News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1920-11-24
. CHAPTER VII.
After Michael Angelo.

hftCf WiCnaSi Angelo.
Il was thinking OF his cap" said
Cazalot but only as they returned to
the tradesmen's door, and just as
blanche put in her word, What about
me?'
Mr.. Drinkwater eyed the trim white
figure standing in the sun. THE more
The morrier!" his grim humor had it.
~ dare say you'll be able to teach us
thing or two as well, miss"
She could not help nudging Cazalet
in recognition Of this shaft. But GAIA
let did not look round; he had now set
foot in his old home.
twas all strangely still and inactive,
RS though domestic animation had
been suspended ind 1niteiy Yet the
open kitchen door revealed a female
form in multi; "a sullen face looked
out Of the pantry as they passed; and
through the old green door (only noWS
it was a red one) they found another
bowler hat bent over a pink paper at
the foot Of the stairs. There was a
glitter of eyes under the boWler's
brim as Mr.. Drinkwater conducted his
friends into the library.
, The library was square room of
respectable size, but very close and
dim with the one French window
closed and curtained Mr.. Drinkwa-
ter shut the door as well, and
switched on all the electric lamps.
The electric light had been put in by
the Cravers; all the other fixtures in
the room were as Cazalet remembered
them. But the former son of the house
gave himself no time to waste in senti-
mental comparisons, He topped pair
of mahogany doors, like those of a
wardrobe let into the wall
Have you looked in here?" de.
nnanded Cazalet
Whats the use of looking in a cl-
gar cupboard?" Drinkwater made mild
inquiry
Cigar cupboard!" echoed Cazalet
in disgust. Did he really only use it
for his cigars?"
"L ctGar cupboard" repeated Drink
7waler and locked up at the time it
happened. Whae was it, il / may ask,
in MI Cazalet's time?'
"l rcmember!" came suddenly from
Blanche; but Cazalet only said, oh,
well. II you know it was locked there's
an enc of it.
Dr.akwater went to the door and
summoned his subordinate. Just
fetch that chap from the pantry
Ton, said he but the sUllen sufferer
from police rule took his time, in spite
of them, and was sharply rated when
he appeared.
81 thought you told me this was
cigar cupboard?" continued Drink
water, in the browbeating tone of his
first words to Cazalet outside.
80 it is said the man.
"Thcn where's the key?"
'Ho# should I know? l never kept
1t!" cried the butler, growing over
his o.pgessor for a change. He would
keea il on his own bunch; find his
wal b. and all the other things that
wqle issing from his pockets when
Vcr- men went through 'em, and you
I'D his keys, tool"
~. alter gave his man a double
sim. e.. D. door slammed on a petty
trilzn Jor ne servants hall; but J
nov both Invaders remained within |
Try you aand on it, Tom" said the
superior officer I'm a free-lance
here, ne explained somewhat super
huou3ly to the others, as Tom applied |
himself to the lock in one mahogany |
door Mans been drinking, | should |
say. He'd better be careful. because
I idon't take to him, drunk or sober.
I'm not surprised at his master not
trusting him. It's just possible that
the place was openAhe might have
been getting out his cigars before
1 can't say I think there's
mUch in it. Mr.. Cazalet."
Ii vas open aEain-broken open