Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1917-12-06
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PAcnMANN SCORES.

carried his bags to a cab and put
them and him inside it, and he
must have given the cabby the
number of the apartment house
where his rooms We're, for after a
certain time he found himself in a
cab which had stopped in front of
1T, with Marshall, the doorman.
staring i'm at him.
think he's drunk, that S what
think said the cabby, who had
got down, s%uspecting that his serv-
ices would be needed. "He ought
to be put to bed and left to sleep it
off"
81 don't understand it, said
Marshall. 81 never saw him like
this before. Paris must surely be
an awful place!"
The cabby chuckled, and to-
gether they got Dan out and into
the elevator; but when the door
man had paid and dismissed the
cabby, and tried to follow his ad-
vice, he met with unexpected re-
sistance.
Go away, Marshall, and leave
me alone,' said Dan. 81 heard
what that fellow said but I'm not
drunk-though no doubt | look it.
Just go away and shut the door.
lW thank you another time.
There's a good fellow"
And in the end, Marshall went
doubtfully away.
Dan went to work at himself i'm
mediately with mechanical thor
oughness. He filled his tub with
cold water, undressed and plunged
into it, dipping his head under half
a dozen times. Then he rubbed
down with the toughest towel he
could find, gave himself a vigor-
II massage from head to feet,
took a sharp turn with a pair of
dumb bells, got into fresh clothes.
and began to feel more like him
self.
There" he said; chats bet
ter. Now let s see if this thing is
real. or only a nightmare"
He went to his coat, got out
the pasteboard box, placed it on
a table, sat down before, and care
fully removed the lid.
No, it was not a nightmare.
There was the cake of soap-pink,
scented soap-weighted with the
nickel coins. Posing the box in
his hand, he understood why the
coins had been added. Without
them, the box would have been too
tight. He pulled one of the coins
out and looked at it. 1t was a Ger
mar piece of 20 pfennigs, such as
any II Oh the ship might have
used. He put it carefully back, and
lay down on his bed to reason the
thing out.
How had the substitution been
made9 How could it have been
made! Every day the box had been
in his pocket every night it had.
been beneath his pillow. There
was only one explanation-the
change must have been made while
he was asleep. Some one had en-
tered the stateroom, slipped out
the other box with a cautious hand
and substituted this one. Whoever
it was must have been familiar
with the weight of the other box
andswith the way it was wrapped
and sealed. But how was that
possible? No one could have seen
Miss Ward give it to him; no one
could have known that he had it.
And then Dan sat suddenly
erect. Chevrial might have known.
Chevrial might have seen, him slip
it into his pocket as he dressed.
Yes, Chevrial might have done It.
Who was Chevriali How should
. wine merchant know SO much
shout spies and diplomacy and
princes? There had al
ways been about him an air of
mower, of reserve force. Yes, and
m sir Of mystery-the air Of one
who knows q great many things
Ae does not choosesto tell.
sssIFis' y'' undoubtedly . 'py
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