Omaha daily bee., 1916-11-06

there be further delay In starting FOL
Dalvania, since old Mr.. Races thou
sands-added to those already sub
sribed-would put the prince in funds
Unless Christopher heard to the
contrary, he was to call at the house
in Regents Park at ~ o'clock on Sat
urday. His car was not to accompany
him, but he volunteered her services
and his to spin the bride and groom
as far as Southsea.
| 1t was after o'clock when he
somewhat reluctantly returned to
Chapel street; and nearly stumbled
against the lodging house maid-of-all-
work, carrying somebody's tea.
''Oh, sir, what good thing you've
, got, back!" she exclaimed. 1.-The lady's
been waiting for you good half hour
Missus said l was to take her up this
to amuse her, as she was in such a
state at your not being at ONE
"A lady?" echoed Christopher.
Christopher put no more questions,
but ran up the two flights of stairs
to the second floor, two steps at a
time.
AS he opened the sitting room door
Eloise. Dauvray sprang up. AT last!''
she cried. I've been praying for you
to come You're my one hopper
What has happened?" christopher
asked abruptly.
"Mirko has disappeared Eloise
answered
"Mr. Race, what do you think has
become Of him? Has Turkey got wind
Of the plot for the raid, and has he
been murdered, like his father?"
Don't think of such a thing" said
Christopher. "They wouldn't go so
far as that at worst A dozen things
may have happened-none of them
tragic. He may have been motoring
with Wenden or some other friends,
and have got en- panne miles from a
telegraph office.
II thought of that; but he had no
plan of motoring today or he would
have told me. And I feel that some
thing is wrong-desperately wrong"
Shall I go to his house and find
out what l can from his servants?"
asked Christopher.
ooh, if you would" she sighed. ut
was one thing l wanted you to do"
"1'll start at once" he said. II can
be back in half on hour"
He was back in less; but he had
very little that was satisfactory to
tell" He had asked for Prince Mirko,
alleging an engagement with him, only
to hear from the stately hall porter
that His Highness had walked out
alone about o'clock in the morning
saying nothing of his intentions, and
had not come in since. Even his valet
had no idea where he had gone, nor
when he intended to return.
On hearing this, Christopher, know
ing that the valet was more or less
in his royal masters confidence, asked
to speak with him. The man was
brought, and Christopher saw him
alone, behind doors, in small ante
room off the hall. All the valet could
tell him, however, was that the prince
had appeared somewhat disturbed
when reading some letters which came
by the first post. One of these he
had placed under a paperweight, and
had put it in an inner pocket of his
coat Immediately after dressing, which
he did more quickly and earlier than
usual. This letter the valet believed to
be one which he had noticed because
it was addressed in Prince Peters
hand and post marked Paris. An
other letter His Royal Higness had
read carefully, two or three times
over; and then, ordering the fire al
ready laid in the CRATE to be lighted,
had burned it, watching till the paper
and envelope were both entirely con-
sumed.
Christopher declared that if he were
to help Eloise Dauvray, he could be-
gin in no better way than by learning
what manner of man was the Dali
vanian Ambassador to the Court of
ST. James.
He had no friends in the diplomatic
service living in England, for Max
Lind was far away, but old Major
Norburn, an ancient crony of James
Race, had nephew who was a clerk
in the foreign office. Christopher went
at once to the club where his uncle's
friend spent his afternoons; and by
a stroke of luck the budding diplo-
matist had called to keep an appoint
ment with his relative. The two were
ON the eve of starting out, but had
a few moments to spare, and young
Norburh was boyish enough to be flat
tered by ChrIstophers questions,
which implied inside knowledge on
his part, He perhaps did not know all
he affected to know; but he described
Rudovics as Unfortunately vain, end
lessly ambitious. subtle and proud OF
his subtlety, not bad at heart though
sufficiently INSCRIPTIONS. His part
is a bit above his capacity" said the
young man from the foreign office,
and he'd have had no chance of 1t
except through his wife. His marriage
was brought about to serve the con-
yenience of the. powers that be in
but the woman--who's half
Irish-has been a beauty in her day.
and all poor old Rudovics honours
have been given him for her sake
Those who are in the Know say he
despises King Alexander, and if he
weren't afraid of his Turkish master