The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1921-09-23

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 a little grimly. Irma
Peterson was regarding him with a
hooking smile.
He glanced at her companion,
young man whose face seemed vaguely
familiar to him, and then his eyes
rested once more on the girl. Even
his masculine intelligence could ap-
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.
1.-The Carlton seems rather a favor
lite resort of yours" she continued,
watching him through half closed eyes.
Il think you're very wise to make
the most of it while you can"
while i CAM" said Hugh. 'That
sounds rather depressing
I've 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.
rs he one Of the firm?" he re-
marked. His face seems familiar"
"Oh, MOI" 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"
is the invitation to amalgamate
official, or from your own charming
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. sand equal
ly 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.
hn oh ;po hnn IN faT
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
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? / seem
to know his face, but I can't put
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"
'Laidleyl" cried Hugh, in sudden ex-
element. "Laidley! 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 Films
that first night, when he had grabbed
the dazed millionaire from under
Peterson'S nose.
earl necklace and the
are at present
chess Of Lamp
The duchess of Lampshire's pearls
were world-famous; the marquis of
Laidley was apparently enjoying his
tea. And between the two there
seemed to be connection rather too
obvious to be missed.
THREE.
I'm glad you two fellows came
down." said Hugh thoughtfully, as he
entered the sitting-room of his bunga-
low, of Coripp Dinner was ovar o1d