Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1910-07-11
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No one quite knew what he meant by
this p~ortentous guarantee, but 1t was
evident that Daubeney. if nothing else.
was a man of action. and his yacht
might become very useful.
He had hardly quilted the hotel when
a waiter announced that a jeune Fran
Gals wished to see Mr.. Brett.
''Show him up" said the barrister,
and a momen later Talbot entered. He
stood neal the door twiddling his hat in
his hand until the waiter had gone.
Then he told them what had happened
since he took up his quarters at the
Hotel des Jolies Femmes.
when I reached there" he said, 81
was under The impression that Gros
Jean and khe Turks were in bed. /
| hired my<foom; sent my tin box there,
and then settled myself In the cafe to
smoke cigarettes and rea these vile
Marseilles newspapers until lunch time.
You may judge my surprise when l
saw the three Turks and eros Jean
come out into the street and ask a
waiter the way to the postoffice.
.sThey set off, and, being sure of their
destination, I did not quit the cafe
myself until they were we'll out of sight.
Then 1 walked away in the same direc-
ton, inquired of a policeman the quick
est way to reach the post-office, and
stepped out rapidly.
II had not gone far when I overlook
them. They reached the building. The
Turks remained in the street and Gros
Jean went inside, so l followed him,
and found him inquiring for letters at
the Poste Restante department.
|Whereupon 1 sent a telegram to Lon
don."
who on earth did you telegraph to.
JACKIE broke In Edith.
TT my shirtmaker, telling him to
put a couple OF dozens In hand at
once"
This unexpected answer evoked a
general litter.
'The funny thing to me- said Tall
bot, was the effect OF the message on
read English, and he surveyed me
~curiously. for in my present appear
ance I looked q most unlikely person
to order shirts by telegram from n
well-known London house. However,
l achieved my purpose, which was to
overhear eros Jeans request. He asked
II there were any letters for NJ. Isidor
de Rion."
Good gracious" cried Edith. what
an a~ristocratic name for that Fat
man.
anyhow, it wal effective. There
was a letter for him. and he evidently
only expected one, for, before the clerk
who handed 1t to him was able TO
examine the remainder of the packet
he tore it open, glanced briefly at its
contents, and then hurried out to Join
his friends in the street. After a short
conclave they entered a cafe and pro-
cured a railway guide. / tried hard to
find out what section of the book eros
Jean was looking at, but failed, for the
double reason that he did o consult
the Turks, nor did he seem to make
up his mind, for he looked through the
book, sighed impatiently and suggested
to the others that they should go out
again. I followed them into the Came
biere, and thence down towards the
harbor. When we reached the quay q
small pleasure steamer was whistling
for passengers, and a placard an
nounced a -afty-centimes return trip ta
the Chateau diff.
Seemingly on the spur of the mo-
ment, eros Jean invited the others to
accompany him. 1t probably occurred
to him that the island would supply a
safe nook in which they could talk
without fear of observation, as their
presence on board the steamer would
stamp them as excursionists. So, OF
course. I followed them. When we
reached the island / quickly perceived
tnat the castle filled the whole OF It
therefore. Ia place or keeping behind
them. l went in front. We all passed