White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1935-03-28

Jordan reveals his hope The doctor
| is skeptical but for Toms sake, hope
full. Jessica tells them of an encoun-
ter she has with an ill-mannered sailor
| and Toms ire is aroused Two French
| men, the comte de Corlay and his son
| Robert, make their appearance. The
story continues:
Both strangers were neatly dressed,
| as if for the deck of an ocean liner.
The older man was in gray tweeds
| with hat to match and a long cape
| thrown back over his shoulders and
| buttoned behind. The younger wore a
blue serge suit and a yachting cap.
He was holding box compass in both
hands, while the elder was examin-
| ing, with intense eagerness, a half
| rolled chart.
/ Catching sight of Doctor White and
Tom they raised their hats in formal,
courteous way, exchanged word or
two, then began to make their way to
the shore.
AS they drew near Doctor White
perceived that the elder wore the ro-
settle of officer, and the younger the
red ribbon of chevalier of the Legion
d 'Honneur. Even without being in ia
vor of their errand and ready to bristle
instantly because of their intrusion on
Jessica, both Doctor White and Tom
were conscious of something likeable
about their handsome, well-bred faces
Coming close, they paused and the
elder of the strangers said in scarcely
accented English, II hope, sir, that we
have not done so moch wrong in
trespass'?'
mo, you are entirely at liberty to
land, gentlemen" responded Doctor
White, albeit in tone that bespoke
more courtesy than cordiality
"But we must apologize for having
disturb the young lady. Unfortunately
we do not see her until too late You
will permit we introduce ourselves? I
am the Admiral Comte de Corlay, of
the French navy, retired, and this is
| my son Robert, lieutenant of the
French navy, on six months leave"
| Doctor White returned the introduce
| ton. The younger De Corlay, who had
rather merry, mischievous face,
smiled. When he spoke it was in per-
feet English, with an extraordinary and
at times comical mixture of British
] and American idiom.
Il say he remarked, II hope you
don't think we're spies. You must Won
der what we're doing here"
Tom spoke up. "Ill bet I can make
a close guess, Lieutenant"
Robert looked amused. well, what
then Mr.. Jordan?" he asked.
| you've come to try to locate the
French corvette Fourquet that struck
this ledge out here and sank, quite a
good many years ago."
The effect of this speech was start
ling. Robert and his father exchanged
a glance of astonished dismay. Both
faces seemed to harden Roberts
whitening a little under it's olive tan
Then the count asked slowly, as if
with some effort, And why should you
think such thing, MONSIEUR"
We'll Count, I guess it's because
I happen to be looking for her myself
Doctor White, observing the consterna-
ton in both of the strangers faces,
gave a short laugh He was rather
| glad that Tom had laid this first card
on the table.
About an hour ago, gentlemen, be-
fore we learned that you were here"
ne remarked, Mr.. Jordan told me of
his premonition that others were all
ready on the field with the same OBJ
ject in view. He asked me if I be-
lleved in mental radio telepathy"
"Sapristi," murmured the count. ut
can be not SO moch else?"
But why should you want to locate
this messy old hulk?" Robert asked.
She must be the barnacles' breakfast