Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1911-04-28

/ appeared of high-class, a mandarin,
maybe, thought the clerk, who had
vague ideas of far-eastern personages.
| Mr.. Bruce turned. Not a movement
on his part had escaped the vigilant
watcher in the taxi without. But be-
fore leaving the express office. the
young man inadvertently paused at
the sight of a newspaper lying on the
counter, an extra" whose faring red
color seemed fairly to call out:
Where are the Goldberg pearls?"
| Bruce picked up the sheet, for a mo-
ment, and forced, even, a jaunty ac-
cent to his tones:
Quite a mysterious affair, eh?"
Won't he for long" vouchsafed the
individual behind the counter. When
the yellow papers get after it! They'd
run down anything"
Bruce did not controvert the state
ment. To one observing him, walking
out, his stride might have been con-
strued as that of a light-hearted, care
free person; the on-looker would have
failed to guess from his bearing that
the news he had just received had
awakened his worst fears, desponden-
cy, unmitigated hopelessness, the des-
pair of one who, it might be, has seen
last hope doomed to failure, who sets
foot again on the pavement to go he
knows not whittier, but always accom-
no nil hNy ha oh a nl1fnhln0
drawing him down.
Deeper-deeper-into a black gulf
bbttomless pit
Four or five blocks distant from the
express Office, at that moment, little
man, in excellent spirits, holding close
in his arms a package, dashed in
cab down one of the principal thor
oughfares. Every now and then he
looked down at the parcel. 1t was
tied around and around both ways
many times with twine. There were
indications Of knots galore, buried
beneath the sealing-wax Simpson had
plentifully deluged them with at the
little office In the village of Comscot.
And every red daub bore plainly the
stamp Of the express company at that
town. Mr.. Woods man, acting under
instruction, no doubt, had done his
share of the work well.
The package might have contained
debentures and bonds, for all the care
bestowed upon it; an exceedingly
"fussy and pothering young gentle
man." truly, as James, the valet, had
remarked. Dress-suit, forsooth! lone
up with such care no one could open
it, or peep into it without leaving
evidence of his prying fingers! Gag
lioni, however had no desire to burst
the bonds of the precious parcel yet.
1t was more precious as 1t stood; he
would not, for fortune, have touched
fastening. Perhaps Bruce at that
moment might vainly be hoping he
would do so at once, without witnesses.
and thus furnish a possible loop-hole,
or leeway, for protest But Caglioni
was willy; he would only lift the lid of
this Pandora's box when the time
seemed right. And that would be soon
s61R, .-~ '..
Even now at the corner Of Fifth
avenue and Twenty third street he
saw a large maroon colored car draw
up and stand waiting, as near by as
the regulations of traffic permitted.
The splendid equipage was covered
with dust and dirt; the chauffeur had
been plentifully splashed; two occu-
pants in the rear were fairly coated.
Apparently the car had been speed
ing at a high rate over a road in
places none too good, such as those
that ran out from Comscot, generally
mathematical by the automobile-lov-
ing contingent. The little brown man
in the cab espied. almost Immediately,
beyond the swirl of vehicles, the ma
room -colored car. He called up to his
driver, indicating it, and waved an eX-
cited hand toward the occupants.
They, too, now observed him and res
ponded to the secretary's gestures.
The cab dashed up. Caglioni got
out and stepped quickly toward the
others.
Eureka" observed Sir Archibald
grimly, eying him from his seat. Il
think we may congratulate you," he
added to his companion.
Mr.. Goldberg made a gurgling sound
in his throat. 1T was all right, them"
he asked tremulously.
All right" answered the secreta-
ry, barely able to conceal his satisfac-
ton.
Then get in," said Sir Archibald
quietly.
(To Be Continued.)