Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1910-07-08
be far removed from my beloved coun-

be far removed from my beloved coun-
try during the fog season."
She sighed. What it is to be a man
and to be able to roam about the world
unfettered."
TT all depends upon the meaning of
the word 'unfettered,'" said Daubeney.
Have you got any sisters, Miss Tai
bot?'
They all laughed at this inconsequent
question. 1t was impossible to resist
Daubeney's bouyant good nature, and
Edith felt certain that in half an hour
she would be calling him Jimmy"
They sped across the waves toward
the Chateau DIFF. and drew up along
side its small landing-stage.
The island supplies an all-the-year-
round resort for the townspeople.
Every fine day a steamer runs at inter
walls to and fro between it and the
inner harbor The good folk of
the south of France. whether
Marseillaise or visitors to the city.
find a constant delight IN TAX
irg the short marine excur-
about the rocky pathways and steep
luITelS OIL ZIG ldHlOuS PitSOis WhASt
they listen with silent awe to the words
of the guide when he tells them how
the Able died, and shows them the hole
between the two walls excavated by
Monte Cristo. So the English visitors
found themselves in the midst of a
number Of laughing. light-hearted
French sightseers.
They wandered round with the crowd
until Edith looked at her watch.
1T is past IL O'clock" she said.
Should We not be going back to the
hotel to lunch? You will come with
US. of course. Mr.. Daubeney?"
IT am famished with expectation"
answered the irrepressible Jimmy. but
before we go away you certainly ought
to climb to the leads and get the piano.
ramic view of the harbor which the
tower affords on a clear day. 1t is a
sight to be remembered. l promise
you"
So they made the ascent. Daubeney
leading in his capacity of guide. though
ne was quite breathless when they
reached the top of the steps.
Edith followed him, and to her alarm
perceived that he was pnrple in the
face. He tried to smile, and indicated
by a gesture that he would recover In
a minute. Meanwhile he was speech
less.
Fairholme was the next up He had
hardly set foo on the roof before he
exclaimed:
well. I'm ID"
Edith turned round quickly.
What on earth is the natter" she
cried. why are you using such hor-
ried language? Mr.. Daubeney only
hurried a little too fast, that is all"
Fairholme dropped his voice to q
whisper.
Look he said. indicating with his
eyes a distant corner
Edith followed his glance. and in
stantly comprehended the cause of his
startled exclamation. For in that quiet
spot, far removed from watchful police
or inquisitive hotel servants, stood four
men, whom she could not fail to recog-
nize as Gros Jean. Mulk,
and the other two Turks, although. of
course, until this ONE she had
never previously set eyes on them.
She instantly understood tina they
must continue to all and act in the
guise of ordinary tourists. In his re-
spect the presence of Daubeney was in
valuable. for he naturally could moi
guess the community of Interest be-
tween his ~aristocratic friends and the
motley group in the corner.
AS soon as he regained his breath,
Edith and he commenced a lively con-
v~ersation. Sir Hubert Joined them. and
in the course of their casual stroll
round the tower they paused close to
the Frenchman and his companions. at
tracing a casual glance from the for
mer. who instantly set them down as
English people bound for the East. and