The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1924-05-08
CHAPTER II
The Departure.

y. ne DepdFIur0.
That evening Jack received a brief
note from Preston. 1t said:
81 learn that youig Clarke is very
Ill. I think you would better get out
of England for fear of what may come.
A trial would be apt to cause embar-
rassment in high places. Can l give
you a~ssistance?"
Jack returned this note by the same
messenger:
Thanks, good friend, 1 shall go as
soon as my business is finished, which
I hope may be tomorrow"
Just before the young man went to
bed a brief note arrived from Margaret.
1t read:
Dearest Jack. My father has
learned Of our meeting yesterday and
of how it came about. He is angry.
He forbids another meeting. I shall
not submit to his tyranny. We must
assert our rights like good Americans.
1 have a plan. You will learn of it
when we meet tomorrow at eleven.
Do not send an answer. Lovingly,
MARGARET"
He slept little, and in the morning
awaited with keen Impotence the hour
of his appointment,
On his way to the place ne heard a
newsboy shouting the word "duel' and
Yankee" followed by the suggestive
statement: "Bloody murder in high
life"
Evidently Lionel Clarke had died of
his wound. He saw people standing in
groups and reading the paper. He be-
gan to share the of Pres
ton and the wise, far-seeing Franklin.
He jumped into a cab and was at the
corner some minutes ahead of time.
Precisely at eleven he saw the coach
draw near. He hurried to It's side. The
footman d~isinounted and opened the
door. Inside ne saw, not Margaret, but
the lady Of the hidden face. You are
to get in, sir, and make q little journey
with the mad ame," said the footman.
Jack got IL to the coach. Its door
closed, the no SEES started with q jump
and he was on his way whittier ne
knew not. Nor did he know the rea-
son for the rapid pace at which the
horses had begun to travel.
IF you do not mind, sir, we will not
lift the shades" said the yelled lady,
as the coach started. "We shall see
Margaret soon, 1 hope"
She had a colorless, cold voice and
what was then known in London as
the 'patrician manner Her tone and
silence seemed to say: Please re-
member this is all a matter of business
and not a highly agreeable business
to me-
"Where is Margaret?" he asked.
"a long way from here. We shall
her at The Ship and Anchor il
.ravesend. She will be making the
by another road"
She had answered in a voice as cold
IS the day and in the manner Of one
who had said quite enough.
'Where is Gravesend?'
"On the Thames near the sea-" she c
briskly, as If in pity of his
ignorance.
He saw the plan now-an admirable
)lan. They were to meet near the
,ort of sailing and be married and go r
board the ship and away. 1t was the /
'lan of Margaret and much better than h
NY he could have made, for he knew b
title Of London and its ports. V
Should l not take my baggage with
.
There is not time for that" the +,
eiled lady answered. eve must make a
aste. / have some clothes for you q
a bag"
She pointed to a leathern case un- :,
er the front seat. I
From that time forward they rode :
a silence broken only by the creak- =
lg of the coach and the sound of the y
hoofs. Darkness had fallen y
hen they reached the little city of Il
The Ship and Anchor stood
Y the waters edge.