The Springfield herald., 1912-05-10

ruined, ana Cnat MS name WOClu Stanu
In all the clubs as that Of common
thief. Jewelhunger plainly accounted
for everything he had done; but 1t was
not to my end to console him, and I
said in a severe and sufficiently mel
ancholy voice.
Lord Harningham,- there Is only
one thing to do. and for your SAKE I
will make myself criminal particl-
pator in the conspiracy. You must go
to Folkestone with me this afternoon,
and take your check book with you"
The groan he gave at this would
have moved man of iron. l saw
tears standing in his eyes, and his
hand shook when l left him SO that
he could scarce put 1t into mine. Yet
he came to the station to meet me in
the afternoon, and by six o'clock we
were in Folkestone at shabby sec
ond-rate hotel, called 1.-THE Cock and
Lobster" inquiring for the bride and
bridegroom. Mr.. and Mrs. Watts, they
said, were out on the parade; but we
went to look for them, and surprised
them coming from the Lees, as hand
some couple as you could look upon.
She, pretty, brown-haired English
girl, her tresses tossed over her eyes
by the sharp wind that swept In from
the sea, was close under the arm of
her husband. who. at that stage, fear
ing to lose her touch, seemed engaged
In the impossible attempt to cover her
entirely with one Of his arms. And in
this pursuit privacy came to his aid.
for the breeze was fresh from the
channel at the beginning of night.
banishing all loiterers but those lott
ering in love; and the lamps flickered
and went low In the gusts as though
fearing to illuminate the roses upon
the cheeks of bride.
When Master Berthe saw us he be-
came sedate as Methodist minister.
and, commanding a solemn tone acted
the part to perfection.
"Uncle," he said, II would never
have believed 1t of you. But this is
too serious a matter to mention here;
let us go to the hotel"
We returned in silence, but directly
we were in the hall the young man
called for his bill, and speaking al
most in boisterous tone, cried
We're going to change our quarters,
uncle, and will begin by moving to the
best hotel in the place. That poor
girl is moped to death here, and now
you're going to pay for our honeymoon
cost doesn't matter, does 1t, old
man"
The old man concerned started at
this, his mouth wide open with the
surprise Of 1t.
whats that?" he muttered.
"What're you going to do?" But I
whispered to him to be silent. and in
an hour we were sitting down to a
superb dinner-which he did not touch.
by the bye-in the great saloon OF
the biggest hotel In the place. Dur
ing the meal the bride, who scarce
seemed able to do anything else than
look at her husband, made few re-
marks. but Watts and talked freely.
quite ignoring the old man; and it was
not until we were In the private room
that the negotiations began.
There is no need to describe them.
They lasted until midnight, at which
hour the nephew Of Lord Harningham
had five hundred pounds in his pock-
ct, and an allowance of five hundred
year. From the moment Of assent
ing to these conditions until we en-
tered the train next morning the old
man never opened his lips, but he
kissed the bride at the door of the
hotel, and color came again to his
cheeks at the warmth of her lips.
When at last we were alone in the
carriage he gave great sigh of relief
and said,-
Sutton, thank God that's overt"
Nearly over, my lord" replied
with emphasis.
What to you mean?" he cried. do
you think that any one will get to
hear Of It? Why. man, what have I
half-ruined myself for?"
ITO keep your nephew quiet" sug-
gested pleasantly.
"And who else knows anything
when he's settled with?" he asked
angrily.
why" said quite calmly. "you and
I, perhaps"
He looked at me as though his
glance was all-consuming and would
wither me, but met him with pla-
cid smile and continued
"It seems to me that 1 want what
Mr. Stevenson calls "a good memory
for forgetting Do you know, Lord
birmingham. that If you paid my bill
gave me, say eight thousand pounds
on account, I believe my mind would
be quite oblivious to the events of
last night"
The shot struck home-in the very
center of my target. He thought over
1t for some while, and spoke but once
between Sevenoaks and Charing Cross.
His remark was more forcible than
convincing, for he exclaimed suddenly.
and propos of nothing in particular.
Sutton, to blazes with all jewels!"
Then he subsided, and came with me
quietly to my rooms. where he wrote
check for eight thousand pounds
and signed 1t with considerable firm
ness. The ink was hardly dry. how
ever, before he dropped heavily upon
the carpet, and lay prone in fit.
The shock Of parting with 80 much
money had been too much for him. He
is now In Madeira seeking climate.
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