Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1916-10-07
CHAPTER xvn-tCont,nued,

CHAPTER ANh-Ntonuuueol
CIR ARTHUR DEANE answered. with
- calm smile. "It is difncult to talk openly
at this moment. wait until we reach the
hotel"
The news new fast through the settle
ment that IL. NJ. s. Orient had returned
from her long search for the Sirdar. The
warship occupied her usual anchorage, and
boat was lowered 20 take OF the passen-
gers Lieutenant Playdon went ashore with
them. A feeling OF consideration for An-
struther prevented any arrangements being
made for subsequent meetings. once their
courteous duty was ended, the officers OF
the orient could not give him any further
social recognition.
Lord ventnor was aware OF this fact and
| endeavored to turn Il 20 advantage.
by the way. Fitzroy," he called out 20
| the commander as he prepared TO descend
the gangplRnk. II want you, and any others
not detained by duty, to come and dine with
me tonight"
Captain FitHroy answered blandly. 1T is
/ very good OF you TO ask us. but fear l
| cannot make any definite arrangements un'
/ al l learn what orders are awaiting me
| here"
/ "Oh. certainly. Come II you can, ch?"
Yes; suppose We leave Il at that"
II was a polite but decided rebuff. II In
| no way tended 60 sweoten Lord Ventnor's
temper. which was further exasperated
when he hurt his chin against one OF Rob
! ert's disreputable- looking tins with It's ao-
| cumulation OF debris.
The boat swung OF into the tideway Her
| progress shoreward was watched by a small
knot of people, mostly loungers and coolies
| Among them however. were two persons
who had driven rapidly 10 the landing
place when the arrival of the orient was
| reported. One bore all the distinguishing
marks OF the army officer OF high rank,
but the other was unmlstakably globe
trotter
Producing a tremendous telescope he
vainly endeavored TO balance Il on the
shoulder Of native servant.
| Cant you stand still. you blitherng
| idiot?' he shouted, after futile attempts to
focus the advancing boat, ''or shall 1 steady
you by a clout over the carr"
His companion the army man. looked
through a pair Of fieldglasses.
by Jovev' he cried. II can see Sir Ar
thur Deane. and a girl who looks like his
daughter. There's that Internal scamp,
Ventnor, too"
The big man brushed the servant out Of
his way and brandished the telescope as
though II were a bludgeon.
| The dirty begKari He drove my lad To
misery and death. yet he has come bach,
safe and sound, Wait TIL 1 meet him
| Ill"
"Now, Anstrutherl Remember your
, promise. I will deal with Lord Ventnor
My vengeance has first claim. what BY
: tile jumping MOseHs 90 DeleNe--- Yes
II is Anstruther! Your nephew is sittinI
next 20 the girl -
The telescope fell on the stones with 1
! ! crash. The giants rublcund face suddenl,
blanched. He leaned on his friend for sup
port.
. You are not mistaken" he almos
! whmpered Look again, for Gods sake
: man! Make sure before you speak. Tel
l me :" Tell me- :"
Calm yourself, Anstruther. II is Robert
. as sure as I'm alive. Don't you think
know him, my poor disgraced friend. whom
I. like all the rest, cast of in his hour o
trouble? But had SOME excuse. There
a There didn't mean that, old fellow
4 Robert himself will be the last man Z
!, | blame either OF us. who could have sus
4 pected that two persons-one OF them Go
help mel my wife-would concoct such
hellish plot I"
The boat glided gracefully alongside tn
, steps OF the quay, and Playdon spran
. ashore 20 help Iris 90 alight What hap
pened afterward can best be told in nj
own words. as he retailed the story to a
u appreciative audience in the wardroom.
. I'VE had just landed. he said. "an
70 some Of the crew were pushing the coole
= out OF the way when two men jumpe
IS down the steps and a most fiendish ro'
y sprang up That is, there was no disput
~ or wrangling. but one chap, who. II turne
IL out. was Colonel Costobell grabbed Vent
,e nor by the shirt front and threatened I
|
r. and there TO what he had TO say. I reall
;: thought about interfering. until I hear
j. Colonel Costobell's opening words. Afte
that would gladly have seen the begga
chucked into. the harbor. We never like
him. did we?"
Ia ASK no questions, Pompey, but go ahea
"a with the yarn" growled the first lieutenan
well, IL seems that Mrs Costobell
p dead. She got enteric a week after N
Ia Orient sailed, and was a goner in four day
e Before she died she owned up"
In He paused. with base eye TO effect Ne
,r a man moved a muscle.
r. IAN right" he cried IL will mako r
oi more false starts. Mrs CostobeIl begge
r. her husbands forgiveness for her trea
st ment of him, and confessed that she an
m Lord Ventnor planned the affair for whic
r. Anstruther was tried by court-martial
e, plust have been a beastly business Il
Costobell was sweating with rage, thoug