The Ekalaka eagle. [volume] (Ekalaka, Mont.) 1909-1920, 1916-05-12

She said this with just a sus-
piciOn of hesitation.
A intimate friend. DO you know
him."
"Ycs-I know him oh. yes. T. She
"IIc is n Of my most intimate
friends and one Of the best fellows in
the world" | said enthusiastically.
She made no reply. but glanced
swiftly at me again and lowered her
head.
81 think 7 can walk now she said
presently, and [ helped her to rise.
II am not hurt, you see. 1t was only
fright and shock"
"Thank God it was no worse" I
cried. She did not seem TO hear this.
Nov, what do you wish to do?'
81 don't know. What ought / to do:
My unclc-do you know the count was
my unclc?--or, rather, not my own
uncle, nj real blood relation"
NO, I had no idea"
"When the trouble came at Warsaw
he had to fly, and he was carrying Ger
:ain papers with instructions to friends
of the fraternity to Cracow. \ raid is
expected there, and there are papers
which threaten us all. Even my own
dear mother is in danger. He told me
to carry those papers through to cra-
COW at any cost, to get your help if
need be and to say that your friend.
Count IMdislas, was also involved. l
was to tell you this il you showed any
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can we do? And she looked the pic
ture of dismay.
you were travelling as an English
girl?'
Yes; as Miss Mary Smith. He got
passports for me in that name and for
himself as Ivan Grubel. my servant"
"Where are they?'
"He has them and the rest of the pa
pers. They are sewed into his coat"
why did lie make all this method
zeal preparation?'
HE "a recognized, [ think, in Bra.
tinsk. That vas why VIC We're driving
away He expected to be pursued
of l get the coat can you find the
papers:"
Eyes. but-he is-dcad." And she
shuddercd.
1--WE have to think of the living
yourself, my friend. and your mother
1t is not a pleasant thing to strip tho
coat off a dead man. hut it had to be
done. SO l went and did it as quickl,
as l could. | took it back to her. ant
h was hurricdly searching for the
papers when she CAV Il little gasp OF
alarm and shrank close to me as &
horseman appeared, picking his wa,
very gingcrly down the hill. 1t was
my friend, the police agent from War
saw. In Il moment he took in tn.
scene. He recognized me at once anl
my companion a moment later.
"Ah, this is better luck than l OK
pected. a smash, eh? SO you didn'
get far away after all? l knew
should catch you, but didn't hope to d,
it so soon. Where's Count Peter Val
demar:'
"You again, is it, | said with
smile. "This young lady, a country
woman of mine. Miss Mary Smith
has met with an accident, and he
servant named Ivan Grubel. has bee,
killed. The horses ran away"
"Killed. ch? That's his coat. then
Give that to me-" My companion caush
her breath and clutched my arm.
'You guessed too fast. my friend
you did so this morning, you know. a
1 showed you afterward. This coat i
mine" and with that l slipped my arm
into it and put 1t Oh.
Eyes, it's easy to see it's yours b.
the way it fits you,' he sneered. NJ,
arms were some three inches too Ion
for the sleeves. and the body was ridi,
ulously short. II know You by thi
time. You must give me that coat.
saw the there searching tn
pockets for something
eff you it you'd better com
and take it. l shan't give it up unlcs
You do"
"For your own sake don't mix II
any more with this. If You are Il
E~nglishman go away and leave M t
deal with this omun But give m
that coat. You know to whom it bt
longed. and | nus have it,"
He diSmounted and walked tuwar
nlr.
You had better keep your distance.
l said quietly.
You resist: Then I must do M
duty. You are my prisoner"
The threat of arrest seemed to scar
the girl badly, but without Il second
hesitation she tried to shield me b