Enterprise news-record. [volume] (Enterprise, Wallowa County, Or.) 1910-1911, 1911-03-04

oacity Of Sherlock Holmes or some
hing else" She added the last three
words with unmistalable meaning.
She was leaning toward him. her
hands on the counter, peculiar CLEAN
in her dark eyes. which now for the
| first time struck him as rather more
keen and penetrating than he had sus-
pected before
81 simply want to tell you, Mr.. King.
that unless you really expect to buy
this sword 1t Is not wise in you tU
make it an excuse for coming here
My dear young lady, n
"My uncle'h has queer conception OF
the proprieties. He may think that
you come to see me. Young men may
chat with shopgirls all the world over,
but in Edelweiss, no, unless they come
to pay most honorable court to them.
| My uncle would not understand"
81 take it, however, that you would
understand he said boldly.
Il have lived in Vienna. in Paris
and in London, but now am living
IN Edelweiss. l have not been a shop
! girl always"
II can believe that. My deductions
are justified"
my uncle is returning" she remark
:. ed suddenly. Il must not talk to you
any longer" She glanced uneasily
out upon the square and then hurried
ly added. Q certain wistfulness in her
toice and eyes: ~ couldn't help it to-
day. forgot my place. But you are
the first gentleman I've spoken to
1 since / came here.'
When Spantzl entered the door the
girl was going llstlessly from the
window and Truxton King was lean
Ing against the counter with his back
toward her, his arms folded and a
most impatient frown on his face.
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. Pm a 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, ehr' he
asked, moderating his tone considera-
bly,. ITS rare old
''I'll give you a hundred dollars-not
another cent" interrupted King, not
yet over his resentment. There fol-
lowed long and irritating argument,
at the conclusion Of which Mr.. King
became the possessor of the weapon ut
his own price.
"Pll come in again." he said indiffer-
emily.
"But you are leaving tomorrow, SIR
"I'ye changed my mind"
"Then you have discovered some
thing In Edelweiss to attract youY'
grlnned the old arhorer.
IL dare say you're right. Clean that
sword up a bit for me. and I'll drop
in tomorrow and get it. Here's 60
gavvos to bind the bargain-the rest
on delivery. Good day, Mr.. Spantz."
4 Good day, Mr.. King"
How do you happen to know my
name?"
Spantz put his hand over his heart
and delivered himself Of most i'm.
pressive bow. when so distinguished
visitor comes to our little city," he
said, 1--WE lose no time In discovering
his name. 1t is u part of our trade.
sir. believe me-"
"Pm not SO sure that do believe
YOU" said Truxten King to himself as
he sauntered up the street toward the
hotel.
Mr.. Hobbs, from Cooks, was at his
elbow, his eyes glistening with eager
ness.
Il say, old Dangloss is waiting for
you at the Regengetz. sir. wot's up?
Wot you been up TO, slr?"
up to-up to, Hobbsg"
"My word, sir. you must have been
or he wouldn't be there to see you"
"Who Is Danglossy
Minister of police, Haven't l told
you? He's keen one, too, take my
word for 1t. l heard him ask for you"
He lost no time in getting to the ho-
tel. A well remembered. fierce look
Ing little man in a white linen suit was
waiting for him on the great piazza
Baron Jasto Dangloss was 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 gloyed fingers.
Il have called, Mr.. King. TO have a
little chat with YOU" he said abrupt
ly. He enjoyed the look Of surprise
on the young man's face, Won't yop