The Washington herald., 1911-03-04
A SPLENDID HAZARD
By HAROLD MacGRATH
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By HAROLD Mac GRATH
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vicious, only mad"
where win it be?'
TT win not be;- and NJ. Ferraud smiled
as he Hvened up the burnt wick or his
candle
'Treachery on the part Of the drivers?
| Oh, don't you see that you can trust me
whoIly?"
| ''weu, It win be like this" and reluct-
antly the secret agent outlined his plan.
| Now, go to bed and sleep, for you and
shall need some to draw upon during
/ the next three or four days. Hunting for
/ buried treasures was never junketing.
The admiral will tell you that At
| dawn Then he added whimsically: 81
trust we haven't disturbed the royal
| family below"
Hang the royal family!"
/ Their own parliament or Reichstag,
win arrange for THAR and the little man
/ laughed
Dawn came soon enough. yellow and
airless.
MY dear" said Mrs. Coldheld. IT
really wish you wouldn't CO."
But Laura and Miss Won Mitter insist
on going. can't back out now" pro-
tested Coldfield. What are you worried
| about? Brigands, gunshots, and all that?'
He win be a desperate man."
| TO steal a chest full of money Is one
thing: to shoot a man is another. Be
sides, the admiral will go If he has to
| go alone; and can't desert him"
Very we'll You will have to take me
4 to Baden for nervous prostration.'
-Humph! Baden; that'n mean about
two thousand in fresh gowns from
Vienna or Paris. All right; I'm game.
/ But, no nerves, no Baden"
Go, If you will; but do take care of
yourself; and let the admiral go first,
when there's any sign of danger
ch hal ind
every time think of it,"
| kiss me. They are waiting for you
And be careful"
1t was only a little brave comedy She
knew this husband and partner of hers.
hard-headed at times, but full of loyalty
and courage; and she was confident that
II danger arose the chances were he
would be getting in front instead of be-
| hind the admiral A pang touched her
heart as she saw him spring into the
carriage.
The admiral had argued himself hoarse
about Laura's going; but he had to give
In when she threatened to hire a car
| rage on her own account and follow.
Thus, Coldfield went because he was loyal
to his friends; Laura. because she would
not leave her father; Hildegarde, because
to remain without knowing what was
happening would have driven her mad;
| Nj. Ferraud, because it was a trick in the
game; and Cathewe and Fitzgerald, be-
cause they loved hazard. because they
were going with the women they loved.
The admiral alone went for the motive
apparent to all: to lay hands on the
scoundrel who had betrayed his conf
dence.
So the journey into the mountains be-
gan. In none of the admiraTs documents
was it explained why the old Frenchman
had hidden the treasure so far inland,
/ a ha,-
been made on it Ferraud put forward
| the supposition that they had been
watched. AS for hiding IT in Corsica at
| all, every one understood that IL was a
matter of sentiment.
Fitzgerald keenly inspected the drivers.
but found them OF the ordinary breed,
| IN velveteens, red sashes, and soft felt
/ hats. As they made the noon STOP one
thing struck him as peculiar. The driver
| OF the provision carriage had little or
nothing 20 do with his companions.
That is because he is mine explained
M. Ferraud in whisper. They were all
capable horsemen, and on this journey
spared their horses only when absolutely
necessary. The great American signorf
were in hurry. They arrived at Car
ghese ,at in the afternoon. The ad-
! miral was for pushing on, driving all
| night. He stormed, but the drivers were
| obdurate- At Carghese they would re-
main till sunrise; that was final. Besides
1t was not safe at night, without moon
/ shine, for many mile OF the road lip
/ ping tremendous precipices was without
curb or parapet. Not a foot till dawn.
| In the little auberge, digniied but not
| improved by the name of Hotel de
France, there was room only for the two
women and the older men. Fitzgerald
and Cathewe rad to bunk the best they
could in a tenement at the upper end of
1 NEa
| carpetless and ovenlike for the heat
Cathewe opened his rug bag and spread
out a rug in front of his cot. for he
wasn't fond at any time of dirty, bare
boards under his feet He began to un-
dress. silently, putting his pipe as one
unconscious of the deed. Cathewe looked
/ old. Fitzgerald hadn't noticed the change
before; but it certainly was fact that
his face was thinner than when they put
| out TO sea. Cathewe, his pipe still be
| tween his teeth, absently drew his shit
/ over his head. The pipe fell to the rug
and he stamped out the Goals grumbling
you'll set yourself afire ono of these
fine days" laughed Fitzgerald from his
side OF the room.
Tn safe enough, Jack; you can't set
| fire to ashes, and that's about all 1
amount to-" Cathewe got into his paja-
mas and sat upon the bed. Jack. I
thought knew something about this fell
low Breitmann; but it seems I've some
| thing to learn"
The younger man said nothing.
WAS that yarn of Ferraud's fact or
tommy-rot?''
Fact"
THE great-grandson of Napoleon!
| Herel Nothing will ever surprise me
again. Bur why didn't he lay the matter
before Killigrew, like a manT'
Fitzgerald patted and poked the wool
filed pillow. but without success. II re-
manned as hard and as uninviting as ever
I've thought it over. Arthur I'd have
done the same as Breitmann,' as il re-
luctant TO give his due to the missing
man.
| ''But why didn't this butterfly man ten
the admiral allg'
He had excellent reasons He's a
secret agent and has the idea that Brett
mann wants 10 go into France and make
an emperor of himself"
DO men dream OF such things to-day.
let alone try to enact themT' incredu-
louly.
"Breitmanns an example"
Are you taking his part?''
mo, damn himl May ask you a per-
tnent question:
Yes"
ibid he know Miss Won Mitter very
well in MunichT'
HE did,
WAS he quite square?"
IT am beginning to believe that he was
something between cad and scoun-
drel.''
.Did you know that among her for