The Washington times., 1912-06-19
CHAPTER Nv.
Of a "Certain Parsonage"

CHAPTER Nv.
Of a "Certain Parsonage"
II T was about In the evening when
the man managed to stir from his
i long, deep sleep.
Margaret and the dominic had
been seated, one on each side Of the
f1re, in silence. At the first sign of re-
turning consciousness on The part of
the stranger, Jamie Dalgleish, who had
been furtively. impatiently, watching
room.
Margaret obediently retired to the
kitchen. but not without curious back
ward glance at the awakening prince"
For a few minutes there was silence
in the 'stewdy." The man was wide
awake, looking up at the grizzled, hewn
face that bent over him. He expressed
no surprise; indeed, he seemed to have
a perfect understanding of mis- situation.
He had cast his mind back to the storm
and to the driving ship. the shudder
as she struck the Antlers, the break
plunge into the roaring seas. Tor the
rest-apparently he had been saved by
the watchers on that shore which he
had striven to reach. And now he was
in the cottage of one of the Scots.
"I seem to have fallen into kind
hands" said he quietly.
Deed, ave." said the dominic, his
voice q'hvertng with eagerness: And
glad am I to see you yourself again.
May ask whence We Gamer
Il was coming to Scotland from
France" said the stranger simply. THE
rest you know. I thank YOU
From France, eh?' said the dominic.
did you live a long time In France?
Were you born there? Did you-But
one question at time"
Yes, I have lived In France some
years. But l was not born there
did you--did you, by any chance
Tha aNh yUl
| and carefully against his desire to put
the question bluntly, Did you, by any
chance, ever meet a certain great per-
sonage in France-at any timer"
The, strangers brown eyes regarded
the dominic keenly. Then he looked
| slowly around the room. half rising on
his elbows. He caught sight Of his
clothes. The dominic. divining his
| thought, brought them to him. The man
at once slipped his hand into the pocket
| whence Dalgleish had extracted the
packet of papers. He flashed glance
at the dominic.
You WIN be looking for the letters"
| said Dalgleish, bringing them from the
table where he had placed them.
"Merci," said the man.
He removed the top letter and care
inie looked on uncomfortably while the
| operation was In procedure. AS the man
sank back on his pillow. Dalgleish said
abruptly:
| stroy that" said he. Il did not read 1t.
| but I saw a word or two, and a name
or two before l knew what / was look
ing at Your secret, sir: II it is & a secret:
obligation to silence"
There Is no secret-at least, nothing
| of which have reason to be ashamed"
The loyal subjects Of the English
king are not partial to friends of any
least not to friends. or adherents. Of
your sse. RssS0naSe' said th the mann anne IT think
perceive your meaning. We were speak
| ing Of different personages."
"From7from what l inadvertently
Il should judge, however. that the in
: terests Of the two personages are in
| common"
That may be-" was all the man in
the bed vouchsafed. His eyes never left
! Dalgleish's face.
| 1t was on the dominie's tongue to ask
! the man why he had come to Scotland,
but he realized that he could not thus
! presume upon a few minutes acquaint-
ance. Already he was dangerously near
the intruding line.
us James Dalgleish. I am the school
master in Inverlachie."
my name is Casimir," said the man.
Again there was silence. The two men
were regarding each oher likte a pair
! of fencers about to begin a bout. The
dominic was standing In the middle of
the room, his rugged figure silhouetted
against the, freight;
of your name. sir?" The dominie's
tone was almost pleading. and his voice
trembled ever so little.
The rest of my name?" said the man,
with smile; My full name is Charles
| Edward Casimir."
us that all?" said the dominic, with
! almost fierce earnestness.
/ tc oil
| us there not a surname which your
father dropped years ago-Pardon me
! if"
The man was sitting, upright in bed
! and his eyes had an odd CLINT.
Il have answered your question.
am not willing to be cross-examined,"
! said he sternly.
Il ask your pardon" said Dalgleish.
But you may not be aware that a GER
! tain great parsonage bore that name"
You mean"
"Hush.' said the dominic instinctively
Again the, man who called himself
what has that to do with me?" he
asked "Is there aught about me to
suggest that I am other than cast
| away?"
| The use Of the word "castaway" had
a strange effect upon Dalgleish. It was
as If the ghost of Prince Charles had
arisen-the sad, romantic phantom with
the more dolorous word on its dead
| hps-''outCast."
All at once Dalgleishs reserve gave
way, He began to talk wildly reck-
lessly.. He pleaded. He asserted. He
! presently, his eyes blazing and his face
| twitching. In his hands he carried the
| framed picture of Bonnie Prince Charlie
and, set 1t upright at the foot OF the
bed, where the stranger could see 1t.
! 4 Continuation of This Story VIII
He Found In TomorrOw's