The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1913-10-30
Copyright BY Dodd. Mead { Go.

in her room and was In Mysteries when
| left the hotel. She will be carefully
guarded, however. She cannot escape
As for you. madam. there Is al yet no
complaint against you. but | wish to
notify you that you may consider your
self under surveillance until after your
friends have had a hearing before the
magistrate tomorrow. AS soon as II
has ceased raining we will ask you to
ride with us to the city. AS for Mr.. b..
he is in charge of these officers"
At 8 O'Clock that evening a solemn
cavalcade rode into Innsbruck. There
were tears Of expostulation in the eyes
of the lone young woman. flashes Of
Indignation in those Of the tall young
man who rode beside her.
The tall young man was going to jail!
CHAPTER XIII.
The City Prison.
anticlimax had struck the
Hotel Tirol some hours be-
fore 1t came upon Brock and
Miss Fowler. Mr.. Citizens de-
handed the person Of the man calling
himself Roxbury Medcroft. The prin-
cipal bank in the city was also repre-
scented in the company Of investigate tors.
Likewise there was a laconic gentle
man from the British Office.
Mr.. Medcroft was out. Then. they
agreed. 1t was necessary to see Mrs.
Medcroft. or the lady representing her.
self to be such. Mr.. Citizens was per-
mitted to 60 to her rooms In company
with the manager Of the hotel. What
transpired in those rooms during the
next fifteen minutes would be quite
impossible to narrate short Of an en-
tire volume. Edith promptly collapsed.
Subsequently she became hysterical.
She begged for time. and. getting 1t.
proceeded to threaten every one with
prosecution.
81 am Mrs. Medcroft" she declared
piteously. "Where is the American con-
sul2 l demand the American consult"
what has the American government
to do with iii" gruf1y demanded Mr..
Citizens.
"Mr.-Mr.-the gentleman whom you
accuse is an American ~citizenv" she
stammered.
"Oho! Then he is not an English.
mani"
II refuse to answer your questions.
You are impertinent. l ask you. sir,
as the manager of this hotel. to eject
this man from my rooms" The man.
aged smiled blandly and did not eject
the man.
But, madam" he said, I'VE have a
right to know who and what you are.
II Mr. Medcroft is in London this gen
tleman surely cannot be he. the real
Mr.. Medcroft. We must have an ex.
PLANTATION"
"I1l-I will explain everything to-
morrow. Oh. by the way. is there a
telegram for me in the office? There
must be. I've been expecting 1t all
day. | telegraphed to London for It,"
There Is no telegram down there,
madam"
At this j~uncture Mr.. Odell-Carney
appeared on the scene unlimited, but
welcome.
"Wot's all thisT he demanded stern
ly. Everybody proceeded at once to
tell him. Somehow he got the drift Of
the story. Get out. all of you" he
said. II stand sponsor for Mrs. Med
croft. She is Mrs. Medcroft. hang you.
sir. If you come around here bother
Ing her again I'll have the law upon
you. The Medcrofts IRE English Cit
xens and
"Oh. they are. are they p sneered Mr.
Citizens. with a sinister chuckle.
who the devil are you, STRIP
I'm from Scotland Yard"
Il thought 50. You've proved 1t. pom
my SOU. am Odell-C Carney. Daresay
you've heard Of me-"
II know you by sight, sir. But
that
Clever chap. by Jovel And there's
no but about 1t. Mr.-Mr.-never mind
what 1t is. don't want to know your
name. Mrs. Medcroft, will you permit
me to send my wife up to you? Mr..
Manager. l insist that you take this
rabble down to the Office and
them to go to the devill Don't do
1t up here: do II down there"
After some further discussion and
protests the Scotland Yard nan and his
party left the room to its distracted
mistress. 1t may be well to remark
the sake Of local color that Tootles
was crying Justify, while Raggies bark.
ed In spite Of all that O'Brien could do
stop him.
Odell-Carney sent his wife to Edith.
. few minutes later. an he was making
bis way to the ONCE. he came upon
Mrs. Rodney and Katherine. hurrying.
white faced. to their rooms.
"Oh. isn't II dreadfulr' walled the
putting her clinched hands to
her tomOloa