The Wagner post. (Wagner, Charles Mix County, S.D.) 1912-current, 1912-06-14

all the way along as for as the gatcs.
Two pictures, vivid and distinct: thai
evening in Brussels. and the morning
IN Battersea Park. her first meeting
With Luke after his letter TO her--the
letter which had como to her IN the
Pai7ct Hofel and which had made her
the happiest woman in all the world.
Observation-Disclosures at last enlptled
the ~storehouse of that n cell and left
Louisn Harris standing here. staring at
her father, her ears buzZing with the
Idle and irresponsible chatter or society
jackdaws. her mind seeing all that hau
happened outside 1 Cromwall Road: the
cab stopping, the chauffeur Jerfliieu,
the crowd collecting, the police taxing
notes. Her mind saw 1t as if her bodily
eyes had been there. and all that her
father old her seemed but the recfpit-
nlation OF what h knew already"
Where she said after awhile. is
the dead man
4 don't know he replied. Il should
imagine they would keep the body at
the police station until the morning. l
don't suppos they'd he c mugs as
10 disturb Lord Radcliffe at this time
of night; the shock might kill the Old
man"
Il y they are quite sure that ii
is Philip lie Mountford who was
killed
w tNt NtFs Nv Ado iAF
his cards. his letters on him and money
too-robbery VAS not the object of the
crime
TT was Philip de Mountford them"
Good God, yes. OF whom were you
thinking"
~ was thinking of Luke she replied.
simply.
The old man said nothing more Had
he spoken at all then it would have
been to tell her that he, 90, Mas think
ing OF Luke and that there was per-
hap s not a single person In the mag
nificent house at that moment who was
Dot-in some way or another-thinking
of luke.
The hostess came in. elegant and
| worldly. with hanai words ia request
| the pleasure of hearing Miss Harris
sing.
at is SO kind of you she said, ito
offer. I have never heard YOU. You
know. aud people say YOU have such q
splenGid voice. But perhaps you would
rather rot sing tonight"
She poke English perfect. but with
a slight Scandinavian intonation. which
seemed To soften the banality of her
| works. Being foreign. she thought less
of concealing her sympathy and was
much less fearful of venturing on deli
| cate ground.
Size held ont q small, exquisitely
4 tfoNN+h sAs' s-tie s"fN ~ NV NaAN~
tionatcly on the younger woman's arm.
Il am sure you would rather not sing
tonight" she said kindly.
Indeed. countess. why houid you
think -that?" fetorted Louisa lightly.
Il shall be delighted to sing. l wonder
which Of these new songs you wouid
like best. There is an exquisite one by
Guy d'Hordelot. Shall | sing that
And her excellency. who SO charm
ingly represented Denmark in English
society. followed her guest into the re-
ception ROOM; she admired the ele-
giant carriage OF the English girl, tbs
slender figure, the soft abundant hair
And her exeellency sighed and muir
INJURED to herself:
They are stiff. these English, ane
oh. they a nc feeling. no senti'
ment."
And a few moments later whcr
Louisa Harris's really firm voice. firm
and clear, echoed in the wide recep
tion room. her excellency reiterated he
impressions:
These English have no heart, Sh'
| sings and her lover is suspected o
murder, BAIL! they have no heart"