The Bozeman courier. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1919-1954, 1926-05-21

Paris. He's here to oppose that concession
scheme on the ground that it is a big
steal"
1 nodded. what is GOransko. anyhow
Nobody seems to know much about his
origin. I've heard &c said that he's a Jesuit
apOstate, who for some reason was ex-
Belled from the order. Others claim he's
a reformed Albanian bandit, a ci-devant rOi
deS mOntagnes, and still others that he's
the left-handed son Of a fOrme European
monarch. / should say, though, that he's
just one Of those occasional free lance So
zeal workers who's trying to do good in
his own way, and has chosen about the
rOughes field in the whole wide world to
do it."
All Of this sounded so interesting that
decided then and there TO try and inter
view this DR.. GOraRskO that same evening,
and to ask him point blank for his Opin-
ion of the karOpOlOus scheme. He might
tell me or he might not, but at any rate
would be making some effort to be Of ser
vice to Jacques.
I had some other foreign news items OF
a fiscal sort to finish and get off that day
so I spent the afternoon writing, and al
about half past seven ! dined chez FOuquei
and afterwards walked down the Avenue
de PAlma to the COurs La Refine, where my
friend told me that DR.. GOranSkO was
stopping in Sir Peter MacIlvaine's private
house. This proved to be quaint and charm.
ing, set well back in the thick foliage of
garden. I was admitted by a sedate Eng
liSh butler, who took my card, glanced a
the name and that of the New York pape
which 1 had the honor to represent, theI
asked me to step in the reception room Of
the ante-cbamber. A few minutes later hC
returned to say that DR.. GOranskO would
be pleased to see me, and ushered me int
a little study, almost an office, in the real
of the house. Here he drew me a chair
saying that Doctor GOranskO would come
in presently.
Several minutes passed. The room de
scribed itself as the small library and hOm'
I q 40 n-a -~anEnma amH~n nn
imagined Sir Peter MacIlvaine to be,
handsome empire desk and bOOkShelVe
filled with works Of reference and trave
and maps and a number of bound reports
of the British Red Cross. The comfortable
chair IN which I sat was at the corner o
the writing desk in front of a fireplace witt
fluted marble pilatsers and a marble man
tie with the usual mirror reaching to tn
ceiling. On the wide mantle was the OLE
fashioned garnituTe de che1inee-a big pOT
phyry clock in the center and heavy can
dlesticks of the same decorative scheme OF
either end.
On the walls were some framed photo
graphic engagements Of groups of Re,
Cross workers and headquarters in tn
Near East.
AS I sat there waiting in a silence tina
was rather heavy and broken only by tn
ticking Of the clock 1 became alive to frs
one then another of two impressions
There was an OdOr in the room that stirre
a recent unpleasant memory, and 1 dis
covered IulS presently 70 De lHdI u III
pungent Turkish or other sort Of cigare
that BOgOrOff had lighted that mOrnin
when Jacques was out Of the room.
Either BOgOrOff had been there not Ion
before or else Doctor GOranskO had tn
same taste for a Balkan smOke-Turkis
and PeriQue, PERHAPS. Then as the clOc
licked away the tagging seconds it struc
me in a subcOnsciOus way, then with tina
curiosity in trifles that one experience
when waiting idly in so silent a place, tina
it licked with a sort Of double punctuation
Of which the beats were not in accord
More as if two clocks, a big one and a Iii
tie one, were ticking side by side. 1t wa
like the impression that everyone has ne
ticed when lying sleeplessly in bed an
listening to a team of horses trOtting 0
Z the pavement of the street, when the ga
Of one a little longer than its mate is fC
a few seconds in step, then gradually beat
half time.
Now why should the clock tick like tina