The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1913-04-30

But, MISS Milford began rordy.
"There isn't any good talking any
longer. II you have got any tele-
graphing to do you had better do 1t.
I won't disturb you. But don't you
give 1t to him."
Foray stared at her helplessiy.
What might have resulted it is i'm
possible to say. for there entered at
that opportune moment Mr.. Arrels-
ford himself, relieving Mr.. Foray of
the further conduct of the intricate
case. His glance took In all the &C.
cupants Of the room. 1t was to his
own messenger that he first ad-
dressed himself.
'rEddinger!"
Eyes, Mr.. Arrelsford."
Didn't you get here in timer"
Eyes, SIR"
"Then why"
IT beg your pardon" said Foray,
ARE you Mr.. Arrelsford of the secret
service department."
Eyes. Are you holding back q dis
patchr
Eyes, sir"
why didn't Eddinger bring 1t to
mer
well, you see" began Foray. hes
itating, Miss Milford"
Arrelsford instantly comprehended.
"Eddinger," he said.
Eyes. SIR"
Report back to Corporal Matson
and tell him to send a surgeon to the
prisoner who was wounded at Gen.
eral varney's house. II he isn't dead
by this time. Now let me see that
dispatch" he continued, as the or.
derby saluted and ran hapidly from
the room.
But again Miss Milford interposed.
She stepped quickly between Arrpis-
ford and Foray, both of whom fell
back from her.
II expect" she said impudently.
that you think you are going to get
my telegram and read itf''
II certainly intend to do So" was
the curt answer.
well, there's a great disappoint
ment looming up in front of you." re-
turned Caroline defiantly.
Sol" said Arrelsford. with grow
ing suspicion. you have been trying
to send out something that you don't
want US to see."
What II I have. sir?"
Gust this" said Arrelsford deter
minedly. you won't send It out and
I will see It. This 10 . case"
This IL . case where nobody il
going to read my private writing"
persisted Caroline.
The young girl confronted him with
blazing eyes and q mien like . small
fury. Arrelsford looked at heg with
ill-concealed yet somewhat vexatious
amusement.
Lieutenant Foray, you have an or.
der to give me that dispatch. Bring
1t to me at once" he said.
Although It was quite evident that
Foray greatly disliked the role he was
compelled to play. his orders were
plain, and he had no option. He
stepped slowly toward the secret serv-
Ice agent only to be confronted by
old Martha, who again interrupted.
Dat Leftenant kin stay jes whah
he is." said the old negress denantly.
A struggle with her would have
been an unseemly spectacle indeed.
thought both men.
'Is that Miss Mitford's dispatch you
have In your handf" asked Arrels-
ford.
Yes, sir"
Since you can't hand It to me,
read It"
Caroline turned to him with q gasp
OF horror. Martha gave way. and Fo-
ray stood surprised.
Read It out! Don't you hear mef''
repeated Arrelsford peremptorily.
Don't dare to do such a thing"
cried Caroline. you have no right
to read private telegram"
mo. sub! He amt got no business
to read her lettahs, none whatsom-
ebah!" urged Martha.
"Silencel" roared Arrelsford, his
patience at an end. "If either of you
interfere any further with the bust
ness of this office will have you both
put under arrest. Read that dispatch
instantly, Lieutenant Foray."
The game was up. SO far az the
women were concerned. Caroline's
head sank on Martha's shoulder and
she sobbed passionately, while Lieu
tenant Foray read the following as
tonishing and discriminating message.
"'Forgive me, Wilfred, darling,
please forgive me and 1 will help you
al coupV