The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1914-05-04

So Mendenham's message was
non-committal.
Aunt Susan was unable 80
come EPSON today. Have taken
car to Brighton and Bourne
mouth. Home Saturday. per-
haps earlier. GEORGE.
Then he dined and strolled
out, bareheaded. to find Dale. He
could trust his man absolutely.
but he had not counted on the
pride of the born mechanic.
Though the car was housed for
the night, when he entered the
garage the hood was off. and Dale
was annoying two brothers of the
craft by explaining the superior
ity OF his engine to every other
type of engine.
by CAD, Dale" cried Meden-
ham, 81 have never heard your
tongue wagging In that fashion
before.
Dale was flustered.
BEG pardon, my lord. but I
was only" he began.
The other chauffeurs suddenly
vanished. Dale thought it neces-
sary to explain.
"One of them chaps has a new
French car. my lord, and he was
blowing SO about II that | had to
taken him down a peg of two"
Medenham grew Interested.
What sort of carr"
"A So Du WALTON. my lord. II
is the first of its class In Eng
land, and | rather thing his guy
nor is running 1t on show"
Indeed. Who is he?"
"A count Somebody-or-other,
my lord"
Not Count Edouard Marig-
n.y." said Medenham.
That's him, my lord"
Dash II all, there you go. In
future, Dale, while this trip lasts,
you must forget my title"
:, Medenham lit a new cigarette
and strolled out of the yard.
1t was a perfect June evening.
He found himself comparing the
sky's southeasterly tint with the
azure depts of Cynthia's Van
renens eyes, but he shook off
that fantasy quickly, crossed the
roadway and promenade, and,
,propping himself against the rail
ings. turned a resolute back on
romance.
II am behaving like blith-
ering idiot" he told himself. "I'll
wire Simmonds in the morning to
hurry up"
A man descended the steps OF
the hotel and walked straight
across Kings Road. In the half
light Medenham at once discerned
the features of Count Marigny.
Another man, short, rotund, very
erect of figure. came from the in
terror of a shelter" that stood
a little to the right of Meden-
hams position on the rails.
Hello, Marignny," said the
rotund one jauntily. "My mother
sent note to say that the fair
Cynthia has retired to her room
to write letters. have been
waiting ten minutes
Jimmy Devar!" Medenham
breathed, and his amazement lost
him Marigny's muttered answer.
But he heard Devar's confident
outburst as the two walked off
together in the direction of the
West Pier.
you are growing nervous, my
dear Edouard. And why? The
affair arranges itself admirably.
l shall always turn up at the right
moment. This is the luck of a
lifetime :"
Medenham's first impulse was
to follow and listen. But he
swept the notion aside.
mo, dash 1t all, I'm not pri-
vate detective" he muttered
angrily. "Why should / inter-
fere? have a good mind to
hand the car over to Dale in the
morning and return to town by
the first train"
III he really meant what ne
said he ought to have gone back
to his hotel, and sought his bed
room with an easy conscience.
Instead he faced the sea again,
and lighted another cigarette.
blessed IL / can tell why l
should worry" he communed.
Never saw the girl before to-
day What was it that
rotter said?-'The affair ar
ranges itself admirably And he
would be always on hand What
is arranging itself? And
why should Jimmy Devar turn up
at the right moment? | sup
pose the answer to the first is