Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1910-06-08
"7be Albert Gate MYSferY''
By Louis TrocY ~ ~ ~ Copyright 1904 by r. F. Emno Co.


He was sorry for It; he had lone his
best.
When they entered their carriage the
third occupant was in possession. He
was French, aggressively so. Phil May
might have used him for a model. The
poor man had been wretchedly i'll from
the moment he left Dover until the YES
sci was tied to her berth in the harbor
at Calais. He paid not the least atten-
ton to h newcomers. being apparently
absorbed in contemplation of his own
misery. The two Englishmen, though
experienced travellers, were sufficiently
insular to resent the presence of the
stranger. whom Brett resolved to put to
the language test forthwith.
1T is very cold in here he said.
Shall l turn OF the hot air?"
The Frenchman seemed to understand
that he was addressed. He looked up
with a shivering smile and explained
that he had only booked one seat. The
remainder of the compartment was at
their disposal. He was evidently guilt
less of acquaintance with the English
tongue, but Brett did not like his ap-
p~earance.
Though well-dressed and well-spoken
he was a nondescript Individual, and
the lash of his dark eyes was not re-
assuring. Yet the man was so i'll that
Brett forthwith dismissed him from
his thoughts, though he TOOK care to &C.
cupy the centre seat himself, thus plac-
ing Captain Gaultier on the other side
of the carriage. After a visit from the
ticket examiner, the Frenchman dis
posed himself for a nap n the train
started.
Captain Gaultier by this time had
made up his mind as to the information
he felt he could give his new acquain-
lance.
1T is very odd" he said. that those
diamonds should disappear just at the
m when there Is every sign of
unrest in Turkey. You know, of course.
the manner of the last Sultan's death?"
Brett nodded.
And you have heard, no doubt,
something of the precautions taken by
the present Sultan to safeguard his
life against the attacks of possible
assassins?"
YES" said Brett.
"Well. these have been redoubled of
late, and the man never goes out that
he is not in the most abject state of
fear. He is a pitiful sight, l assure
you. l saw him less than a fortnight
ago, driving to the Mosque on Friday,
and his coachman evidently had orders
to go at a gallop through the streets.
whilst not only was the entire road
protected by soldiers, but every house
was examined previously by police
agents. There is something in the
wind of more than usual Importance In
the neighborhood of Yildiz Kiosk just
now, l am certain. l suppose you did
not chance to see n mention of the
fact that Hussein-ul-Mulk, the Sui
tan's nephew, has recently fled from
Turkey, and is now under the protec-
ton of the French Government?
YES, l noticed that"
you don't seem to miss much" was
Gaultier's sharp remark, pausing In his
narrative to light a cigar.
zone of my few virtues is hat l read
the newspapers"
The train was slowing down as it
neared the town station In Calais, and
Gaultier's voice could be momentarily
heard above the diminishing rattle.
well" he said, 81 happen to know
Hussein-ul-Mulk, and if we find out
where he lives In Paris I will introduce
you to him."
Brett looked at the s~lumbering
Frenchman out of the corner of his