The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1914-05-17
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" taurant not ten miles from War
dour street, a tall, fair young
man dined at table alone He had
reached the dessert and port episode in
an excellent dinner when the diner on
the other side of the room, who had
studied the fair, young man attentively
IN the mirror behind him, rose and came
unootrusively yet almost as human
hawk who has marked down prey, to
his side -
Your pardon, monsieur" smiled he.
Inc tar young man looked up, and
saw a big gray person regarding him.
and holding in his hand a well-hnished
but unmounted photograph of, very pos
sibly, the fair young man himself. The
gray person looked from the photograph
10 this most probable original, and said
further: d..
Il cannot be mistaken l am
speaking to H. Henri Duciere, of the
Rue de Rivoli and of Amsterdam"
The fair young man nodded laconi-
cally, smiled, and motioned an invita-
ton for his questioner to be seated. The
big gray person therefore sat down on
the opposite side of the dinner table,
and laid a visiting card upon it, saying
blandly:
"You will hardly remember me per-
sonally perhaps = . = it was with your
lamented father that we did good deal
of business in 'I2 = but my name
will no doubt refresh your memory" -.
The fair young man looked at the
card and exclaimed:
"Thornl Mr.. George ThornI have
OF course a perfect recollection-
1T is interesting to find you like
this, said the big man, leaning across
with confidential laugh. 81 was in
quiring for you at your Paris place only
two days ago. They told me you were
on holiday, and would not see any one
on business till you came back. He's
travelling say they. I'll follow him
up, then says l; give me several adj
. dresses But your people wouldn't
They promised TO forward any letter,
however. couldn't quite make up my
mind about black and white, so left 1t
ing the Channel 6n little other bust
YOU | posted the letter, to the rue de
Rivoli, only an hour ago. Funny thing
that, Ell? and then l drop across you
by pure hance-luck-absolute freak.
Very funny indeed that"
The fair young man, having listened
most carefully to this, replied: What
did you want to see me about?"
The big gray person, leaning forward,
whispered: 81 can promise you a far
bigger scoop than your father made in
~"
The young man also bent forward.
We've got whole big collection"
said Mr. Thorn, "in the usual place. Alb
solutely safe. You've got to come and
see it without delay. Your lamented
father wouldn't have missed a minute
That was a big thing he did with us in
'I2. Can you come with me right now?'
an an hour or two" replied the fair
young man.
Thorn resumed: 1--WE go by rail to
Ansona, where the Carmelita will be
coaling. She will take us off early in
the morning; and a days steaming will
take US abreast of the island. By night
we are landed just as your father was
landed in IL. You know all about that"
The young man nodded. That's. all
perfectly good" said he. "You say it's
"a bigger thing than last year,"
Twice as big" replied the gray per-
son, Tightening his mouth.
Waiter" said the young man, "a
Continental Bradshaw"
what for?" asked the other, while
the waiter went to fetch If. 81 have
looked out everything"
81 am thinking of one or two business
letters" said the young man, explaining |
while he pored over the guide, Il must |
leave instructions for them to follow |
should they come. And / may have to |
wait day here and there for them. |
cannot help that" He spoke firmly.
Certainly, certainly, NJ. Duciere,"
said Mr.. Thorn. Everything must be
arranged at your convenience. Your
father was business genius"
81 am working entirely on his lines"
said the son of the genius, his face ex-
psessive of strong filial admiration.
"You could not do better, NJ. Du-
de1e," Il
"Take a glass of port with me-" said
the young man, and helped his guest,
the waiter having anticipated this con-
tingency by providing spare glass.
81 hope you can meet me at Victoria
at $50" said the gray person, while he
slipped his wine.
%At 40. certainly" The young man
looked at his watch, called for his bill,
paid it, apologized for leaving so has
tilv. and said Eau revoir" The gray
person sat there smiling jubilantly.
In the street the fair young man
leaped into a taxicab, and fed up Pic
adilly.
Calling at his Piccadilly chambers, he
summoned the maid servant who waited
on him.
Ethel" he said. will you kindly
pack nv bag with a change of linen,
unmarked linen, and put in some hand
kerchiefs initiated d. have plenty of
handkerchiefs, 1 think, initiated with
D."
eyes, Mr.. Captain" replied the young
woman, you have plenty
He ran out to his cab, and ordered it
to Emperor's Gate, where he sought a
perfectly charming lady, who combined
most entrancingly very imperial air
and carriage with a wonderful verve.
youth, and simplicity. She sat on a
big green divan in a green-hung sit
ting-room, near the fire, in white gown,
her curiously small, soft, and feminine
hands folded upon her knee, and her |
big brown eyes gazing with an enchant-
ing pensiveness into the red Goals. Ii
When Mr. Captain was shown in,
Good evening, Charles" said she, all +
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