New Ulm review., 1913-11-19

sui? I demand the American consd,.
''What has the American government
to do with itY' grutily demanded Mr..
Citizens.
"Mr.--Nlr.--t gentleman whom you
accuse is an American citzenp' she
stamDered.
"Oho! Then he is not an English
man?'
II refuse to answer your questions.
You are impertinent ] 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 yOll are.
II Mr. Medcroft Is in London this gen
tleman surely cannot be he. the real
Mr., Medcroft. We must have an ex-
planation.'
..Ill-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 juncture Mr.. Odel-Carney
appeared on the scene uninyited, but
welcome.
"Wot's all this?'' lie demanded stern
~. 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 III have the law upon
you. The Medcrofts are English citi-
zens and @.-... s#
''Oh. they are, are they?" sneered Mr..
Citizens. with sinister chuckle.
"Who the devil are you, sir:"
"1'm from Scotland Yard"
Il thought SO. You've proved it, 'pon
my soul. ! am Odell-Carney. Daresay
you've heard of me-"
81 know you by sight, sir. But
that
"Clever chap, by Jove! And there's
no but about it. Mr.-Mr.-never mind
what it is. l don't want to know your
name Mrs. Medcroft, will you permit
me to send my wife up to you? Mr..
Manager, insist that you take this
c'nfended rabble down to the office and
tell them to go to the devil! Don't do
it up here; do it down there"
After some further discussion and
protests the Scotland Yard man and his
party left the room to it's distracted
mistress 1t may be well to remark
for the sake Of local color that TOotles
was crying Justify, while Raggles bark.
ed in spite OF all that O'Brien could do
to stop him.
Odell-C Carney sent his wife to Edith.
A few minutes later, as he was making
his way to the office, be came upon
Mrs. Rodney and Katherine. hurrying.
white faced. to their rooms.
"Oh, isn't it dreadful:" walled the
former. putting her clinched hands to
her temples.
"Isn't wot dreadful?'' demanded he
brutally.
"About Edith! They're going to ar
rest her."
Motif can help It, madam. Where
10 Mr. Rodney"
HE hasn't anything to do with 1t!
We're as innocent as children unborn
It's all shocking to us. Mr.. Rodney
shouldn't be arrested. His rectitude Is
without a f1aw. For heavens sake,
don't implicate him. Hes
Madam. I'm not policeman" said
Odell Carney with scathing dignity. y
want your husband to aid me In hush-
ing this c'nfended thing
He started away as Mr.. Rodney
came pu61ng up the stairs. Odell-Car'
hey changed his mind and waited.
where's Edith?' painted Mr.. Rod
ney.
Good heavens" groaned his wife.
towering her voice because three cham.
bermaids were looking on from near
by turn. "Don't mention that crea.
ture's name Just think what she's got
US into. He isn't her husband. Alfred.
telephone for tickets on tonight's train.
Tomorrow will be too late. won't
stay here another minute. Everybody
In the hotel Is talking. Wen all be ar
rested"
But Mr.. Rodney. for once. was the
head Of the family. He faced her
sternly.
go to your rooms. both Of you
Well stay here until this thing Is end.
ed. don't give hang what she's
done. I'm not going to desert her"
"But-but he isn't her husbandy
gasped Mrs. Rodney, struck dumb by
this amazing rebellion.
But she's your cousin, isn't she,
MADAME he retorted with fierce irony
81 disown her!" walled his wife, sans
raison.
"Go to your rooms" stormed pudgy