New-York tribune., 1910-09-11

very doubtful quality. She knew now that this man
loved her and the knowledge at once an ecstasy
and torture. And how wise he how COnsiderate,
how worthy of the that her OverOWIng heart
would heap hirn But it could not be She dared not
face her father her relatives her host OF friends and
confess with proud humility that she had found her
in some unknown Englishman, the hired driver OF
motor car At any rate. in that moment OF exquisite
agony Cynthia did not know what she might dare when
put the Her lips parted her eyes gIstened and
she turned aside to gaze bndly at the distant Welsh
hills.
If we don't hurry" she said with the slowness of
desperation we shall never complete our program by
nightfall. And must not forget that Mrs Leland
awaits Chester
Tonight shall realize the feelings of Charles when
he witnessed the defeat of his troops the battle OF
Rowton Moor, was Medenham's savage grOwl.
Hardly aware OF her own words, Cynthia nlurnured
Though defeated the poor King did not lose hope.
No; the Stuarts only virtue their stubbornness
By the way a Stuart
Evidently that is why YOU flying from Chester,
she contrived to say with little laugh.
pin nv faith the Restoration he retOrted. " It
is fair parallel 1t took Charles twenty years to reach
Rowton Moor; but the modern clock moves quicker
for | am there IN five days.
AM no good at dates she began; but Mrs. Devar
discovered them from afar, and tuttered telegram
They hasened to her; Cynthia flushed at the thought
that she might be recalled ondon-which she would
not regret visit to the dentist to-day is better
than the toothache all next week-and Medenham
steeled himself against imminent unmaskng.
But Mrs. Devars main business IN life was self. Il
have lust heard from James, she cooed He promised
to run up to Shrewsbury to-day but finds he
spare the time Count Edorard told him that Mr.. Van
and he regrets he was unable to cali
before he left
Before who left" demanded Cynthia.
Your father, dear
Left for where?
Mrs. Devar screwed her eyes the pink Slip, That
is all it says; just left
THAT Ioesn sound right anyhow, laughed AIeden-
ham.
oh but this is too rdiculous!' and Cynthia foot
stamped. have never before known my father to be
have III this Jack in the Box fashion.
Mrs Leland will clear up the whole mystery, vol
unteered Medenham.
But what mystery is there?' purred Mrs Devar
blinking first at one then the other She bent
the telegram again. James sent this message from the
West Strand ninethlrty A. NJ Perhaps he had Just
heard of Mr.. Eanrenen 5 departure, she said.
Judging from Cyntha's occasional references to her
fathers character and associates Medenhanl anc1ed
it was much likely that the American railway mag
nate had merely refused to meet Captain Devar; but
therein he was mistaken.
A the very hour that the three settling them
selves in the Mercury before taking the road to
Leominster Vanrenen, driven by q perturbed but
silent Snmonds, stopped the the outskirts OF
Whitchurch and asked intelligent looking boz II
he had noticed the passing of automobile numbered
X L 1000
i pose YOU mean 4 car, sir: said the boy.
Vanrenen tall man, thin, close Tipped. with high
cheekbones and long man utterly unlike his
daughter save for the wide open all seeing eyes smiled
er's wand mirrored Cynthia in her father face Even
Simmonds who had semblance OF q smile IN the
features of the chilly, skeptca man by whom he was
dragged of bed unearthy hour IN the morning
at Bristol witnessed the alchemy, and marVeIed.
Yes. sir rather continued the boy the gentle
man went along the Hereford Road, he did yesterday
1nornn'. He KEN back, too, a shutter, an he
a stayin at the Symons Vat Hotel