The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1912-09-01

afraid I've little of your blood in me
after all Life seems more stirring wher
Bernadine IS on the scene"
The shooting party broke up two day:
later and Peter and his wife returned
at once to town. The former found the
reports which were awaiting his arrival
disappointing Bernadine and his guess
were not in London, or if they were
they had carefully avoided all the usual
haunts Peter read his reports over
again. smoked a very long cigar alone
in his study, and finally drove down to
the city and called upon his stock
broker, who was also personal
friend
Il have come to you. Edwsrdes
more for information than anything.
Peter declared, although it may mean
that | shall need to sell lot of stock
Can you tell me of any private fnsncier
who could raise a loan of a million
pounds in cash within the course OF
a week."
The stockbroker looked dubious.
In cash." he repeated. Money isn't
raised that way, you know. l doubt
whether there are many men in the
whole city of London who could put
up such an amount with only weeks
notice"
But there must be some one" Peter
persisted. Think! 1t would probably
be a firm or a man not obtrusively
English. | don't think the Jews would
touch it, and a German citizen would
be impossible"
"Semi-political, eh?"
Peter nodded.
1T is rather that way" he admitted.
Would your friend the Count Won
Hern be likely to be concerned in it,"
Why" Peter asked, with immova-
BILE face.
Nothing. only l saw him coming out
of Heseltine-Wrigge's Office the other
day." the stockbroker remarked, care
lessly.
And who is Mr.. Heseltine- Wrigge ?"
"A very wealthy American fnancier,"
the stockbroker replied, mot at all an
unlikely person for loan of the sort
YOU mention"
American citizen" Peter inquired.
Without a doubt OF German de-
scent. / should say, but nothing much
left of it in his appearance. He settled
over here in a huff because New York
society wouldn't receive his wife"
Il remember all about it." Peter de-
clared. "She was chorus girl, wasn't
she? Nothing particular against her,
but the fellow had no tact. Do you
known him, Edwardes?'
Slightly" the stockbroker answered
Give me letter to him." Peter said
Give my credit as good a leg as
you can. l shall probably go as a Dor
rover"
Mr. Edwardes wrote few lines and
handed them to his client.
Office is nearly opposite" he re-
marked, Wish you luck, whatever
your scheme is"
ePter crossed the street and entered
the building which his friend had point
ed out. He assembled in the lift to the
third floor. knocked at the door which
bore Mr.. observation-disclosures name. and
almost ran into the arms OF charm
ingly dressed little lady, who was being
shown out by broad-shouldered, typi-
cal American. Peter fastened to apollo
gize.
q beg your pardon" he said, raising
his hat Il was rather in a hurry and
] quite thought l heard some one say
Come in"
The lady replied pleasantly. Her
companion, who was carrying his hat in
his hands, paused reluctantly.
did you want to see me?" he asked.
IF you are Mr.. Heseltine- Wrigge, /
did," Peter admitted my name IS the
Baron de Grost, and | have a letter of
to YOU from Mr.. Ed
wardes."
Mr. Heseltine- Wrigge tore open the
envelope and glanced through the cen.
tents of the note. Peter, meanwhile
looked at his wife with genuine but