Daily Arizona silver belt., 1910-02-17
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Copyright. 1909. by George Barr McCutcheon Copyright 1909, by Dodd. Mead a Company
CHAPTER III-(Continued)

IlOSl lulpdlieul lTONu Ou us luCe Spantz's black eyes shot from one to the other. What do you want?" he demanded sharply.
 "The broadsword. And, say, Mr. Spantz, you might assume different tone in addressing me. I'm GUS toner. not beggar."
 The girl left the window and walked slowly to the rear of the shop, passing through the narrow door, without so much as a glance at King or the old man. Spantz was silent until she was gone.
 "You want the broadsword, eh?" he asked, moderating his tone considera. bly,. "It's rare old"-
 I'll give you hundred dollars-not another cent" interrupted King. not yet over his resentment. There fol lowed long and irritating argument, at the conclusion of which MT. King became the possessor of the weapon at his own price.
 "Tll come in again." he said indiffer- ently.
 But you are leaving tomorrow, sir"
 Eve changed my mind"
 ''Then you have discovered some thing in Edelweiss to attract youT grinned the old armorer
 "I dare say you're right. Clean that sword up bit for me, and I'll drop in tomorrow and get it. Here's 50 gavvos to bind the bargain-the rest on delivery. Good day, MT. Spantz."
 Good day, Mir King"
 "How do you happen to know my name"
 Spantz put bis hand over his heart and delivered himself of a most i'm pressive bow. When so distinguished a visitor cones to our little city" he said, i've lose no time in discovering his name. It is a part of our ua! ~ sir, believe ne" i"'
 "4 .i cocti~O Sare that l to believe you" said Truxton King to himself as he sauntered up the street toward the hotel. -.-r
 Mir. Hobbs, from Cooks, was at his elbow, his eyes glistening with eager ness.
 Il say, old DauglOss is waiting for you at the Regeugetz, sir. Wot's up? WOt you been up to, SirT
 Up to-up to, HObbsT
 My word, sir, you must have been or he wouldn't be there to see you"
 "Who is Dangloss?'
 Minister of police. Haven't I told you? He's a keen one, too, take my word for it. heard him ask for you"
 He lost no time in getting to the ho- tel. A we'll remembered, fierce look ing little man in white linen suit was waiting for him on the great piazza.
 Baron JaSto DanglOss was a polite man, but not to the point of procras- tinatiOn. He advanced to meet the puzzled American, smiling amiably and swirling his imposing mustache with neatly gloved fingers.
 q have called, MT. King, to have a little chat with you" he said abrupt ly. He enjoyed the look of surprise on the young mans face. Wont you join me at this table? A julep will not be bad, ehT' King sat down op- posite to him at one of the piazza ta- bles in the shade of the great trailing vines. A waiter took the order and departed ''Now, to come to the point" began the baron. You expected to leave to- morrow. Why are you staying over?"
 Baron, leave that to your own dis tinguished powers of deduction" said Truxton gently. He took long pull at the straw. watching the others face as he did so. The baron smiled. You have found the young lady in the gunshop to be very attractive" ob- served the baron. Where have you known her before"
 q beg pardon%
 'It is not unusual for a young man in search of adventure to follow the lady of his choice from place to place. She came but recently, l recall" You think l knew her before and followed her to Edelwelss?"
 T am not quite sure whether you have been in Warsaw lately There is a. gap in your movements that can't account for" King became serious at once. He saw that it was best to be frank with this keen old man.
 Baron Dangloss. don't know just what you are driving at, but I'll set you straight, so far as I'm concerned. l never saw that girl until the day be- fore yesterday. l never spoke to her until today" "She smiled on you quite familiar. ly from her window easement yester- i day" said Dangloss coolly. "She laughed at me, to be perfectly candid. But what's all this about"
 Dangloss leaned forward and smiled sourly. "Take my advice-do not play with ire" he said enigmatically.
 "you-you mean she's Q dangerous person? l can't believe that, baron." "She has dangerous friends out in the world. She is Olga Platanova. Her mother was married in this city