The Green Forest tribune., 1915-10-29
.uapTER XV-Continued.

rroent wire to the address where l ',-sva % write? She would then reply ~ ...s no doubt. I've told you practi- . ..,,y everything, my dear old fellow Ms @ facts of the affair can be made .,ovn ' only by Muriel. I tell you, we must find her"
 ayes. we must-at all hazards" .id Let's go across to the tele- s.nh office opposite Charing Cross. 'ps open always" And we rose and ,s,ked out along the Strand, now ,sarly deserted, and dispatched an r,eent message to Muriel at an ad- sress in Birmingham road, Pullman.
 Afterwards we stood outside on the arb still talking. I loath to part from alm, when there passed by in the ,hadow two men in dark overcoats, yho crossed the road behind us to he front of Charing Cross station, md then continued on towards Trafal- gar square.
 As the light of the street lamp fell upon them 1 thought recognized the face of one as that of person had sen before, yet I was not at all cer- hln, and my failure to remember whom the passer-by resembled pre- vented me from saying anything fur her to Jack than:
 "A fellow l know has just gone by, think"
 We seem to be meeting hosts of friends tonight" he laughed. After tn old chap, it does one good to come back to our dear, dirty old town again. We abuse it when we are here, and hlk of the life in Paris and Vienna ad Brussels, but when we are away here is no place on earth so dear to u, for 1t is home But there!" he hughed, 'Im actually growing roman tc An! If we could only find Muriel. But we must tomorrow. Ta-ta! I shall go around to the club and sleep, Tor ] haven't fixed on any diggings yet Come in at ten tomorrow, and vs will decide upon some plan. One thing is plainly certain-Elma must t once be got out of Russia. She's certainly in deadly peril of her life here"
 Yes" l said. And you will help ae?"
 With all my heart, old fellow" an- Tered my friend, warmly grasping ny hand, and then we parted, he Nfollng along towards the National Gallery on his way back to the "Jun. Af' while l returned to the Cecil lOne
 
 Captain Durnford?" inquired of ne hall porter of the club next morn Ing
 Not here, sir"
 But he slept here last night" l nmarked' T have an appointment with him.
 me man consulted the big book be- Dle him, and answered.:
 aptain Durnford went out at 9:27 as! night, sir, but has not returned |" ouange, l thought, but although VI. .sl'ea Tn the club nearly an hour. he aa not put in an appearance.
 AOout four o'clock, as was passing ulOagn the big hall of the hotel, I a'afa voice behind me utter a greet s m Italian, and, turning in sur pnse' found Olinto, dressed in his best "a oi black, standing hat in hand. , I an instant recollected what 'sck had told me, and regarded him hln some suspicion.
 0isnof Commentators" he said in ws Volce, as though fearing to be "'laeard, may I be permitted to Vsah In private with you?"
 certainly" said, and I took him ua nit up to my room.
 nave come to warn you, signore." ~. salu' when had given him a seat 'Uuf enemies mean harm to you" hook here, Olinto!" exclaimed ,s,. ,,s,.nlileoiy, I've had enough of this .s. .Su,ouhded mystery. Tell me the ,au su regarding the assassination of '~ GA, poof Wife up in Scotland" an' agnore!" he answered sadly cnanged voice, T do not know ma was d plot. Someone represented m,., Dut ne was killed also. They be- ,sasa Mea they had struck me down." he nids, dsu' with bitter laugh. Poor Ar hua has as body was found concealed be- Ss 0 d d rock on the opposite side of naddering. ~ ,s. sae police had, it seemed. sue. som @ueu In discovering the unfortunate ha an alter all. and had found that ''s s,, was his wife
 ., -ou Know man named Leith- Non asked a few minutes later. 0bn.' tell the truth. In this affair, asy not?" 'e'eS'" are mutual are uoa n' nodded, after a moments hesita- lns qua you know also a man named Bo,n,~ who is sometimes known as tiona or Woodroffe-as well as a au ss, or his called Chatter" Asm s,ehore," he said. 'T have met % ail--to my regret" a,n u nave you ever met Rus Et]eo. certain Baron Oberg-and his Nsse, sse Elma Heath ?" .r, r.s hlece? She isn't his niece"