Pleasantville weekly press., 1910-08-20
reused my curiosity. You have some

rOuSeQ my curiosity. 1Ou nave Soihe
purposeY
GA perfectly harmless one," said
Grumbach, mopping his forehead.
This movement brought CarmichaePs
eye to scar on the back of his visi-
tors head Grumbach acknowledged
the stare by running his finger along
the subject.
81 came near passing in my checks
the day l got that" he volunteered.
Everybody looks at it when | take
off my hat. I've tried tonics, but the
hair won't grow there"
"Where did you get it?"
cat Gettysburg"
Carmichael was no longer indiffer-
ent. He gave his hand.
1--WE got a few scars myself. What
regiment?"
1.-THE -th cavalry, New York"
what troop?" with growing excite
ment
&c troop"
II was captain Of B troop in the
same regiment Hurrah Works over
lOl tuC SOlnC liOAS NAth my
Grumbach, and We'll talk it over down
stairs in the Black Eagle. You're a
godsend @ troop! Hanged if the
world doesn't move things about odd
ly. I was in the hospital myself after
Gettysburg-a ball in the leg. And
damp spell comes"
So down to the tavern they went,
and there they talked the battles over,
sundry tankards interpolating. 1t was
"Do you remember this?" and 'Do you
recall that?" with diagrams drawn in
beer on the oaken tabl@.
But there's one thing my boy" said
Carmichael, 1.-THE odds were Oh our
side or we'd be lighting yet"
THAT we would"
But you're from this side Of the
water%
Yes; went over when was twenty
two. Pm from Bavaria"
Grumbach circled the room. All the
near tables were vacant The Black
Eagle was generally a lonely place till
| late in the afternoon. Grumbach
touched the scar tenderly. Could he
trust this man? Could he trust any
one in the world? The impulse came
| to trust Carmichael, and he did not
disregard it.
Il was born in this very street." he
whispered.
Here"
"Sh. Not so loud. Yes, in this very
| street. But if the police knew
| wouldn't be worth thatp' with a SNAP
| of the fingers.
But what does this all mean? Can
J ! help you in any way?"
NO; no one can help me-
"But why come back?
"Who can say what man will do
| Don't question me. Let be. 1 have
said too much already"
But your name%
Grumbach laughed unmusically
"Grumbach is as good as another
Listen. When l left Dreiberg there
was a reward Of a thousand crowns
! for me dead or alive"
Carmichael was plainly bewildered.
"You were mad to return"
81 know it, I couldn't help it. Oh
don't look like that! l never hurt any
body unless it was in battle"-naively
"Now, what has happened since l wen
away? l have dared to ask question!
of no one?"
Carmichael, strangely attracted ant
trustful Of his questioner, gave him
brief summary of events, principa
among which was the amazing resto
ration of the Princess Hildegarde. II
describe the Princess Hildegarde wa
not only an easy task but a pleasan
one to Carmichael.
$50 she is gentle and beautiful
Why not? Ach! You should hav'
seen her mother. She was the mos
beautiful woman in all Germany, ant
she sang like one of those Italian
nightingales The king of Jugendhei
wanted her, but she loved the grant
duke So the Princess Hildegarde ha
come back to her own? God is good!'
"Well," said Carmichael, beckonin:
to the waitress and paying the score
"if any trouble arises send for me
You don't look like a man who ha
done anything very bad" He Offered
his hand again. Grumbach pressed |
firmly, and there was a moisture IL
his eyes.
Grumbach declined CarmichaePs in
vitation to lunch and immediatel,
sought his own room. Once there b
| cIocad tho Shrt