White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1914-08-23

tney reported that ddfBfedfe ndu
visited Ort's hangar you ought to
have prepared against such a coup
as flight through the air."
Il admit it. But a daughter.
We'll, l can bring him back" with
a sinister laugh. by the Lord Har-
ry. l have him in my hands this
time, that Is, II 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 carried
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!"
II believe I'll call at once. Leo.
was Hargreaye the mans real
name?"
Braine laughed. THAT is of no
vital consequence. He will be- Har
greaye till the end of the chapter.
cead or alive. You can tell me the
news at dinner tonight"
So, later. when the butler ac-
cepted her card at the door, loatn
as he might be, there was nothing
for him to do but admit her.
Whom do you wish to see mad
sm?" stepping back into the shad-
ow.
Miss H~argreaye. I'm an old
friend of her mothers"
There is no such person here
ITO whom, then. does this hat
belong?" she asked quietly. She
waved her hand indolently toward
the hall rack.
Jones lips frightened. THAT be
longs to Miss Gray. a kind of protege
of Mr.. Hargreave's."
Indeed, You have no objection
to my seeing herr" Ny maiden
name was Olga Pushkin, a cousin to
Katrina, wife of Stanley Hargreave.
am. if you will weight the matter
carefully, a kind of aunt"
To Jones 1t was as II 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" eHs
~ GU 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. Il wish to see the
child. have told you why"
Very we'll, madam" Why had
they 0 telegraphed the child, ever
on the train, to return to Farlow's
He knew nothing of this woman
whether she was an enemy or &
friend. He conducted his unwel.
come guest into the library.
How did you know hat she4was
here?" suddenly,
=. But she was ready. II did not
But the death of Mr.. Hargreay,
brought me. And that youthful ha
IN the hall was a story all its own
Later | shall show you some paper
of my own You will lave no caus'
10 doubt them. They have not tn,
legal power of yours, but they woui,
) find standing in any court
Jones turned and went in searcl
[ of Florence.
The princess lost no time In be
ginning her Investigations. but sh'
wasted her time. There was no Sc
loret panel in evidence.
WHO is she?" asked Florence al
: she looked at the card. Did m,
father know princesses?"
Yes said Jones briefly. "B.
very careful what you say to her
Admit nothing. She claims to be
cousin of your mother. Perhaps"
MY mother?" Without waitins
| for any further advice from Jones
whom Florence In her young year,
thought presuming upon his author
ity, she ran downstairs to the Ii
; brary. Her mother, to learn sons
[ fact about the mother of whom sh,
knew nothing,
You knew my mother?' she CRIED
without ceremony.
| He heard the princess say: 81
did, my child; and heaven is witness
that you are the exact picture of hel
at your age. And ! knew you
father"
Jones Strengthened. his hands shul
| tightly.
Tell me about my father,'
The princess smiled. 1t was Kat
! rine Pushkin come to life, the same
impulsiyeness. Il knew him but
: slightly. l was a mere child myself
| when he used 10 pinch my cheeks.
met him again the other night, but
he did not recognize me; and | could
) not find ii in my heart to awaken his
r memory in a public restaurant"
Presently Jones came in to an.
nounce that two detectives request
| ed to see Florence. The two men en-
tered. informing her that they had
: been instructed to investigate the
disappearance of Stanley H%argreave
> Who are you, Mss"
r Il am his daughter.
All"
One of the detectives questioned
: Florence infinitely while the othel
I wandered about the rooms turning
, back the rugs. Even the girls
pretty room did not escape his
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