Highland recorder. (Monterey, Highland County, Va.) 1877-1972, 1910-11-18

a ATURALLY 1t occurred to val
that the trail of Cadwallader
Hunter must have reached as
i far as the Beverly household.
and almost he found 1t in his heart to
respect a man with executive ability
to accomplish so swift, so sweeping
so secret revenge.
"The old fellow must have had q
busy day." Loveland thought. half
amused on top CT hunger and discour-
agement. He pictured the major run
ming lithely about since the snub at
lunch time up to the last moment be-
fore dressing for dinner prejudicinf
all the friends made on board int
Mauretania against the Englishman
to whom he had proudly introduced
them.
And. besides. one must grant a Ger
tain cleverneSs to a brain able u
weave grounds Of prejudice against a
person-nay. a personage-importan'
and unimpeachable. as Loveland con
sidered himself to be. How Cadwal'
lader Hunter had done 1t Val could
not imagine. But that the mysterious
thing which had been done was the
majors work he did not doubt.
Loveland had cOnscientiously dis
tributed all the letters In the after
noon and had put the Waldorf-Astoria
hotel as a New York address ON his
visiting cards. Now. owing to unfore'
seen circumstances another name FOL
the majors vindictiveness,. that ad
dress was his no longer. When peo
ple called. as no doubt they would d'
tomorrow, they were likely to hnc
that he had vanished into space. Yes
without doubt the best thing he coulC
do was to call tonight at one OF the
houses where he had alighted In IN
afternoon. He would walk to the near
est one: but, now he came to think Of
ii. which was the nearest and Of
which was he certain that he couic
remember the street and number? Ht
went over the eight or nine names II
his head and thought that he had KEEP
them all straight. but to save his llrt
he could not say which number. whicf
street. appertained to which person
This was dilemma, almost calam
ity. But one address seemed to stant
out before his eyes. number In Fiftf
avenue. and he thought 1t was Mrs
Arson who lived there. The house was
a handsome one ut corner. He nae
admired 1t. and as II was not fir up
town he would not have more than
mile to travel. He could still MAKE
his visit and tell his pitiful tale be
fore 10 o'clock.
He walked fast. and it was by al
effort that the man of the shadows KEEP
him in sight. for yal's legs were long
and his were not. But he did not con
trive to cling close enough to see tai
figure slowly descend flight OF ston'
steps climbed with alert hopefulness
few moments earlier
Il al IlIue wa a. ''i''N O''NS
droop Of the head and shoulders,
dragging hesitation In the gait. whicl
seemed to show that the wanderer di'
not know what his next move ougb
to be.
AT last the watcher decided that b
had waited long enough. The English
man had come to the end Of his tether
He was tired out and sick at hearth
fact, precisely in the mood which tht
other had been patiently expecting.
Loveland walked away from the
house where Mrs. Arson was giving
dinner party and regretted that she
was unable to receive visitors" jim
Harborough's friend. Could 1t be thai
Cadwallader Hunters tentacles haC
wormed themselves round this lady's
sympathies also, or was the dismissa
another coincidence, like that OF the
bank?
Good evening"" said the man who
had caught up with him. speaking
somewhat breathlessly, but In
friendly voice.
81 was dining near you at the Wal
dorf- Astoria" explained the unknown
"Ohw Loveland said. you Were
with the Coolidges. remember. Ih'
tips of his ears began to tingle.
my names Milton" the short darf
man introduced himself. "Ive beer
trying to catch you up for some time
1 know you met my wife and daugn
ter on the Mauritania. That's why
was anxious to make your acqualnt
ance." go. 49,.