Bismarck daily tribune., 1915-10-27
CHAPTER v.
The Encounter.

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Meanwhile, during the interview Kit.
ty Gray had with the American consul
scene OF other import was enacting
elsewhere in the Gretzhoffen capital
In the interior of white marble
fronted palace, perhaps mile or sc
distant from the humble quarters OF
the American consulate, a tall, dark:
imperious man was pacing up and
down restlessly, his eyes now and
again turned upon the door oof the
great apartment, as though he expect
ed someone to enter. At length the
door did open. "A sott-footed servant
appeared. ,..,..,i, ..,...,. ,i s2 triyc.
." Monsieur Roleau, excellency," he
announced. 4 ~ ..yis .s'.T,.S
F"What, Roleau!" exclaimed the tall
man impetuously, as the visitor en-
! tered. What has kept you? The ship
docked hours ago. And have you, got
it? Come. come, mani" II
Il The individual addressed as Roleau
| bowed deeply, Excel lency,' he said,
II came as soon as I could be sure
/ 5svould not be watched"
I He was a man of dark complexion
Of strong and sturdy build, of broad
shoulders and deep chest---a man hall
= giant, one would have, said-but his
eyes dropped as they met the stern
gaze Of him he addressed, as though
he might have been his master. -af
"You found it-you succeeded, then
tell me-" ..''....
neutrality-suspicious."
The newcomer extended hand
which trembled slightly. 81 swear it
was in this bag"-he was offering a
little chamois bag tied with a ribbon
at the top-a bag which apparently
had been once suspended by the
broken silk cord attached to it.
You say it was in this bag-then
why not now?"
The tall man caught the little re-
ceptacle from the others hands
ripped it wide-shook out the con
tents. There fell, into his hand upon
the table near which he stood, only
few trinkets of woman's toilet-a
little dainty handkerchief-a coin, yes:
a coin. .,s9.,t ,qa3
The tai! man held this up in his
hand, his face distorted with rage.
What! half-dollar of their cursed
money! Curse you!" He half shrieked,
and as he did so flung the piece full
in the others face, with such violence
that the skin broke under its i'm
pact.
"The coin!" went on the enraged
what do you mean? Do you
mock me, Frederick, your real mon.
arch? You shall die for this. You
have failed-you have not found it
you have lost it,"
His own eyes half starting from his
head in his anger, he strobe forward
and caught the throat of Roleau in
his two mighty hands. shaking him
as he would have shaken child.
,"Go!" he said, and flung him toward
the door. ...
twas as Kitty Gray, a fter leaving the
American consulate, was speeding to-
ward her hotel in her hired vehicle
that she caught sight of a man stag
gering from the side entrance of
great mansion house of white marble
front. He seemed to have escaped
from some calamity-from an attempt
ed robbery or murder. Without paus
ing to ponder upon propriety, she halt
ed her vehicle and sprang out, hasten.
ing over to the sufferer, who stood
at the edge of the curb.
"What is wrong?" said she. "You
are in trouble-you are hurt! Shall
take you home-to some hospital
to the hotel? Come in, you are wei.
come"
The man looked at her mutely, hes
itating.
"Come, I will carry you where you
like" She had him by the arm now,
- and unsigftly as he seemed, hurried