Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1921-05-13

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"My Dear Old Rean," He Murmured
Eestaticalty as Hugh Finished, 'My
Very Dear Old Beam"
me as a member Of the band. And,
incidentally, Toby Sinclair is running
round in circles asking for trouble.
Let's rope him in"
"Go and find him this afternoon,
Algy," said Hugh rising. "And tell
him to keep his mouth shut. I'D
come with you, but it occurs to me
that the wretched Potts, bathed in
tears at the Carlton, is in need: OF
sympathy. So long, old dear. You'll
hear from me in a day. or two"
= Drummond sauntered. along Pail
Mall, He had told Longworth more
or lees en the spur Of the moment.
knowing that gentleman's capabilities
to a nicely. Under cloak OF as
sumed flIppancy he concealed an IRON
nerve which had never yet 1aileo
him; and, in spite Of the fact that he
wore an entirely unnecessary eye
glass. he could see further into
brick wall than. most OF the people
who called him a fool.
It was his suggestion Of telling TOBY
Sinclair that caused the smile. For
II had started a train, Of thought IN
Drummond's mind which seemed 10
him to be good. If Sinclair-Why not
two Or three more equally trusty
sportsmen? Why not gang OF the
boys?
Toby possessed a Y. c., and a good
one for there are grades OF the " C.'
and those grades are appreciated TO
nicety by the recipients brother
officers If not by the general public
The show would fit Toby like glove.
Then there was Ted Jern-
ingham, who combined the roles OF
an amateur actor of more than aver
age merit with an ability to hit any
thing at any range with every con-
ceivable type of firearm. And jerry
Seymour in the Flying corps.
Not a bad thing to have flying man
up ones sleeve. ana pos.
sIbly some one versed In the ways OF
tanks might come in handy.
The smile broadened to a grin;
surely life was very good. And then
the grin faded, and something sus-
piciously like frown took It's place.
For he had arrived at the Carlton,
and reality had come back to him.
"Mr. Potts will see no one, Sir re-
marked the man to whom he ad-
dressed his question. "You arc about
the twentieth gentleman who has been
here already today"
Hugh had expected this, and smiled
genially.
"precisely, my stout fellow he re-
marked, "but I'll lay small amount
of money that they were newspaper
men. Now, I'm not. And think that
II YOU will have this note delivered
TO Mr.. Potts, he will see me-"
He sat down at table. and drew
n sheet Of paper toward him. Two
facts were certain: First, that the
man upstairs was not the real Potts;
second, that he was one Of Peterson's
gang, The difficulty was to know ex-
actly how to word the note. There
might be some mystic password, the
omission of which would prove him
an impostor at once. At length he
took a pen and wrote rapidly; ne
would have to chance 1t.
"Urgent. A message from head
quarters"
He sealed the envelope and handed
1T with the necessary five shllllngs
for postage to the man. Then he sat
down to wait. After what seemed an
intermlnable delay he saw the mes
sengcr crossing the lounge.
"Nir. Potts will see you, SIR"
HUGH followed his, guide along a
corridor, and paused outside a door
while he went into Il room. lie heard
murmur of voices, and then the
man reappeared.
|. "This way. sir" he said, and Hugh
Stepped inside, to stop with an invol-
untary gasp Of surprise. The man
seated in the chair was Potts, to all
intents and purposes. The likeness
was extraordinary, and had he not
known that the real article was at
Gorng lie would have been COM
pletely deceived himself.
The man waited till the door was
closed: then he rose and stepped
forward suspiciously.
~ don't know you," he said. "Who
are you?" Z
"since when has every one EN-
ployed at headquarters known one
,anotller1". Drummond. returned guard
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