Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1913-04-04


and attempting to sol sallie saw
the stranger make a - b for his hat
and start for the door, 'only to find
| 1t suddenly shut and locked in his
face. Mr. Chamberlain, moreover. was
on the inside, facing the foreigner
IF you will step through the house
and go out the other way" Mr.. Cham
berlain remarked coolly, 1T will oblige
me. My horse is loose in the yard.
and I'm afraid you'll scare him off.
| He's shy with strangers"
The two men measured gls.nces.
Il thought you travelled afoot when
pursuing your real estate business"
| sneered the stranger.
Il do, when it suits my purposes"
replied Chamberlain.
What game are you up to, anyway,
in this disgusting country" inquired
the other.
Kidding 1t of rascals. This way,
please" and Chamberlain pointed be-
| fore him toward the door leading in
| to the hall. AS the stranger turned.
| his glance fell on Sallie, still carving
her veal loaf idiot" he said dis
| gustedly
We'll, I haven't been caught yet,
anyhow" said Sallie grimly
Chamberlain's voice interrupted her.
This way, and then the first door on
the right. Make haste, if you please,
Monsieur Chatelard."
At the name, the stranger turned,
standing at bay, but Chamberlain was
at his heels. You see, know your
name. 1t was supplied me at the
quickly!"
The hall was dim, almost dark, the
only light coming from the open door
way on the right. Whether he wished
| or no, Monsieur Chatelard was forced
| to advance into the range of the door
| way; and once there, he found him
self pushed unceremoniously into the
| room.
1t was large, cool room, lined with
| bookcases. Near the middle stood an
oblong table covered with green felt
and supporting an old brass lamp.
| Four people were In the room, besides
) the two newcomers. Aleck Van Camp
| was on low step-ladder, just in the
act of handing down book from the
| top shelf. Near the step-ladder two
women were standing, with their
backs toward the door. Both were in
white, both were tall, and both had
| abundant dark hair. One Of the
French windows leading out on to the
porch was open, and just within the
sill stood the man from Charlesport.
Here's a wonderful book-a rare
one-the record Of that famous Latin
controversy" Aleck was saying, when
| he became conscious of the entrance
| Of Chamberlain and a stranger.
"Ah, hello, Chamberlain, that your"
he cried. Agatha and Melanie, turn
ing suddenly to greet Chamberlain,
| simultaneously encountered the GIN
| let gaze of Chatelard. 1t was fixed
| first on Melanie, then on Agatha, then
returned to Melanie with an added
| increment of rage and baflement
sol" he sneered. Il find you after
all. Princess Auguste Stephanie of
Krolvetz! Consorting with these
these swine!"
Melanie looked at him keenly, with
hesitating suspicious. "Ah! Duke
| Stephens cats paw! remember
you-well," But before the words
were fairly out of her mouth, Agatha's
| voice had cut in: "Mr. Van Camp,
that is he. That is he! The man on
| the Jeanne DArcf"
I'VE thought as much" answered
| Chamberlain. That's why he Is
| here"
I'VE only wanted your confirmation
of his identity" said the man who had
been standing by the window, as he
came forward. Monsieur Chatelard.
YOU are to come with me. am the