Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-08-14
CHAPTER w. (Continued)
A FURRY on the Mendips


FURRY on the Mendips
n EEDENHAM was sure that at the back of
Nl Smiths head lay some scheme, some arranged
trick, some artifce of intrigue, which would find
its opportunity between Cheddar and Bristol. The dis
lance was not great-perhaps eighteen mies-by a
fairly direct second class road, and this fine June
evening it still safe to count three long hours of
daylight. 1t douby irritating therefore, to think
that by his own lack of diplomacy he had almost for
feited Smiths confidence. Twice had the man been on
the very brink of revelations; for he of those
happy 60 lucky beings not fitted for the safeguarding
of secrets vet on each occasion his tongue fatered in
subconscious knowledge that he was about betray
his masters affairs
Feeling that Dale would have managed this part of
the days adventures far better than himself, Meden
ham took his seat and touched the switch.
1--WE have to make Bristol by o'clock; so
shall pull out in 'front.' suppose Count Marigny will
give the ladies the road?" he remarked casually.
Smith was listening to the engine. Runs like
watch, don't it,? was his admiring cry.
"And almost as quietly; SO you heard what said"
"Oh, hear lots; but reckon it good plan to keep
my mouth shut grinned the other
Exactly what you have failed to do" thought
Medenham, though he nodded pleasantly and with
So long! passed out OF the yard.
Smith went to the exit and looked after him. The
mans face wore good humored sheer 1t was as
though he said "You wait bit, my dandy shutter!
You amt through with his Countship yet, not by any
manner o meanS!
A ND Medenham did wait, till nearly seven o'clock
Z He saw Cynthia and her companions come out of
Coughs Cave and enter Coxs. These fairy grottoes
of Natures own continuing were we'll worthy of close in
specton, he knew; but he fretted and fued because
Cynthia mured long in their ice cold recesses
and when at last she reappeared from the second
and halted stall to purchase some curlos mpa
tence mastered him, and he brought the slowly on
until she turned and looked at him.
He raised his The gorge the finest thing in
Cheddar Miss Vanrenen," he said. "You ought to see
it while the light is strong
1--WE are going now, she answered coldly. Mon
sieur Marigny will take to Bristol and you will fol-
low with Mrs. Devar."
He did not finch from her steadfast gaze, though
those blue eyes of hers seemed definitely to forbid any
expression of opinion. Yet there challenge in
them too, and he accepted it meekly.
ing you this evening", he said 1.-THE through the
pass very interesting, and know every inch of it..
He fancied that she was conscious of some mistake
and eager to atone if in the wrong. She hestated
yielded almost; but Mrs. Devar broke in angrly:
1--WE have decided differently, Fitzroy. l have some
few postcards to despatch, and Count Marigny has
kindly promised to slowly till we overtake him..
ayes, you ought to have waited in the yard of the
can hardly pass in this narrow road Back bit to
side, there's good fellow and when have gone,
pull up to the door. Come, Miss Vanrenen. l
fierce to show you the PAGES of Du Vallon. The
Guiding sentences in French; but Count Edouard
spoke English fuently, with a fascinating accent
Cynthia, slightly rufed by her singular lack of
purpose made no further demur The three walked off
down the hill, and Medenham could only obey in chill
rage that Magny had been able to gage its intensity
might have given him "furiously to think"
In few minutes the Du WALTON scurried BY Smith
was driving, and there was curious srk his face
as he glanced at Medenham Cynthia sat in the ton
neau with the Frenchman who drew her attention to
the limestone cliffs in such wise that she did not even
see the Mercury as she passed
MEDENHAM muttered something under his breath
~ and reversed slowly back to the inn. He con-
suited his watch "Tl give the postcard writer ten