Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-09-18

his pet mania being the decay of England since the pass
ing of the Victorian Age.
The Earl helped himself to whisky and soda. His
egotiSm severely shaken. Who would have thought
that pillar of the State like Scarand would approve of
this Vanrenen girl match for George even in jest?
But ne had the good to steer clear OF
When he found his voice it to at the quality
of the whisky
AEEDENHAM meanwhile, had rushed into the hail.
1vA He expected to find Dale THERE but
cept the footman duty The opened the door,
dale is outside in the car, my Lord he said.
In the carl" That meant the bursting of meteor
in a blue sky.
Sure enough there stood the Mercury, dusty and
painting; but seemingly gathering breath for another
mighty effort if necessary.
7Come I'M" shouted Medenham, on whom the first
strong shadow of impending disaster had fallen as
soon he heard those i'll omened words in the car.
up the steps, being weary after almost unbroken
of one hundred and eighty miles,. He nodded to the
Mercury, and the footman rang for boy to mount
guard. nehemiah led the way into small anteroom
and switched on the light
'Now!" he said.
"Mr Vanrenen KEN to Chester last night in Sim
monds's car, my Lord. This mornn he sent for an
says Who you?'- The chauffeur, SIR says l.
Whose chauffeur? says he Yours for the time, says
he Get what?' says I. Get out, says he Of course,
my LORI, knew well enough what he meant; but
wanted to have it straight, an got it.
DaleS style of speech el1ptlcal though he might
wished he loquacious man.
'Was nothing else said?" he asked. No message
from-anyone? No given? What brought Sim
monds to Chester"
"Mr Vanrenen picked him up in Bristol at four NJ
yesterday, my Lord Simmonds made out that that
there Frenchman, Monsieur Marnny," Dale prided
himself on a smatterng of French had pitched fine
ole tale about YOU In fact the bearings got hot
Symons Vat that Smmonds chucked his job till Mr..
Vanrenen sort of apoogized.'
"Can you be specific Dale? You are hard to follow
well my Lord, l could do with drink. It's long
road that stretches between here an Chester an left
there at ten o'clock this morning. runnin through
Cords quantity of traps, an all
Medenham did not smile. He touched bell, and
found that Dales specific bottle of beer.
81 never set eyes on Miss CYNTHIA continued the
chauffeur, his wits quickening under the soothing
draft. Another lady KEN out an looked me up an
down. Yes, that is the car she said an with that
remembered seein her at San Reno. Mrs. Devar
seemed if she wanted to say somethink but she
darent, because Mr. Vanrenen's eye her. He
London the minute Simmonds got the carrier off ~
Il am quite clear on that point What really want
to know is the behind Simmonds statement
about Count Marignys tale pitching, you term it.
ooh, of course Mr.. Vanrenen didn't say anythink.
Smmonds what you call putin two an two to-
gether From what Mr.. Vanrenen arsked him it was
easy enough to get at the Frenchmans dirty tricks.
Tell me how Smmonds put it, said Medenham.
with the patience of great anger.
Dale scratched the back of his "For one thing,
my Lord Mr.. Vanrenen wanted to know if you was
could get him believe that the accident in Down-st
wasn't put up job. Then he you stopped in