University Missourian. [volume] (Columbia, Mo.) 1908-1916, 1915-07-20
Continued from last issue)

Mr. Huntley stood for a moment
E staring at the man he called Craig
, Then with grunt he turned away.
Two minutes later. in the bright
grunt sounded in Lord Harrowby'
: patrician ear He turned, and his face
, paled Hopelessly he looked toward
Minot Then without word he fol-
lowed Huntley from the room.
Only two of that excited crowd about
the wheel noticed And these two fled
simultaneously to the balcony. There,
half hidden behing an ancient musty
rug, Cynthia Meyrick and Minot
watched together.
Harrowby and Huntley descended
the soft stairs At the bottom, Mar
tin Wall and Stacy were waiting. The
sound of voices pitched low could be
heard on the balcony, but though they
strained to hear. the pair above could
not However, they could see the
plebian hand of Mr. Huntley held out
to Lord Harrowby. They could see
Harrowby reach into his pocket. and
bring forth a white envelope. Next
they beheld Chain Lightning's Collar
gleam in the dusk as Huntley held it
up. A few low words, and Harrowbv
went out with the detective.
/ Martin Wall ascended the stair. On
the dim balcony he was confronted by
white-faced girl whose wonderful
copper hair had once held Chain
Lightning's Collar.
What does it mean?" she asked,
her voice low and tense.
"Mean?" Martin Wall laughed. 1T
means that Lord Harrowby must go
north and face United States Com
missioner in Jersey City 1t seems
that when he brought that necklace
over he quite forgot to tell the GUS
toms officials about it,
Go north, When?"
lOulSHt. VII tuc u dtu.
North to Jersey City"
Mr. Wall went into the bright room
where the excitement buzzed on, OBJ
livious. Cynthia Meyrick turned to |
Minot
But he can't possibly get back"
she cried.
'NO, he can't get back. I'm sorry" /
And my wedding dress-came last |
night"
She stood clutching a moth-eaten |
tapestry in her slim white hand. In the
gloom of that dull old balcony her
eyes shone strangely.
"Some things aren't to be-" she
whispered. "And"-very family
"others are"
A thrill shot through Minot, sharp
as a pain. but glorious. What did she
mean by that? What indeed but the
one thing that must not happen-the
thing he wanted most of all things in
the world to happen-the thing he
had come to San Marco to prevent.
He came closer to her-and closer
the blood was pounding in his brain.
Dazed, exulting, he held out his arms.
Cynthia" he cried.
And then suddenly behind her. on ,
the stairs, he caught sight of a great
bald head ascending through the dusk.
1t was an ordinary bald head, the
of Mr.. Stacy in fact, but to .
Minot a certain Jephson seemed to be ,
moving beneath it. He remembered. |
His arms fell to his side He turned
away
I'VE must see what can be DONE" he !
said mechanically /.
YES" Cynthia Meyrick agreed in an I
,dd tone, I'VE must see what can be ,
lone" 9
And a tear. unnoticed, fell on Mr..
Stacy's aged oriental tapestry. T
CHAPTER XIV $
A Bit of a Blow. '
Miss Meyrlck turned back toward I
he room of chance to find her father. /
Minot, meanwhile, ran down the steps,
obtained his hat and coat, and hurried p
across the street to the hotel. He went r
It once to Harrowby's rooms. I
There he encountered a scene of ;
Wild disorder The round-faced valet h
vas packing trunks against time, and >,
lis time keeper, Mr.. Bill Huntley, +,
'at in a corner, grim and silent.
watch in hand. Lord Harrowby paced ,
he floor madly When he saw Minot .
lie held out his long. lean, helpless +.
lands.