New Mexico state record. (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1914-19??, 1918-05-31

1t may have no connection with this
l pray to Heaven 1t hasn't. The day
before you took us In your "A to see
your uncle, POnsonby Fitzgerald
came"
ITO your hOuse?"
"Yes. He wrote u note to announce
that he was coming, saying that I
must throw owe everything else to re-
ceive him, ms 1t vas important for my
interests as well as his. So IL posi-
lively dared not refuse. You are the
only person in the world except MirkO
to whom l could tell this, because you
know POnsonby Fitzgerald, and that
We used to be-rather pals, in my dark
days. But l didn't mean to speak of
his visit, even to MirkO. He came to
get my help In Ain a kind of specu-
lation he's going into, and when l told
him l couldn't possibly do anything,
he insisted ~Obstinately, even threaten
ing disagreeable consequences If l
persisted in refusing. l told him that
l should be away-out Of England-at
the very time he wanted me-; and he
caught at that instantly. Where was
l going? he asked; and then l would
have given a great deal If l hadn't
spoken. But 1 saved myself by say
ing l should be in Paris. CHATS true,
you knOw-we must pass through
Paris-and he knows l have friends
there whom I've visited once or twice.)
l hope he fancied l was going to them.
In any case, he shrugged his Shout
ders as If in resignation, saying, 4
wish you joy of Paris Then he went
away, leaving me horribly depressed
and almost i'll. l don't think Pom
sOnby Fitzgerald could have found
out about the raid. That secrets been
too well kept. 1t isn't as If a few
glances could betray it, as they can
a love affair. But Mirko has disap-
peared. Something dreadful has hap
pened. Help me-Eelp mel"
I'm going to try" said Christopher
simply. "But l want a little time to
think things over"
The girl rOse. I'll CO." she said
hastily. ITS just possible there may
be news at home. If there is, I'll
let you know"
Christopher decided that If he were
help ElOise Dauvray, he could begin
in no better way than by learning what
manner Of man was the Dalvanian
to the Court of St. James.
He had no friends in the diplomatic
living in England, for Max
Lind was far away, but old Major
Norhurn, an ancient crOny of James
Race, had a nephew who was a clerk
in the Foreign Office. Christopher
at zee to the club where his
friend spent his afternoons ;
and by a stroke of luck the budding
had called to keep an ap-
with his relative. The two
were on the v of starting out, but
had a few moments to spare, anG
young Norburn was boyish enough to
flattered by Christopher's questions,
which implied inside knowledge on his
part. He perhaps did not know all he
affected to know; but he described
Rudovics as inordinately vain, end
essly ambitious, subtle and proud of
lis subtlety, not lad at heart though
sufficiently INSCRIPTIONS. His part
s a bit above his capacity" said the
young nan from the Foreign Office,
and he'd have had no chance of 1t
except through his wife. His mar
was brought about to serve the
convenience of the powers that be in
but the oman who's half
.rish-has been a beauty in her day,
md all poor old Rudovics' hOnOrs have
,een given him for her sake. Those
Who are in the know say he despises
King Alexander, and If he weren't
lfraid Of his Turkish master would
,e In the thick of all the plottings.
Of course, if that misunderstanding
hap, Mirko, would take a fancy to the
tepdaughter, who is naturally a
'avored rrotegee of Turkey, things
night get uncomfortable for Alexander
n Dalvania."
Christopher would gladly have
earned more, but the source of infor-
nation was pumped dry, and he apollo
lied for having kept the two Nor
so long from their engagement.
"Rudovics is surely In this" Chris
Opher said to himself; and suddenly
n idea of what he would do in Rudo-
les place sprang into the young
lan's mind. Before seeing Eloise
gain he decided to call for the Sec
NJ time at Mirko's house to E:ake in
uiries.
HAS His Royal Highness Prince
cone backT he asked Of the
all-porter. |,
mo, sir; but His Royal Highness
Peter has arrived from Paris"
as the answer. g.,
Christopher thought for a moment, {
nd then scribbled a few lines on q ,
ard for Prince Peter, whom he had I
seen. Presently he was invited I