Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1915-07-28
ton of the loss, all of which had to be


paid out Of accrued dividends. Thus
Warrington had blocked up the ave.
nues. The marvellous rapidity with
which such affaiV may be spread
broadcast these days is the first won.
der in new epoch of wonders. From
Irkutsk to Auckland, from st. Johns
to Los Angeles, wherever newspa
per was published, the news flew
Within twenty-four hours it would be
difficult to draw against that letter
as it would be to transmute baseT
metals into gold.
At half past ten Warrington, appar
emily none the worse for a sleepless
night, entered the private Office of the
consul general who, gravely and with
studied politeness, handed to him an
unopened cablegram
Il rather preferred to let you open
it, Mr.. Warrington" he said.
Warrington noteA the lack of cor
dlality, but with passive regret. The
= consul general recovered his pen and
pretended to become absorbed in the
litter Of papers on his desk. But in
truth he could see nothing save the
young mans face; calm, unmoved, ex-
pressing negligent interest in what
would be the most vital thing in his
existence, next to life. A fine speci-
men of man. incredibly wholesome
despite his ten years knocking about
in this ungodly part of the world. It
was pity. They had evidently re-
fused to compromise.
bad news?"
and surprising animation in his face.
Read it," he said.
IF Ellison will make restitution in
person. yes. ANDES"
The consul general Jumped to his
feet and held out his hand. 81 am glad.
very glad. Everything will turn out
all right now. If you wish, I'll tell
Miss Chetwood the news"
II was going to ask you to do that"
responded Warrington. The mention
Of Elsa took the brightness out of his
face. Tell her that Parrot & Co. will
always remember her kindness, and
ask her to forgive a lonely chap for
having caused her any embarrassment
through her goodness to him. l have
decided not to see Miss Chetwood
again.
You are strong man, Mr.. War
| rington.'
Warrington? My name is Ellison,
| Paul Warrington Ellison. After all,
I'm so used to Warrington, that 1 may
| as well let well enough alone. There
is one more favor; do not tell Miss
! Chetwood that my name is Ellison"
81 should use my own name, if I
were you. Why, man, you can return
to the States as if you had departed
! but yesterday. The world forgets
quickly. People will be asking each
other what it was that you did Then
I shall bid Miss Chetwood good-by for
your"
Yes. I am going to jog it home.
I -ant to travel first class, here, there,
wherever fancy takes me. It's so long
since I've known absolute ease and
comfort. l wish to have time to re-
adjust myself to the old ways. I was
once a luXury-loving chap. I sail at
dawn for Saigon. I may knock around
in Siam for a few weeks. After that,
l don't know where I'll go. Of course
l shall keep the Andes advised of my
whereabouts, from time to time"
Another man would be in a hurry"
1t was on the tip Of his tongue to tell
Warrington what he knew of the An
des Construction company, but some
thing held back the words, a fear that
Warrington might change his mind
about seeing Elsa. well, wherever
you go and whatever you do, good luck
go with you"
There are good men in this world,
sir, and I shall always remember you
as one of them"
''By the way, that man Mallow;
have you met him YETI"
The quizzical expression in his eyes
made Warrington laugh. mo"
II was in hopes - The con-
sui general paused, but Warrington
his intentions.
He shunted further inquiry by say
ing: ga letter Of credit of mine was
stolen last night. l had tussle in the
room, and was rather getting the best
of it. The thug slipped suddenly
away. Probably hid the letter in his
loin CLOTH
That's unfortunate
II have sent out a general stop-or-
der. No one will be able to draw
against it. The sum will create sus-
picion anywhere"
Have you any idea who was back
of the thief? Is there any way I can
be Of service to your"
81 really suspect Mallow and a
gambler named Craig, but no court
would hold them upon the evidence
have. It's my belief that it's prac-
teal joke which measures up to the