Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1915-07-29

Then this is not in the distrirs "
Abo?"
NO. But what difference does It
make? Who are your"
Gordon Gregg, British subject" !
replied.
"And you are the drosky driver
from Abo." remarked the fellow. turn
ing to Felix. Exactly as l thought
You are the pair who bribed the nun
at Kajana, and succeeded in releasing
the Englishwoman. In the name Of
the car, l arrest you'll"
The old wood cutter turned pale
as death. We certainly were in grave
peril, for l foresaw the danger of fall
ing into the hands of Baron Oberg, the
Stranger of Finland. Yet we had a
satisfaction in knowing that, be the
mystery what it might. Elma had
escaped.
"And on what charge, pray, do you
presume to arrest me?" | inquired as
coolly as / could.
For aiding a prisoner to escape"
Then l wish to say, first, that you
have no power to arrest me; and, sec
ondly, that If you wish me to give
you satisfaction, l am perfectly will
ling to do SO. providing you first &C
company me down to Abo."
ut is outside my district" growled
the fellow, but l saw that his hesitancy
was due to his uncertainty as to who
l really might be.
81 desire you to take me to the
Chief of Police Boranski, who will
make all the explanation necessary.
Until we have an interview with him,
l refuse to give any information con-
corning myself" l said.
"But you have a p~assport?"
I drew it from my pocket, saying:
1T proves, l think that my name is
what l have told YOU"
The fellow, standing astride, read 1t,
and handed it back to me.
Where is the woman" he demand
ed. Tell me-"
Il don't know" was the reply.
Perhaps you will tell me-" he said,
turning to the old wood cutter with a
sinister expression upon his face. RE
member, these fugitives are found in
your house, and you are liable to
arrest"
II don't know-indeed l don't!" pro
tested the old fellow, trembling be-
meath the officers threat. Like all
his class, he feared the police, and
held them in dread.
"Ah, you don't remember, I sup
pose!" he smiled. well, perhaps
your memory will be refreshed by a
month or two in prison. You are alsr
arrested"
"But, your eXcellency, L"
Enough" blared the bristly officer.
you have given shelter to conspira-
tors. You know the penalty in Fin
land for that, surely?"
But these gentlemen are surely not
conspirators!" the poor old man pro
tested. His excellency is English,
and the English do not plot"
1--WE shall see afterwards" he
laughed.
A dozen times was the old wood cut
ter questioned, but he %stubbornly re-
fused to admit that he had ever set
eyes upon Elma. / knew, of course,
by what we had overheard said by the
prison guards, that the governor gen
eral was extremely anxious to recap
ture the girl with whom, / frankly ad-
nit, | had now so utterly fallen in
love. And it appeared that no effort
was being spared to search for us. But
what could be the truth of Elma's dis
appearance? Had she fled of her own
accord, or had she once more fallen a
victim to some ingenious and das-
tardly plot. That gray dress Of hers
might, ! recollected, betray her If she
dared to venture near any town, while
her affection would, of itself, be plain
evidence Of identification. All l hoped
was that she had gone and hidden
herself in the forest somewhere in the
vicinity to wait until the danger. Of
recapture had passed.
For as long as possible l succeeded
in delaying our departure, but al
length, just as the yellow sun began
to struggle through the gray clouds
we were all three compelled to deparI
in sorrowful procession.
At nine o'clock l stood in the big
bare office Of Michael Boranski, where
only a short time before we had haC
such a heated argument. AS soon a,
the chief Of police had entered, h,
recognized me under arrest, and dis
missed my guards with a wave of tn,
hand-all save the officer who haC
brought me there. He listened to tn,
officers, story Of my arrest withou
saying a word,
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