Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1921-09-28

his real one. AS it is, it's about as
real as his daughter"
''There is a lady in the case, thenT'
'By the name of Irma," said the
girl briefly. "She lies on a sofa In
the garden and yawns. She's no
more English than that waiter
faint smile flickered over her
companions face; he had formed
fairly vivid mental picture of rma.
Then he grew serious again.
"And what is it that makes you
think there's mischief ahead?" he
asked abruptly.
The girl shrugged her shoulders.
"What the novelists call feminine IN
tuition, / suppose" she answered.
"That-and my father" She said the
last words very low. HE hardly ever
sleeps at night now: hear him pacing
up and down his room-hour after
hour. hour after hour. Oh! it makes
me mad Don't you understand?
I've got to get him away from those
devils, before he breaks down com
pletely."
Drummond nodded, and looked
away. While she had been speaking
he had made up his mind what course
to take, and now, having outsat every
body else. he decided that it was time
for the interview to cease. Already
an early diner was having a cocktail,
while darlington might return at any
moment. And if there was anything
in what she had told him, it struck
him that it would be as well for that
gentleman not to find them together.
81 think" he said, "we'd better go.
NV address is. GOA Half Moon street:
my telephone 1894 Mayfair. If any
thing happens, if ever you want me
at any hour of the day or night-ring
me up or write If I'm not in, leave
message with my servant Denny. He
is absolutely reliable. The only other
thing is your own address"
'The Larches, near Godalming," an
swered the girl as they moved toward
the door, "Oh if you only knew the
glorious relief of feeling ones got
some one to turn to She
looked at him with shining eyes, and
Drummond felt his pulse quicken sud
denly.
MAY l drop you anywhereY he
asked, as they stood on the pavement,
but she shook her head.
mo thank you. I'll go in that TAXI
She gave the man an address, and
stepped in, while Hugh stood bare
headed by the door.
Don't forget" he said earnestly.
"Any time of the day or night. And
while l think of it-we're old friends.
Can that be done? In case come and
stay, you see"
She thought for a moment and then
nodded her head. "All right" she an
swered. "We've met a lot in London
during the war"
With a grinding of gear wheels the
taxi drove off, leaving Hugh with a
vivid picture imprinted on his mind
of blue eyes. and white teeth, and a
skin like the bloom of a sun-kissed
peach.
For a moment or two he stood star
ing after it, and then he walked across
to his own car With his mind still
full Of the interview he drove slowly
along Piccadilly, while every now and
then he smiled grimly to himself Was
the whole thing an elaborate hoax?
Somehow deep down in his mind, he
wondered whether it was a Joke
whether, by some freak of fate, he had
stumbled on one of those strange mys-
teries which up to date he had regard
ed as existing only in the realms of
dime novels
He turned into his rooms, and stood
in front of the mantelpiece taking
off his gloves. 1t was as he was
about to lay them down on the table
that an envelope caught his eye, ad-
dressed to him in an unknown hand
writing. Mechanically he picked it up
and opened it. Inside was a single
half-sheet of notepaper, on which a
few lines had been written in a small,
neat hand.
There are more things in heaven
and earth, young man, than capabil-
ity for eating steak and onions, and g.
desire for adventure. l imagine that
you possess both: and they are useful
assets in the second locality mentioned
by the poet. In heaven, however, one
never especially with regard to
the onions. Be CAREFUL
Drummond stood motioness for
moment, with narrowed eyes. Then
he leaned forward and pressed the
bell.
"Who brought this note, James?" he
said quietly, as his servant came into
the room.
"A small boy, sir. Said was to be
sure and see you got it most particu
lar" He unlocked a cupboard near
the window and produced tantalus.
"Whisky, sir, or cocktail?"
"WhiskY. / think. James, Hugh