Cheyenne record., 1916-04-06
CHAPTER I.
A Small World.

Cazaiet sat up 30 suddenly that his
head hit the woodwork over the upper
berth. His own voice still rang in his
startled ears. He wondered how much
he had said. and how far 1t could have
carried above the throb of the liners
screws and the mighty pounding Of
the water against her plates. And
then he remembered how he had been
left behind at Naples, and rejoined the
Kaiser Fritz at Genoa, only to find
that he no longer had a cabin to him
self
A sniff assured Cazalet that he was
neither alone at the moment nor yet
the only one awake; he pulled back
the swaying curtain. and there on the
settee sat a man with a strong blue
chin and the quizzical solemnity OF an
animated sphinx.
It was his cabin companion, an
American named Hilton Toye. and
Cazalet addressed him with nervous
familiarity.
II say! Have l been talking in my
sleep?"
why. yes!" replied Hilton Toye,
and broke into smile that made a
human being of him.
Cazalet forced a responsive grin.
What did I say?" he asked, with an
amused curiosity at variance with his
shaking hend and shining forehead.
Toye took him In from crown to
nngertips. with something deep behind
his kindly smile. II judge" said he.
you were dreaming of some drama
you've been seeing ashore, Mr.. GAIA
let"
"Dreaming!" said Cazalet. wiping
his face. ut was a nightmare! I
must have turned in too soon after
dinner. But I should like to know
what said"
i can tell you word for word. You
said. Henry Craven-deadn and then
you said. 'Dead-dead-Henr Cra-
ven! as II you'd got to have it both
ways to make sure"
TITS true" said Cazalet, shuddering.
Il saw him lying dead, in my dream" !"
Hilton Toye took a gold watch from
his waistcoat pocket. Thirteen min
utes to one in the morning." he said,
and now It's September eighteenth.
Take note Of that Mr.. Cazalet. 1t
may be another case of second sight
for your psychical research society"
Il don't care If 1t is" Cazalet was
smoking furiously
Meaning it was no great friend you
dreamed was dead?"
NO friend at all. dead or alive!"
I'm kind of wondering" said
Toye. winding his watch slowly, "if
he's by way of being friend of mine.
I know = Henry Craven over in Eng
land. Lives along the river down
Kingston way, in big house."
Called Uplands?"
Yes. sir! That's the man Little
world, isn't it?"
The man in the upper berth had to
hold on as his curtains swung clear:
the man tilted back on the settee, all
attention all the time, was more than
ever an effective foil to him. With
out the kindly smile that went as
quickly as 1t came, Hilton Toye was
somber, subtle and demure. Cazalet.
on the other hand. was of sanguine
complexion and impetuous looks. He
was tanned rich bronze about the
middle OF the face. but 1t broke Off
across his forehead like the coloring
OF a meerschaum pipe. Both men
were in their early prime, and each
stood roughly for his race and type:
the travelled American who knows the
world. and the elemental Britisher
who has made some one loose end of
II his own.
Il thought of my Henry Craven"
continued Toye. "as soon as ever you
came out with yours But it seemed a
kind of ordinary name. | might have
known 1t was the same If I'd recollect-
ed the name OF his firm. Isn't 1t era.
ven & Cazalet, the stockholders, down
In Tokenhouse Yard?"
That's it," said Cazalet bitterly,
But there have been none of us in
It since my father died ten years age" !"
But you're Henry Craven's old part
ner's son?"
I'm his only son."
Then no wonder you dream about
Henry Craven" cried Toye. land no
wonder it wouldn't break your heart
II your dream came true
1T wouldn't" said Cazalet through
his teeth. HE wasn't white man to
me or mine-whatever you may have
found him"
Il had little place near his one
summer. i know only what heard
down there
What did you hear?" asked GAIA
let. I've been aSAy ten years. ever
since the crash that ruined everybody
but the man at the botfom ~ ~.
whole thing. II would be kindness
to tell me what you heard"
We'll. guess you've said 1t your.
self right now. That man seems to
have beggared everybody all around
except himself: that's how I make II
out" said Hilton Toye.