Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1913-01-22
CHAPTER 10.
An Anable Rouue.

man with the reversible cuffs drew up
at the side entrance. Instantly the
Arab guides surged and eddied round
him; but their clamor broke against a
composure as effective as granite. The
roar was almost directly succeeded by
q low gurgle. as Of little waves reced-
ing. The proposed victim had not
spoken word; to tho Arabs Il was
not necessary; in some manner, subtle
and indescribable, they recognized a
brother. He carried a long. cylindr,-
cal bundle wrapped in heavy paper
variously secured by windings OF thick
tWlne. His regard for this bundle was
one OF tender solicitude, for he tucked
lt under his arm, cumbersome though
IL was, and waved aside the carriage
porter, who was. however, permitted
TO carry in the kit-bag.
The manager Appeared. When comes
NO not upon the scene? His quick.
circulating eye was not wholly as
sured. The strangers homespun was
S2Yel-worn and time-worn. and OF n
cut popular TO the season gone the
year before. No fat letter OF credit
here. was the not unreasonable conclu-
sion reached by the manager. Still,
with that caution acquired by years
OF experience, which had eliminated
In what Is known as Swiss diplomacy.
ne brought into being the accustomed
salutatory smile and inquired II the
gentleman had written ahead for res
ervauon. otherwise It would not be
possible to accommodate him.
Il telegraphed," crisply.
The name, II you please?"
Ryanne; spelled R-y-a double-n q.
Have you ever been in County Clare7"
No, sir" The manager added
question with the uplift OF his eye
hrows
Well" was the enlightening an
swer. you pronounce it as they do
there"
The manager scanned the little slip
or paper In his hand. "Ah, yes; we
nave reserved a room for you, sir.
The French style rather confused me-"
This was not offered in irony, or sar-
casm, or satire; mining In a Swiss
Drain for the saving grace OF humor
Is about as remunerative as the ex-
traction of gold from sea-water. New
ertheless, the Swiss has the talent of
swiftly subtracting from a confusion
of ideas one point Of illumination.
there was a quality to the strangers
tone that decided him favorably. It
was the voice OF man in the habit
or being obeyed; and in these DAYS Il
was the power OF money alone that
obtained obedience to any man. Be-
yond this. the same nebulous corita-
ton that had subdued the Arabs ont
side acted likewise upon him Here
was a brother.
"Mail?"
L will see, sir" The manager sum-
moned porter. Room 20S."
The porter caught up the somewhat
collapsed ht-bag, which had in all evil
dence received some rough usage in
its time. and reached toward the roll
Mr. Ryanne interposed.
Il will see to that, my man." terse-
IT,
Yes, sir"
Where is your guest-lIst?" de-
nanded Mr.. Ryanne OF the manager.
The head-porters bureau, sir. I
VIII see II you have any mail" The
manager passed into his own bureau
II was rather difficult TO tell whether
tn1s man was an American or an Eng
hshman. His accent was western. but
IDS manner was decidedly British. At
any rate. that tone and carriage must
be Fashioned by good English sover.
e'gns' or for once his judgment was
~ fault.
The porter dashed upstairs. Mr.
Ryanne. his bundle still snug under
his arm, sauntened over to the bead.
porter's bureau and ran his glance I'D
and down the columns OF visiting.
cards. Once he nodded with approval
and again he smiled, having discov-
cred that which sent ripple across
mis- sleeping sense Of amusement Ma
Tor Callahan, room 20G; Fortuna Cbed.
soye, 2O5; George p. A. Jones. 210.
HIM! the Major smells OF County
Antrim and the finest whisky in all
the isle. Fortune Cbedsoye: that r. a
pleasing name; tinkllng brooks. tho
waving green grasses in the mead.
oWs, the kline IN the water. the feet.
ing shadows under the oaks. ms.
toral. bucoifc name. To claim FOR.
tune Tor mine own; q happy thought"
As ne uttered these poesy expres-
sions aloud, ia voice low and not nm.
pleasing, for all that II wss banter.
ing. the head-porter stared at him With
ningling doubt and alarm; and as ~
70 pronounce these emotions mutely
Tor the benefit Of the other, he per
Ditted his eyes to open their wildcat
Tut. tut; that's all right. porter. /
am cursed with the habit of speaking
my Utmost thoughts. Some persons
are afflicted with insomnia; some fan
Hleep IN church; think orally. Beast
y habit, chr