The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1909-09-24

The thrilling story
Of . mothers love
and . woman's hate.

Grants face changed in a single in
slant to warning.
He stopped short, grew a little red,
and remembered. Basil knew that the
spy, despite all his acumen, was obvi-
ously utterly unaware that the Ouch
ess herself had accompanied the two
young men upon their adventure.
Grant turned to the man on the
sofa.
Very we'll, I will believe you," he
said, "and l shall do what I proposed.
I understand that you have not tele-
graphed anything of our movements
to NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS., do l not?
Well, you will send a telegram of at
once, and l will go with you to the
telegraph office while you send it. 1t
will be to the effect that you followed
us to Ostend and SEN us an anony-
nous letter warning us to 90 back-as
indeed you did. BY the way" he went
on. 'how did you manage that? Who
was 1t that gave the letter to my val
ct? He told me 1t was a young, clean
shaven man."
1T was an assistant steward" he
replied. THAT was all. But your
fellow drunk appeared to be, or upset
by the passage"
We'll, my friend" Marriott broke
in. that was because he drank out
Of my flask, into which you had
dropped something"
The spy, now secure and regaining
confidence, chuckled.
'Entschuldigen, mein Herr" he
said; that was but a little ruse Of
war"
That's all right, Marriott" Grant
interposed. "Now. look here; you
will send q telegram to say that we
are back at Ostend, frightened by
your letter. That will mean that
none Of the people-observe l call
them the people-none of the people
at Wohlau-Landskrona will know any
thing Of my friends and my W ar
rival in Cologne" /
yah. mein Herr" said the man,
and his voice was evidently sincere.
Il would do that and to get
away free from my present position
here with a hundred pounds in my
pocket. / don't like dirty work, but
I've been constrained to do it. I am
really the son Of . pastor, sir, and it
IL not what l should wish to do, 1t IL
not what I should wish to be-a paid
private detective in the service of the
Dowager Princess"
Michael Grant was q Judge of men.
He realized swiftly that the spy was
probably sincere. He decided to trust
him to the extent which he had men,
toned.
Then he made q master stroke, and
Basil, who had been listening to the
conversation with an extreme respect
for Grants talents in diplomacy, real
ICED suddenly that here indeed was q
man like Understanding a. . SER
pent and strong a. the wind.
Il don't know your name." Grant
said suddenly.
my name. Dir. IL Hulke."
"Herr Hulke," Grant replied, with
. change In his voice from accusing
menace to something very like kind.
. and friendship. Il am very glad
that chance has given me an oppor.
tunity to rescue you from Z life which
cannot but be terribly distasteful to
anyone Of your parentage and
bringing mp l shall not give you q
hundred pounds. but I shall beg your
acceptance OF double that sum, and
when you have arrived ut your desti
nation IN Hungary ! shah be most In
terssted to hear Of your subsequent
proceedings. You may command me
C any time In your interests. and II
you win send me . letter to tho Cocos
Tree Club, In st. James's Street, you
may depend upon It that you will no,
ind me wanting. Gentlemen can rec
ognize each other al the world over
and / am extremely sorry that We
should have met on such an inauspi
| cious occasion; but you will permit
me, / am sure. Herr Hulke. to o6el
you my apologies"-he drew out
leather pocketbook - "and these
notes.s
The man ct once rose from the sofa
His face assumed an absolutely differ
ent expression. His voice seemed tt
have moro blood In It. He took thu
cracking paper. put It into an innel
pocket, and then extended his hant
70 Michael Grant.
'Sir," he said, Il an proud to NEE
you. You have given me an opportu
nifty which has always been wanting
With this money I shall So at once Il
Hungary and shall be able to start ,
more honorable career than circum
stances have ~ yet allowed ne t.
pursue"
Basil noticed that Grants elbow
twitched Z little, and he realized Will
what enormous self-control the grea
athlete stretched out his hand ant
graspsd the others.
Herr HuIke." Grant said, this 4
indeed . pleasure. We have met nm
dor unfortunats circumstances, but
beg ron 70 believe that We part y
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