Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1911-02-09
CHAPTER IX.-CoNT1NuED.

EXIT LORD LOVELAND
lie went white and red n white
again. If by a word he could have
tumbled the whole hotel down in an
earthquake he would have been willing
; to be caught under the ruins. He had
a wild. boyish conviction that by sub
jecting himself now to the EXTREMIST
Inconvenience he could by and by
cause the hotel management poignant
remorse. Yes. he could take them at
their word. He would walk out of
the house just as he was. leaving
everything he had behind him. He
would not even take his o%vercoat. and
if he were struck down with pneu-
monia so much the worse for these
insolent people.
His cap. his only head covering. as
he had forgotten a bowler on board
ship, lay on a table. and he held it out
for the enemy's inspection. You say
all that is mine is yours he sneered.
This may have cost 6 or Z shillings
when it vas new Now it would fetch
2 at most. l will pay you for it. Half
a crown is the least 1 have. Pray keep
the change"
He laid a coin, his last large coin.
down on the table where the cap had
been and without another word walk
ed nonchalantly out of the room. Be-
low in the great hall through which he
& had to pass on his way out of the no.
%tel lights glared and dazzled. and the
talk and laughter Of many persons
c,o11n1ol in his q q ~ Tovn1nn1 n11chnd
on blindly, conscious of himself as the
one real entity in a crowd of will-o'-
the-wisps and wicked lure lights. His
sole concern with the people in the
hateful, glaring picture was that they
should suspect nothing Of his feelings.
He walked with his head up and some
thing that he meant for a smile on his
lips, nor was it an affectation that he
appeared to recognize no one. though
Cadwallader Hunter. who had been
waiting to see this exit, believed it to
be.
The night was warm for November
in New York. Still. there was a decided
crispness in the air which Loveland
felt as he went out.
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and half New York appeared to be
abroad. although the theaters had been
in full swing for nearly an hour. But
all the women wore cloaks and the
men overcoats. Loveland. in his din
ner jacket and wide expanse of shirt
front. his pumps and silk stockings.
his cloth travelling cap pulled over his
eyes. would have been noticeable even
if his height and good looks had not
made him Il marked figure. Ever"
body who passed stared. and more
than a few glanced back ut him. Here
and there some pretty woman laughed
at a joking comment whispered by her
escort. and when his first hot rage be-
gan to cool it was intentionally
borne in upon Loveland that he was
the observed of many observers.
Here he was, on a winters night.
a foreigner in a strange city. walking
the streets without an overcoat and
with only a coin or two in his pocket.
He remembered that in the afternoon
when dealing out visiting cards and
letters Of introduction he had slipped
his cardcase into a pocket of his over
coat. where it still remained. That
overcoat remained in one of the rooms
lately his at the hotel. What a. fool
he had been, after all. to leave it be-
hind. Meeting a policeman. he in
quired for a respectable. inexpensive
hotel in a quiet street not too far away
and did his best to look unconscious of
the big mans concentrated gaze fixed
on the large white oval Of his shirt
front.
~ 'sYez might try the New House, on
Toyty-thoyd street." was the advice
that followed upon reflection. and
Loveland vas obliged to ask three
times before he was able to translate
''Toyty-thoyd" into Thirty-third street.
Then he had to turn and retrace his
steps, for he had been wandering up
town and must have covered some dis
lance, as he guessed by the length of
time it took him to reach the Waldorf
Astoria again. AS the light caught
and photographed him in passing a
man who had been standing in front
Of the hotel under the iron canopy
with the air Of waiting for some one
started after Loveland, walking just
fast enough to keep him well in sight.
Val turned into Thirty-third street
and stopped before the New House.
which advertised itself in a blaze OF
starry electric letters. The man on
his trail smiled as he saw the tall fig
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