Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1921-11-09
With His Left Hand He Seized the
Mans Right Wrist, With His Right
He Seized His Throat.
SO. taking everytnlnY

He Seized His Throat.
SO, taking everything into
account, | think"
There was a sudden lightning move
ment, a heave and a quick jerk. the
impersonator of Potts was dimly con-
scious of flying through the ali, and
of hitting the floor some yards from
the door. He made frantic effort
70 rise, but the pain was too great,
and he rolled over cursing, while the
soldier. his hand on the door-knob,
laughed gently.
"I'I keep the tOothpick," he re-
marked, "as a memento."
The next moment he was striding
along the corridor toward the ele-
water. AS fight it had been poor
one but his brain was busy with the
information he had heard. True, it
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 milionaire's secretary. Hugh'S
law frightened; it revolted his sense of
sport. 1t wasn't as if the poor blight
err had done anything; merely because
he existed and might ask inconvenient
questions he had been removed. And
as 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 il
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
table at his side made him look down,
and he bowed little grimly. Irma
Peterson was regarding him. with
mocking 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.
"9Che Carlton seems rather favor
tie resort Of yours" she continued,
watching him through half closed eyes.
Il think you're very wise to make
the most of 1t while you can"
while / canY" said Hugh. "That
sounds rather depressing
'Pve 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.
els he one of the firm?' he re-
marked. His face seems familiar"
"Oh no." said the girl. "He is
just a friend" She leaned forward
suddenly. "Why don't you join us
instead of so foolishly trying to fight
us! Believe me- Monsieur Hugh, it is
the only thing that can possibly save
you. You know too much.''
rs the invitation to amalgamate
brain?" murmured Hugh.
Made on the spur of the moment
She said lightly. But it 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
~ to be regarded as official. Well,
au revoir. Please tell Mr.. Peterson
how sorry / am to have missed him.
Il 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 a man at the third
table from the big palm? Now, can
you tell me who the man is? l 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, sis the mar
quis Of Laidley His lordship is fire.
quently here"
"Laidley!" cried Hugh, in sudden en-
element. "Laidley, The duke OF