Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1921-09-22
EVENING EDITION.

AMS
sun was hpt and; after al, there swers
jsuitSa timetable thahSthe dim cool
ness OF the panelled smoke room, He
stopped at the p~ostoffice and sent a.
Wire to- the theatre at Cardtf, aSfleD-
sR9e that would still any fears stella.
might feel for him.
There was only one other occupant
OF the room when the solicitor enter
ed Il and took from the hook thu local
timetable He crossed to table by
the window ana. ordering tea booked
up his train. his annoyance he
found that there was none until 5
'o'clock,sand then only q local, which
took some two hours and q half to
reach the metropolis.
showed In his face, for the man at
the next table leaned over to- him.
You'll excuse me, sir: perhaps !
a help you-I saw you looking at
the London trains
Robert turned to him with smile.
Yes, I've just managed to miss
the three-thirtyII see the next Isl
eight-and that's 4 rotter.""
-Oh, we're not served very we'll at
Barchester. You'll, be quicker driv-
inE over to Mnyfield, If you're in a.
h~urry--that's on the main line: you'll
find there's a train nearly every hour.
and while he waited for his tea they,
fell. into conversation, in the course
OF which the solicitor mentioned His
Visit to the Towers; thinking perhaps
to elliott q little useful information,
from one who was evidently we'll ac-.
5quainted with Barchester and Barcas-'
Ttrian matters. 4S #
The other man was interested im-.
mediately. .4:s5
."You know MI. Dartin, then. sir?'
"Ohtyes; not very well, butt
has hurried oft~Hke this? My SON.
sir, Is head gardener up at the Tow.
ers; Or, rather, he was, because he's
been shot out suddenly. All In min
ute. Here's two months money
Mr.. Dartin told him; and he did the
same to all Of them, women as WE'LL.
Robert appeared t. be mildly In
t~erested.
Then he has closed up the houses =.
or tail Of it.y They all had to leave,
night before last-.hat Is, them as
hadn't alreadyNaleft during the day.
The carried went up and shifted their
things In a batch. Mr.. DartYn and
another gentleman mOtored through
here shortly afterward. They say
hes sold all his horses to the vet Tor
next to nothing. Well miss him here
IN 3Barchester-an open-handed gem
market-dinner at the Lion"
And the Barcastrian went of, his
head shaking dolefully, leaving Rob-
ert to his tea and toast. .~s
The solicitor ordered a cab to be
ready In: half an hour, and, his tea
finished, sat gazing out on to the
stableyard of the Crown and listen
ing to the sounds of ii. the kissing Of
the hostler as he rubbed down the
horse, his gutteral admonishings to
the animal as he led him across the
cobbles with harness hanging, jing-
ling, and backed him between the
lshafts Of the old landau in
(which Robert was to make the Jour
ney to Mayfie.d.
Then the hostler. throwing his cap
into the harness room, took down
a battered silk hat from its peg and
placing It tenderly on his head,
changed from hostler to coachman,
and presenting himself at the open
window, fntimAted that all was ready.
But when the express for London
left the station at Mayfield, Robert
Baxenter was not among the passen-
gers, for events had happened which
had considerably altered that gentle-
mans arrangements. AT the time the
train left, he was moodily pacing the
High street OF the manufacturing
town, in the vicinity OF the p%ostofice.
Every ten minutes or qnarteEs.of an
hour he entenedathe ugly red. brick
building d inquired anxiously II
"a telegram had arrived for him, and
at last his impatience was rewarded.
He crossed over to the light that
struggled in at the long, dirt-encrust-
ed windows, and eagerly tore open
the buff envelope. The message was
quite short:
leaving Eustor seven. arrive eight.
thirty. -s4las."
Continued Tomorrow Evening.