Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1915-10-01
CHAPTER xv-continued.

our first object must be TO rediscover
Muriel. Would II not be best to send
an urgent wire to the address where
always write? She would then reply
here, no doubt. I've told you practi-
cally everything, my dear old fellow.
The facts OF the affair can be made
known only by Muriel. I tell you, we
must find her"
Yes, we must--at all hazards"
said Let's go across to the tele-
graph Office opposite Charing Cross.
It's open always" And we rose and
walked out along the Strand, now
nearly deserted. and dispatched an
urgent message to Murlel at an ad-
dress In Nottingham road. Fulham.
Afterwards we stood outside on the
curb. still talking, loath to part from
him, whom there passed by In the
shadow two men I'm dark overcoats.
who crossed the road behind us to
the front Of Charing Cross station.
and then continued on towards Trafal.
gar square.
AS the light OF the street lamp fell
upon them thought I recognized the
face OF one as that OF a person I had
seen before. yet was not at all GER
tain, and my failure to remember
whom the passer-by resembled pre-
vented me from saying anything fur
Their to Jack than:
"A fellow know has just gone by.
] think"
we seem to be meeting hosts of
friends tonight" he laughed. After
all, old chap, It does one good TO come
back to our dear. dirty old town again.
we abuse II when we are here, and
talk OF the life In Paris and Vienna
and Brussels, but when we are away
there Is no place on earth so dear TO
us, for II is home But there!" he
laughed, I'm actually growing roman.
tic. All! II we could only find Muriel!
But we must tomorrow. fatal 1
shall go around to the club and sleep.
Tor haven't fixed on any dlggings
yet. Come In at ten tomorrow. and
we Will decide upon some plan. One
thing Ia plainly certain-Elma must
at once be got out OF Russia. She's
certainly in deadly peril of her life
there"
yes" l said. And you will help
me?"
with all my heart, old fellow" an.
swered my friend. warmly grasping
my hand. and then we parted. he
strolling along towards the National
Gallery on his way back to the "Jun.
for." while l returned TO the Cecil
alone.
Captain Durnford?" inquired OF
the hall porter OF the club next morn.
ing.
mot here. sir"
But he slept here last night"
remarked. II have an appointment
with him.
The man consulted the big book be-
fore him, and answered:
Captain Durnford went out M 9:27
last night, sir. but has not returned"
Strange, l thought. but although I
waited In the club nearly an hour. he
did not put In an appearance.
About four o'clock, as was passing
through the big hall OF the hotel. /
heard voice behind me utter a greet.
ing In Italian. and, turning In sur.
prise. found Olinto. dressed In his best
suit Of black. standing hat in hand.
In an instant recollected what
Jack had told me, and regarded him
with some suspicion.
"Signor Commentators" he said In
a low voice, as though fearing TO be
overheard, may ! be permitted 10
speak In private with your"
Certainly" ] said. and took him
In a lift up to my room.
Il have come TO warn you, signore."
he said, when had given him a seat
Your enemies mean harm to you."
Look here, Olintoi" exclaimed
determinedly. I've had enough OF this
COMPOUNDED mystery. Tell me tho
truth regarding the assassination of
your poor wife up in Scotland"
"Ah, signore!" he answered sadly
in changed voice, II do not know
IL was a plot. Someone represented
me-but he was killed also. They he.
heved they had struck me down" he
added. with bitter laugh. Poor Ar.
midas body was found concealed be. |
hind a rock on the opposite side OF
the wood. saw it--ahl" he cried
shuddering.
The police had, II seemed. sue.
ceeded In discovering the unfortunate
woman after all. and had found that
she was his wife.
You know a man named Leith. |
court?" asked few minutes later.
Now. tell the truth. In this AFFAIR. |
oiinto, our interests are mutual. are J
they not?"
He nodded. after moments hesita. |
tion.
And you know also a man named |
Archer--who is sometimes known as |
Hornby, or Woodroffe--as well as a
friend OF his called Chatter"
Isl. signore." he said. "a have met
them ALTO my regret"
And have you ever met a Rus
sian-a certain Baron Oberg-and his !
niece, Elma Heath?"
His niece? She isn't his niece"
"Then who is she?" demanded
How do ! know? ] have seen her