Fulton County tribune. (Wauseon, Ohio) 1883-1925, 1914-11-13

0 U NTY TRIBUN
Vroon last night. He does everything
just as you tell him. When they re-
ported that Hargreave had visited
Ort's hangar you ought to have pre-
pared against such a coup as fight
through the air"
Il admit it. But a daughter! Vel.
] can bring him back" with a sinister
laugh. by the Lord Harry, / have
him in my hands this time, that is, If
this girl turns out to be his daughter.
A million? Two, three, all he has in
the world. l want you to pay a visit
right away. Watch the butler, Jones.
He'll lie, of course: but note how he
treats the girl; and If you get the
chance look around the walls for a
secret panel. He might not have car
ried away the cash at all, only enough
for his Immediate needs, which would
account for that five thousand on the
man picked up at sea. If could only
get inside that house for an hour"
81 believe I'll call at once. Leo.
was Hargreave the mans real name?"
Braine laughed. "That is of no vital
consequence. He will be Hargreave
till the end of the chapter, dead or
alive. You can tell me the news at
/ dinner tonight"
So. later, when the butler accepted
her card at the door, loath as he
might be, there was nothing for him
to do but admit her.
Whom do you wish to see.
madam stepping back mi the shad-
ow.
Miss Hargreave. I'm an old friend
of her mothers" aoy
There is no such person here"
ITO whom, then, does this hat be-
long?" she asked quietly. She waved
her hand indolently toward the hall
rack.
Jones lips frightened. THAT belongs
to Miss Gray, a kind of protege of Mr..
! H~argreave's."
Indeed! You have no objections
to my seeing her? My maiden name
was Olga Pushkin, cousin to Katrina,
wife of Stanley Hargreaye. / am, if
you will weigh the matter carefully,
d kind>of aunt
To Jones it was as if ice had sud
denly come into contact with his
hearts blood. But as he still stood
in the shadow, she did not observe
the pallor of his face.
IF you will state exactly why you
wish to see her, madam"
@You seem to possess authority"
Yes, madam, absolute authority
Jones produced his document and
presented it to her.
There is no flaw in that she
agreed readily. 4 wish to see the
child. ] have told you why"
@very well, madam Why had
they not telegraphed the child, ever
on the train, to return to Farlow's. He
knew nothing of this woman whether
she was an enemy or a friend. He
conducted his unwelcome guest into
the library.
How did you know that she was
here?" suddenly.
But she was ready. 81 did not. Blu
the death of Mr.. Hargreave brought
me. And that youthful hat in the hal
was a story all its own. Later | shall
show you some papers of my own
You will have no cause to doubt them
They have not the legal power O
yours, but they would find standing il
any court"
Jones turned and went in search o
Florence.
The princess lost no time in begin
ming her Investigations, but she vast
ed her time. There was nc secre
panel in evidence.
who is she?n asked Florence a
she looked al the card. did my ia
Their know p%rincesses?"
"Yes," said Jones briefly. BE yer.
careful what you say to her. Admi
nothing. She claims to be a cousin 0
your mother. Perhaps
my mother??s Without waiting TO
any further advice from Jones, whom
FLORENCE in her young years though
presuming upon his authority, she RAJ
downstairs to the library Her mother
to learn some. fact about the, mothe
of whom she knew nothing!
@You knew my mother she cries
without ceremony.
He heard the princess say: Il did
my child; and heaven is witness tina
your age. And knew our father"
Jones Strengthened, his hands shu
tightly.
Tell me about my fathert"
The princess smiled. 1t was Katrir.
Pushkin come to life, the same impul
~siveness. Il knew him but slightly.
was a mere child myself when he use
to pinch my cheeks. | met him agaii
the other night, but he did not recog
nize me; and l could not find it in m,
heart to awaken his memory in a pull
lie restaurant"
Presently Jones came in to ar
nounce that two detectives requisite
| to see Florence. The two men Ell
tered, informing her that they ha
been instructed to investigate the dis
f appearance of Stanley Hargreave.
Who are you, miss?"
81 am his daughter"
; "Ahi'
One of the detectives questione
Florence infinitely while the othe
wandered about the rooms, feeling tn
walls, using the magnifying glas:
turning back the rugs. Even tn
girls pretty room did not escape hi
scrutiny. By and by he returned
: the library and beckoned to his con
panion. The two conferred for a ms
? ment. One CHANGED to look into th
mirror. He saw the bright eyes {
the princess gazing intelligently int
9 his.
I'm. afraid wen have to ask you t
r accompany US to the station, miss"
n "Why?"
r Some technicalities. We must haV