Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-02-22

interferes with my marriage to Miss Mey-
| rick | trust YOU are determined to do your
duty to your employers
absolutely. That is why"
Then, replied Harrowby quickly, II am
going to ask you to take charge of this for
me-
Suddenly Minot felt something cold and
CLASSY in his hand Startled, he looked down.
Even in the dark, Chain Lightning's collar
"Your Lordship!"
Il cannot explain now. I can only tell
you it is quite necessary that you help me
at this time-if you wish to do your full
duty by Mr.. Jephson.'
who took this necklace from Miss Mey-
rick's hair?" asked Ninot holly.
a did. l assure you it was the only way
to prevent our plans from going awry.
Please keep it until l ask you for it. And
turning, Lord Harrowby walked rapidly
toward the house.
AThe brute!" Angrily NIinot stood turn
ing the necklace over in his hand. $50 he
frightened the girl he is to marry-the girl
he is supposed to love-
What should he do? Go to her, and tell
her of Harrowby's amiable eccentricities9
He could hardly do that, -Harrowby had
taken him into his confidence, and besides
there was Jephson of the great bald head,
the Peter Pan eyes. Nothing to do but wait.
Returning to the hotel from Mrs. Bruces
villa, he found awaiting him cable from
Jephson. The cable assured him that be-
yond any question the man in San Marco
was Allan Harrowby and, like Caesars wife,
above suspicion.
Yet even as he read Lord Harrowby
walked through the lobby, and at his side
was James O'Malley, house detective of the
Hotel de la Pax. They came from the man.
ayers office, where they had evidently been
closeted.
With the cablegram in his hand, Minot
entered the elevator and assembled to his
room. The other hand was in the pocket of
his top coat, closed tightly upon Chain
Lightnings collar-the bauble that the Earl
of Raybrook had once wagered against
kiss.
CHAPTER VIII.
What Followed the Trained Seals
IMINOT opened his eyes on Thursday
A'A morning with the uncomfortable feel
ing that he was far from his beloved New
York. For a moment he lay dazed, wander
ing in that dim borderland between sleep and
waking. Then suddenly he remembered.
ooh, yes, by Jove!" he muttered. "I've
been knighted. Groom of the Back Stairs
Scandals and Keeper of the Royal Jewels
that's mel"
He lifted his pillow. There on the white
sheet sparkled the necklace of which the
whole British nobility was proud, Chain
Lightning's collar. Some seventy-6ve blue
white diamonds, pear-shaped, perfectly
graduated for the moment!
whats Harrowby up to, l wonder?" he
reflected. @The dear old top! Nice, pleas
ant little party if a policeman should find
this in my pocket
Another perfect day shone in that narrow
Spanish street. Up in Manhattan theatrical
press agents were browning huge piles of
snow with posters announcing their attrac-
lions. Ferries were held up by ice in the
river. A breeze from the Arctic swept round
the Flatiron Building. Here lazy summer
lolled on the bosom of the town.
IN the hotel dining room Minot encoun-
tered Jack Paddock, superb in white fan
nels above his grapefruit. He accepted Pad
docks invitation to join him.
3By the way" said Mrs. Bruce's jester,
holding up badly printed newspaper, "have
you made the acquaintance of The San
Marco Mail YETI"
| "No-what's that?"
"a morning newspaper-by courtesy.
Started here few weeks back by noiseless
little Spaniard from Havana named Manuel
Gonzale. Slipped in here on his rubber