The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1910-03-17

count after all"
you don't say so" observed Mr..
Van Torp, in an encouraging tone.
What became of him." Margaret
asked. without much interest.
Did Potts not tell you, my dear?
Why. Justine assisted at the whole in
terview and came and told me at
once"
Justine was Mrs. Rushmores Paris
ian maid, who always knew every
thing.
What happened?" inquired Marga-
ret, still not much interested.
He arrived in an automobile" an
swered Mrs. Rushmore, and she
paused
What old Griggs calls a sudden
death-cart,' Mr.. Van Torp put in.
What a shocking name for it,"
cried Mrs. Rushmore. And you are
always in them, my dear child" She
looked at Margaret. "A sudden-death-
cart! 1t quite makes me SILVER
"Griggs says that all his friends
either kill or get killed in them" ex-
planned the American.
My throat-doctor says motoring is
very bad for the voice, so I've given
it up" Margaret said.
Really? Thank goodness your pro
fession has been of some use to you
at last, my dear!"
Margaret laughed.
Tell us about the Russian count, -
chic s.afI ha InHpippg ny,
is he going to sleep in his motor?"
My dear, he's the most original
man you ever heard of, First, he
wanted to buy the hotel and turn us
all out, and offered any price for it,
but the director said it was owned by
a company in Munich. Then he sent
his secretary about trying to buy a
house, while he dined, but that didn't
succeed either He must be very
wealthy or else quite mad"
Mad should say observed Mr.
Van Torp, slowly peeling a peach
Did you happen to catch his name
| Mrs. Rushmore?'
"Oh, yes We heard nothing else
all the afternoon. His name is Kra
linsky-Count Kralinsky.'
Mr.. Van Torp continued to peel his
peach scientifically and economically
| though he was aware that Margare
was looking at him with sudden curl
osity.
"Kralinsky," he said slowly, keep
ing his eyes on the silver blade of the
knife as he finished what he was do
ing It's not an uncommon name,
believe I've heard it before. Sounds
Polish, doesn't it?"
He looked up suddenly and showed
Margaret the peeled peach on hi
fork. He smiled as he met her eyes
and she nodded so slightly that Mrs
Rushmore did not notice the move
ment.
Did you ever see that done better?
he asked with an air of triumph
Ripping" Margaret answered
You're a dandy dab at it,"
MY dear child, what terribl
slang"
I'm sorry" said Margaret. 'I'r
catching all sorts of American EXPIRE!
sions from Mr.. Van Torp, and whe
they get mixed up with my Englis
ones the result is Babel, | suppose!
i've not heard Mr. Van Torp us
any slang expressions yet, my dear
: said Mrs Rushmore, almost severel,
+ You will" Margaret retorted wit
t a laugh. What became of Count Krj
/ lnsky? | didn't mean to spoil you
story
"My dear he's got the pastor
T. give up his house. by offering hi
: hundred pounds for the poor here
0 Van Torp left them soon after su
- per, and gave himself up to Stem
=" bordering over what he had accor
). plished in two days, and also abol
K another question which had lately pr
scented itself When he was ready
send his valet to bed he sat down
+ his table and wrote a telegram:
IF you can find Barak, please e
o plain that | was mistaken. Kralinsl
# is not in New York, but here in Ba
II reuth for some days, lodging at Il
i. pastors house"
d This message was addressed to L
= gotheti at his lodgings in London, al
O Van Torp signed it and gave it
d Stemp to be sent at once Logotht
q never went to bed before two o'cloc
e as he knew, and might very possib
Q. get the telegram the same night.
m When his man was gone, Van To
$. drew his chair to the open windc
m and sat up long time thinking abo
ar what he had just done; for though
7t held that all was fair in such &C
d. test, he did not mean to do anythi
IN which he himself thought low dowI
at one proof of this odd sort of int
r. rity was that the telegram itself W
IN fair warning of his presence in Bi
90 reuth, where I.ogotheti knew II
Margaret was still stopping.