The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1911-01-29

his patient, and then Sir John tabled his
first card in the game. He showed the
millionaire the account in the Mail OF
the DISAPPEARANCE OF Mr.. Henry Meadows
and eagerly waited for the result
An amused smile passed over the
Americans face.
client of mine We do nearly all his
business" And then he burst out laugh
Ing. Wont the old man make young
Paul sit up when he comes back2 He's
or. This is all cabled over, you bet; and
Mrs. Meadows will he across in the next
boat. wouldn't like to be in young
Paufs shoes when the old man walks
bring him back in a hurry
Sir John looked the American well over.
He was much about the same height:
but was bald, wore pince- -nez. was dark,
clean shaven. and was distinctly stouter.
Sir John was of slighter build. and fair.
But. having made his decision, Sir John
lost not q moment In carrying 1t out, Co
ing into a ready-made tailor's, Sir John
purchased clothes approximating 70 those
the American had worn when he found
him in Pccadilly. He purchased a belt,
Ike the mlllionaire's, and pair of pince-
nez. Packing these Into his suit case.
he caught the first train TO Brighton,
and Immediately on his arrival sent off
telegram from that place.
paul
Hotel Cecil
London
What in the name of Tophet have
Why couldn't you keep your mouth shut?
What are you paid for See. Daily Mail
people at once and stop all this rubbish,
@ Contradict 1t in evening papers; II wife
London on business suddenly, Mead
ows.'
Before leaving London. Mr.. Solomon"
sent wire TO 'Mr- Russell, regrettlng
hat ~ ~ ,lec fNy1 SI
tating his absence for some days. but
begging MT Russell in the meantime
TO make himself at home and consider
the flat as his own, and promising TO re-
turn shortly.
Immediately after having sent the tell
gram to Cecil, Sir John, visited hair,
a darker color. He then returned TO
London, securing a flrst-class carriage
for himself for the journey, He entered
train was fairly started. ne deliberately
shaved the top OF his head. Then slight
iy initiating the football bladdcrs. he en-
himself until he had prodlced, the neces-
sary appearance OF embonpolnt. When
he had finished. he was really surprised
that ne had only TO bluff one person
the private secretary. Paul-and that no
one else would dream OF questioning. his
identity. after his telegram. He arrived
in London at 6.b5. Purchasing various
evening papers. he satisfied himself as
he drove 10 the Cecil that the secretary
had carried out his instructions. and that
the mystery OF the disappearance OF Mr..
Meadows. the American millionaire. was
ut end.
Being expected. Mr.. Meadows" was
at once recognized by the ohsequious
porter. and Sir John saw. from the awe
with which he was greeted. that his tele
gram had had a wide effect. Assuming
flaming temper. he pitched his suit
case TO the porter
Pay the man and take that bag up to
my room ut once.
/, The trembling porter shouldered the
bag, and preceded Sir John TO O suite
of rooms on the first floor.
was awaiting his employer on the thrcsh-
hold. Sir John burst out.
WHAT do you mean by all this tom
i9oL, f9olery ,a OF yours making me laughing
the other. Call yourself n private sccre-
taryIabie f.ly,. to- deal with emergencies?
dom! To. think | can't go down TO
Brighton for q night off without your
telling the world I'm missing, | never
want 10 see your face again, 1 give you
an hour 10 clear out OF the hotel" and
Sir John staked through into the bed
room, In a few minutes he heard the
manager here" he said to the waiter.
Sec here. he said to the latter bow
see none OF these newspaper men I've
| fired my secretary. Send me UP the best
stenographer you've got in the place
| Tell her I'll pay her double what she's
getting now, II she's quick enough to do
my work"
| The manager bowed md retired, and
Sir John felt nc had scored all along the
| line.
Sir John sat down in an easy chair to
| think; for he had not as yet the faintest
| idea how he intended to profit by his i'm
pcrsonation OF the millionaire He saw
plainly that all he had got was the pres