The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1923-06-28
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gator, to solve the mystery of the
disappearance of Michael, her hus-
band, from his home on Dartmoor.
Pendcan is last seen in the COM
pany Of Robert Redmayne, Jenny's
uncle, when the two men 60 to
Michaels new bungalow near Fog
gintor Quarry.
Blood IS found on the floor of the
cottage and witnesses tell of having
seen Robert ride away on his motor
bicycle with heavy sack behind
the saddle. The sack is found at
far distance from the scene of mys-
terry.
Jenny goes to live with her uncle
Bendigo Rcdmayne. Brcndon visits
Bendigo'5 home and meets Giuseppe
Doria, who works there. Bendigo
| shows Mark letter supposed to be
from Robert Redmayne.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
Mr.. Redmayne went back to the
house, and Jenny, who stood by
them, walked as far as the top of
the steps with Brendon.
Don't think l bear any ill will
to this poor wretch" she said. "Km
only heartbroken, that's all. / used
to declare in my foolishness that l
had escaped the war. But not is
the war that has killed my dear,
dear husband-not Uncle Robert. l
see that now"
ut is all TO the good that you can
be SO wise," answered Mark quietly.
81 admire your splendid patience
and courage, Mrs. Pendean, and
and-I would do for you, and will
do, everything that wit of man cam"
"Thank you, kind FRIEND" she re-
piled. Then she shook his hand and
babe him farewell.
"Will you let me know if you
leave here?" he asked.
"Yes-since you wish it,
They parted and he ran down the
steps, scarcely seeing them. He felt
that he already loved this woman
with his whole soul. The tremen-
dous emotion swept him, while rea-
son and common sense protested
Mark leaped aboard the waiting
motor boat and they were soon
speeding back to Dartmouth, while
Doria spoke eagerly. But the pas
scnger felt little disposed to crafty
the Italians curiosity. Instead he
asked him a few Questions respect
ing himself and found the 9TH
err delighted to discuss his own af-
{ fairs. Doria revealed southern
levity and dissatisfaction that fur.
{ hished Brendon with something tt
think about before the launch ran
to the landing stage at Dartmouth.
!, "How comes it you are not back in
| your own country, now the war is
ovcr?" he asked Doria.
ut is because the war is ovel
that l have left my own country
, signor," answered Giuseppe. %
fought against Austria on the sea
but now-now Italy is an unhappy
place-no home for heroes at pre-
sent. l am not common man.
have a great ancestry-the Doria 81
Dolceaqua in the Alpes Maritimes
You have heard of the Doria?"
'I'm afraid not-history isn't my
strong suit"
"On the banks of the River Ner
6 via the Doria had their mighty cas-
y tie and ruled the land of Dolceaqua
v A fighting people. There was ;
q Doria who slew the Prince of Mon
AGO. But great families-thcy ar,
g like nations-their history is sane
a hill in the hour-glass of time. The!
j. arise and crumble by the process O
It their own development. 81! Tim
l. gives the hour-glass shake an,
e they are gone-to the last grain.
am the last grain. We sank an,
sank till only remain. My fathe
d was a cab driver at Bordighera.. H
% died in the war and my mother, toe
J. is dead. have no brothers blu
= one sister. She disgraced hersel
X and is l hope, now dead also.
It know her not. So am left, and tn
R. fate of that SO mighty family lie
d with me alone--a family that ono
reigned as sovereign princes"
Brendon was sitting beside tn
ID boatman in the bows of the launch
~ and he could not but admire tn
re Italians amazing good looks. More
I'd over there were mind and ambitio
revealed in him, coupled with
frank cynicism which appeared ip
d. moment.
Or families have hung on a threa
I'd like that sometimes" said Marx
"the thread of solitary life. Pc,
haps you are born to revive for fol
to tunes of your race, Doria?"
Sc There is no perhaps I am.
e. have good demon who talks to n
IS, sometimes. 1 am 'born for grel
ri deeds. l am very handsome-th,
VS. was necdful; I am very clcver-tha
too, was needful. There is only or
P. thing that stands between me ar
st the ruined castle of my race at Do
ny ceaqua-only one thing. And TIL
&c is in the world waiting for me-"
It. Brendon laughed.
nm "Then what are you doing in tn
motor launch ?"
Marking the time. Waiting"
of "For what?"
NJ "A woman-a wife, my friend. tt
nv one thing needful is woman-wit
h. much money. My face will win h
he fortune-you understand. That
nv why I came to England. Italy h,
at no rich heiresses for the preser
z But l have made false step he,
on must 60 among the elite, whe
=, there is large money. When 20