enue was likely to hear his voice and
be frightened away.
The enemy was sitting serenely on
one Of the broad iron benches just in
side the gates to the park, his arms
stretched out along the back, his legs
extended and crossed. 1t was quite
apparent that he was lazily surveying
the chateau, putting with consistent
ease at the cigarette wASch dropped
from his lips.
mr.. Britt was right" said Mrs.
Browne irrelevantly. She was peering
at the stranger through the binoculars.
HE is very good looking"
And you from Boston, too" sco6ed
Lady Deppingham. Mrs. Browne flush
ed and smiled deprecatingly.
wonder what he's doing here in the
grounds?" puzzled Browne.
"It's plain to me that he is resting
his audacious bones," said her lady
ship, glancing brightly at her CO.
legatee.
Three men were approaching by the
path which led down from the far
away stables. Browne recognized the
dark skinned men as servants In the
chateau-the major domo, the chef and
the master of the stables.
Lord Deppingham must have sent
them down to pitch him over the wall. -
he said. with an excited grin.
Impossible! My husband is bunting
for sapphires in the ravine back or
She did not complete the sentence.
The enemy was greeting the statu
esque natives with a friendliness that
upset all calculations. 1t was evident
that the meeting was prearranged
There was no attempt at secrecy. The
conference, whatever it's portent, had
the merit Of being quite aboveboard
In the end the tall solicitor lifting his
helmet with gesture so significant
that 1t left no room for speculation
} turned and sauntered through the
broad gateway and out into the forest
, road. The three servants returned as
, they had come, by way Of the bride
, path along the wall.
r '"The nerve of him. exclaimed
!, Browne. 'That graceful attention was
uuednl IOT U.s. IL nave bTltC luIeT
:. view those fellows at once. Our kitch
! en-, our stable and our domestic disci
pline are threatened"
< They fastened to the chateau anG
e regaled the resourceful Britt with tht
8 disquieting news.
0 That evening he dragged the reiuc
e tant Saunders into the privacy of thu
: hanging garden and deliberately inter
r rupted the game Of bridge which wal
: going on.
e Ladies and gentlemen" said Mr.
Britt, calmly dropping into chaiI
o near by, this place Is full of Spies"
o "Spiesw cried four voices in unison
g Mr.. Saunders nodded a plaintive apoI
Ogy.
e Yes, sir. every native servant her'
$ is a spy That's what the enemy wal
q here for today. I've analysed the sit
uation and I'm right. Amt l, Mr.
u Saunders? OF course l am. He CAM
u here to tell 'em what to do and how Il
e report our affairs to him. See? More
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