The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1914-01-04
Signor Caruso.
The Adventures of the Laxworthy Trio
continued from Thirteenth Page.

cral moments. Then he rose slowly to
his feet.
My dear young lady he said,
nothing that you can do or leave UNI
done can alter one hairs breadth the
course vi events which are likely to
transpre. My advice to you is 10 wait"
Il feel sure you're right" she de-
clared with a little sigh Of relief. ITS
very nice of you. Mr.. LaXworthy."
They were on their way back to the
hotel. Mr.. Laxworthy consulted his
watch and frowned.
II have lost count of time to the eX-
tent Of four minutes" he said irritably.
Good afternoon. Miss Chambers"
Mr.. LaNworthy's room looked out at
The back of the hotel. He had scarcely
seated himself in his customary chair
when there was a hurried tap at the
door and Forrest Anderson entered.
He left the flower farm two minutes
ago" Mr.. Anderson announced. "lou'll
see him in a minute or two coming
tround that belt of trees
Mr.. Laxworthy nodded and adjusted
a small but powerful set of binoculars.
In a few moments the figure OF the
flower farmer appeared in the direction
ward the back OF the hotel along a
small footpath. walking hurriedly and
more than once stopping to look behind.
Suddenly when within about couple
of hundred yards of his apparent des-
menced to saunter A man was on his
way to meet him. Mr.. LaXworthy gave
vent to an exclamation Of annoyance.
Ia. fAr ls nf
any use to me-" he muttered. slip
down quickly. Forrest, and disturb
them. II they see you they will GER
tainly come nearer Ia the MOTEL rather
than further away
Mr.. LaNwurthy through his glasses
watched the meeting of the two men
At first they stood face to face. Pres.
entity they sat down on fallen log.
Then Mr.. Anderson. strolling along and
whis,llng loudly, disturbed them. The
man who had issued from the hotel rose
and greeted them respectfully. Me-
Anderson paused for moment and
the man who had issued from the hotel
stopped every now and then to admire
the view.
The flower farmer and his companion
rose and came slowly together toward
the hotel. At the edge of the kitchen
garden they paused and seated them
selves upon a bench almost Immediately
under Mr.. Laxworthys window. They
talked earnestly for time and then
parted.
Mr.. LaNworthy shut his binoculars
with a faint smile. He then had his tea
moved into Sydney's room on the other
side of the corridor. and settled down To
wait for a visitor. In less than five
minutes there was a knock at the door.
II was the head waiter himself who en-
tered. He closed the door behind him
and advanced into the room before he
spoke.
II beg your pardon, Mr.. LaXworthy,"
he said, but Jean Massen, the man who
keeps the flower farm. is here and
wishes 10 speak to YOU"
ITO me?" Mr.. LaXworthy repeated.
The head waiter, smart, well
groomed little man whom everybody
called Luigi. bowed.
Il was not sure. sir, whether you
would care to receive him." ne said con-
fidentially.
Mr.. Laxworthy laid down his maya
zine.
II have no objection to seeing the
man." he decided. "Pray bring him
here yourself"
Jean Massen. sober enough now, was
ushered in few minutes later. He
scarcely waited until the door was
closed before he commenced his story.
Monsieur" he declared, "it is not
only the thousand pounds reward, II Is
not only the money. When ! think Of
what has been done I tremble all over.
My wife too, she has implored me to tell
the truth. Monsieur. ] come to you be-
cause you understand my tongue and
because you first brought me word Of
that reward. which shows. monsieur"
he added with cunning CLEAN In his
eyes, "that you had some idea in your
head. There Is an Englishman here,
an invalid, who was with me in the field
when the stranger first came. Last
night the Englishman came to me-"
Mr.. Iaxworthy nodded slowly.
"Ah!" he remarked. II noticed that
he took walk"
"He came to me, monsieur, and he
told me that the stranger was no peas
ant. as he seemed, but man who was
his mortal enemy. He offered me so
much money that ! dare not mention
It II would take one Of my own prun-
Ing knives and stab the stranger while
he slept. Monsieur, how could I? What