New Mexico state record. (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1914-19??, 1918-11-15

Office. There we're many intrigues.
After all, who could blame them2 The
court was dreary enough these days,
and If they chose to amuse themselves
as best they cOuld-one must make
allowances.
"a liaisOn !" he said at last, with
his mouth full. 1.-THE countess Is hand.
some, and bored. Annunciata Is driv-
ing her TO w~ickedness, as she drove
her husband. But 1t Is worth cOnsid.
Grafton. Even the knowledge of an
intrigue is often helpful. OF what
size was the letter."
"A small envelope. I saw no more"
49," The big man rose, and un-
tied his sOiled apron. go back" he
said. land enter the restaurant. Or
der a small meal, that you may have
finished when he does. Leave with
him and suggest the Hungaria."
"Hungaria! have no mon,y."
"You will need no money. Now,
mark this: At a certain corner you
will be attacked and robbed. A mere
FORM" he added, as he saw Herman's
pallid face 60 whittier. "For the real
envelope will be substituted another.
In his breast pocket, you said. Well.
then suggest going to his room. He
may" added the concierge grimly, ire
quire your assistance. Leave him at
his lodging. but watch the house. 1t
Is important to know to whom he de.
llvers these letters"
AS the man stood, he seemed to the
covering Herman to swell until he
dominated the room. He took on au-
thority. To Herman came suddenly
the memory of a hidden room, and
many men, and one, huge and tower
ing, who held the others in the hollow
Of his hand. Back went Herman over
his earlier route. But nOw he did not
run. His craven knees shook beneath
him. Fresh sweat, not Of haste but
Of fear, broke out over him. He who
was brave enough Of tongue in the
meetings, who was capable Of rising
to heights Of cruelty that amounted to
lGIOSIly NuSu OuC VI u iAODp was "a
alone.
However, the sight of the restaurant,
and of his fellow clerk eating calmly,
quoted him. Peter Niburg was still
alone. Herman took a table heal him,
and ordered a bowl of soup. His
hands shook, but the hot food revived
him. After all, 1t "a simple enough.
But, Of course, 1t hinged entirely on
his fellow clerks agreeing to accOm
pany him.
He glanced across. Peter Niburg
was eating, hut his eyes were fixed
Madame Marie, ut her high desk.
There was speculation In them. and
something else. Triumph, perhaps.
Suddenly Herman became calm.
Calm with hate.
And. after all, 1t was very easy.
Niburg was lonely. The burden
# the letter oppressed him. He
the comfort of human CONVEX.
'ation and the assurance of a
amiliar face. When the two met at
he rack by the door which contained
heir hats, his expression was almost
friendly. They went out together.
"A fine night" said Herman, and
ast an eye at the sky.
Zine enough"
"Too good to waste In sleep. l was
linking" observed Herman, "of an
lour or two at the Hungaria."
The Hungarla! Something in Peters
'leasure-hungry heart leaped, but he
his fellow clerk.
"Since when," he inquired, "have
f%requented the Hungarla"
II feel In the mood" was the some
'hat sullen reply. II work hard
nough, God knows, to have a little
leasure now and then" Danger was
him shrewd. He turned away
Peter Niburg, then faced him
gain. III you car to come" he sug-
mot a supper, you under
tand, but a glass Of wine, Italian
.hampagne," he added.
Peter Nlburg was fond Of sweet
Quietly he pushed his hat to the
ack Of his head, and hung his stick
yer his forearm. After all, why not?
Iarie was gone. Let the past die.
Herman could make the first move,
It him, Peter, make the second. He
nked arms with his old enemy.
"a fine night" he said.