The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1921-09-30

information he had heard. True, 1t
had been scrappy In the extreme, and,
In part, had only confirmed what he
had suspected all along. The wretched
Granger had been foully done to death,
| for no other reason than that he was
the millionaire's secretary. Hugh's
jaw frightened; II revOlted his sense of
sport. 1t wasn't as II the poor blight
er had done anything; merely because
he existed and might ask ihconvenient
questions he had been removed. And
| ms the elevator shot downwards, and
the remembrance Of the grim struggle
he had had In the darkness Of The
Elms the night before came back to
his mind. he wondered once again If
he had done wisely in not breaking
Peterson's neck while he had the
| chance.
He was still debating the question
| In his mind as he crossed the tea
lounge
"Why, Captain Drummond, you look
pensive." A well-known voice from a
table at his side made him look down,
| and he bowed little grimly. Irma
Peterson was regarding him with a
hooking smile.
He glanced at her companion, a
| young man whose face seemed vaguely
| familiar to him. and then his eyes
rested once more on the girl. Even
his masculine intelligence could APP
preciate the perfection--in a slightly
foreign style-of her clothes; and, as
to her beauty, he had never been I'M
der any decisions.
"The Carlton seems rather favor
lite resort of yours" she continued.
watching him through half closed eyes.
II think you're very wise to make
the most of 1t while you can"
"While / CAM" said Hugh. ''That
sounds rather depressing
1--WE done my BEST" continued the
girl, "but matters have passed out of
my hands, I'm afraid"
Again Hugh glanced at her compan-
ion. but he had risen and was talking
to some people who had just come in.
as he one Of the firmf" he re-
marked. His face seems familiar"
ooh, mol" said the girl. "He is
just a friend" She leaned forward
suddenly. "Why don't you join us
instead of so foollshly trying to fight
us? Believe me, Monsieur Hugh, 1t is
the only thing that can possibly save
you. You know too much"
els the invitation to amalgamate
official, or from your own charming
brain?" murmured Hugh.
"Made on the spur Of the moment"
she said lightly. But 1t may be re-
garded as official"
'I'm afraid it must be declined on
the spur Of the moment" he an
swered In the same tone. "And equal
ly to be regarded as official. Well
au revolr. Please tell Mr.. Peterson
how sorry I am to have missed him."
II will most certainly" answered
the girl. But then, mon ami, you
will be seeing him again soon, without
doubt.
She waved charming hand In fare
well, and turned to her companion.
But Drummond, though he went into
the hall outside, did not Immediately
leave the hotel. Instead, he button
holed an exquisite being arrayed In
gorgeous apparel. and led him to a
point Of vantage.
"You see that GIRL" he remarked.
having tea with man at the third
table from the big palm? Now. can
you tell me who the man ISL seem
to know his face, but can't put a
name to It"
"That, sir" murmured the exquisite
being, with the faintest perceptible
scorn at such ignorance, as the mar
quis Of Laidley. His lordship Is fire.
Quently here"
"Laidley" cried Hugh, In sudden ex-
element. "Laidleyl The duke Of
Lampshire's son! You priceless old
stuffed tomato-the plot thickens."
Completely regardless Of the scan
dalized horror on the exquisite beings
face, he smote him heavily in the
stomach and stepped into Pail Mall.
For clear before his memory had come
three lines on the scrap of paper he
had torn from the table at The Elms
that first night, when he had grabbed
the dazed millionaire from under
Peterson's nose.
earl necklace and the
are at present