Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1913-11-13

ton, will you be good enough to spank
Tootles if she doesn't stop that scream
ing?"
By 8 o'clock that night every one
was discussing the significant disap-
pearance of Constance Fowler and the
fraudulent husband Of Mrs. Medcroft.
Just as Mr.. Odell-Carney was prepar-
ing to %nnoun to the unfortunate
wife that the couple had eloped in the
most cowardly fashion. Miss Fowler
herself appeared on the scene. dis
heveled, mud spattered and hot. but
with a look of firm determination in
her face. She burst in upon her sister.
a very angry young person indeed.
"Are we alone?" demanded Miss
claim her joy at seeing her. ''Well.
I've arranged a way to get him out"
she went IN. her lips set.
"Out?" murmured Mrs. Medcroft.
"Of course. We can't let him stay
in there all night. Edith. How much
money have you? Hurry up please!
Don't stare!'
"In where? Who's in where?"
Hes in jail" with supreme scorr.
Haven't you heard?"
Mrs. Medcroft began to cry. mt.
Brock in Jail? Good heavens. what
shall I do? IL was depending on
him so much. He ought to be here at
this very instant. What has he been
doing?"
Edith Medcroft. stop shifting and
don't think of yourself for awhile. It
will do you a great deal Of good.
Where's your money!"
II have a little I'VE 1000 crowns"
Edith murmured helplessly.
Give it me. quick. There's no time to
waste. l have about 5000. It's all in
notes. thank heaven. It isn't quite
enough, but I'll try to make it do.
Don't stop me, Edith. I haven't time
to answer questions. He's in jail,
didn't you hear me say? And I love
him."
But the-the money. Is it to bail
him out with?"
Bail? No. my dear. it's to buy him
out with. Sh! Is there any one in
that ROOM? Well. then. I'll tell you
something" The heads Of the two sis
ters were quite close together. He's
in a cell at the-the prison hof, or
whatever you call it in German. It's
jail in English. | have arranged to
bride one of the jailers-his guard.
He will let him escape for 10000
crowns. We must do it. Edith. Then
Mr.. Brock will ride over the Bremen
pass n catch a train somewhere be-
fore his escape is discovered. I ex-
pect to meet him in Paris day after to-
morrow. Have you heard from Rox-
bury?"
Nor! walled Roxbury's wife.
Hes a brute!!" stormed Miss Fow-
Ter.
"Constance!" Jared Mrs. Medcroft.
aghast at this sign of lese majesty.
Don't tell anybody" called Con-
stance as she banged the door behind
her.
Soon after midnight a closely yelled
lady drove up to a street corner ada
cent to the city prison. a dolorous look
ing building which doomed up still and
menacing just ahead. She alighted
and, dismissing the cab. strobe off
quickly into the side street. At a dis
tant corner. in front Of a crowded eat
ing house. two spirited horses. saddled
and in charge Of a grumbling stable
boy, champed noisily at their bits. The
young woman exchanged a few rapid
sentences with the boy and then re-
turned in the direction from which she
came. A mar stepped out Of a door.
way as she neared the corner. accost,
ing her with a stealthy Difference that
proclaimed him to be anything but an
unwelcome marauder.
After eager pleading on one side ana
stolid expostulation on the other, &
small package passed from the hand
Of the young woman into the huge
paw of the man. The latter gave her
a quick, cautious salute and hurried
back toward the Jail.
The yelled young woman. very nerv-
Gus and strangely a!gitated. made her
way back to the spot where the horses
were standing. Making her way
through the cluster Of small tables
which lined the inner side Of the side
walk she found one unoccupied at the
extreme end. Il position which com
manded II view Of the street down
which she had just come.
Half past l. then . o'clock. The mer-
rymakers were thinning out; she was
quite alone ut her end of the place.
BY this time n close observer might
have noticed that she was trembling
violently: there was m air Of abject
fear and despair In her manner.
Why did he not come? What had
happened? Had the plot failed? Was
h" even now living wounded unto dasth