Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1911-01-16

CHAPTER VI.

Some Explanations
DARL BREIfMANN! Fitzgerald
~ pulled off a shoe, and carefully
deposited 1t on tho ioor beside
his chair. Private secretary TO Rear
Admiral Killigrew. retired; Karl
Breitmanni He drew off the seeond
shoe, and placed II. with military pre-
c~iseness, close to the first. Absently,
he rose, with thu intention OF putting
the pair In the hall, but remembered
before he got as far as the door that
It wac not customary in America to
put ones shoes outside In the halla.
Ultimately, they would have been
stolen or have remained there TIL the
trump of doom.
Could there be two BreltmRnnB by
the name Of Karl? Here and there,
across the world, he had heard Of
BreitmRnn, but never had he seen him
since that meeting in Paris. And, sim
ply because he had proved 70 be an
enthusiastic student OF Napoleon, like
himself, he had taken the man to din
ner. But that Was nothing. Under
the same circumstances he would have
done tho sarne thing again. There had
been something fascinating about the
fellow, either his voice or his manner
And there could be no doubling that
he had been at ebb tide; the shiny
coat, the white. but ragged linen, the
cracked patent feathers.
A baron, and TO reach the humble
grade of private secretary 10 an &c
centric millIpnaire-for the admiral,
with all his kindness and common
sense. Was eocentric-this was a fall.
Where were his newspapers? There
was a dignity TO foreign work, even
though in Europe h pay Is small.
There was trouble going on here and
there, petty wars and political SQUAD
bles. Yes. where were his newspa-
pers? Had he tried Now York; II not,
in that case. be-H1tzgerald-could be
Of some solid assistance. And CAthswe
knew him. or had met him.
Fitzgerald had bufreted the high and
low places: he seldom mad mistakes
In Judging men offhand, an art ao-
quired only after many initial
biunders. This man Breitmann
was no sham; no was q scholar,
a gentleman, a fine linguiBt, versed in
politics and war. Well. the little mys-
terry would be brushed aside in tho
morning. Breltrnsnn would certainly
recognize him.
But to have forgotten the girl. TO
have permitted O course OF events to
discover herr Shameful! He jumped
into bed and pulled the coveriet close
to his nose and was Don asleep, sleep
broken by fantastic dresms, In which
the past and present mixed with tho
improbable chances or the future.
1hump -thump. thump-thunp! To
FTtzgerald's logged hearing It was like
the pulse beating In the bowels of a
ship. only that IT stopped and began at
odd intervals. internationally. At the
fourth recurrence, he sat up, 10 ind
that Il was early morning, and that the
sea lay gray and leaden, under the
pearly haze Of dawn. Thump-thurnp!
He rubbed his eyes and laughed. IL
could be 40 less a person than the old
sailor in the summer-yschting toggery.
Drat EN-, These sailors were always
trying to ~ sun-up. At length the
peg left tho room above and banged
along the hall and bumped down the
stairs. Then all became still once moro
and tho listener Struggled under the
covers again and slept soundly till
eight. Outside the day was full. clear
and windy.
On the way to the dining-room he
the man. The. scars were a little
deeper In color and the face was thin
ner, but there was no shadow uf doubt
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