Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1939-03-10
NENVOY EXTRAORDINARILY
BY E.PHILLIPS' OPPENHEIM

Hatherley Hall. That long chap wht
looks after your Merton beat had just
got back from leaving the doctor some
pheasants and heard the news from
the housekeeper."
A mighty figure, his wine glass II
hand rose from a distant place ane
approached the spot where his hos'
was seated. With a stiff comprehen'
sive bow, he sank into vacant place
"You will perhaps pardon me If
Join you," he said. 81 was interested
or should I say grieved to hear that
one of my fellow victims of Mon
day nights storm was dead"
"Mr. van Westrheene," Matressel
explained to the others around
drought fifty-ton ketch into port
in the midst Of that storm the Other
night. Quite an achievement, but he
and his men all got a little knocked
about"
II myself have recovered" var
Westrheene announced. IA slight
sprain-not more. My steward, how.
ever, must go to the hospital. This
poor fellow who has died was injur-
ed by a fallen tree, I heard it said
"That is what we understand
Matresser agreed.
Bemrose leaned forward in his
place. Like all the other guests he
was intrigued by this tawny Viking
"In what part of Holland do you
live, Mr.. van Westrheene," he asked
81 have shot there twice with my
friend Baron de Buyl."
~ own property some forty miles
from the de Buyl Estates" was the
measured reply, 81 am, however, sell
dom there. I have interests in other
countries. Only lately I returned
from a seven months cruise. I am
fond of the sea-"
"Do any deep sea fishing 2"
"Off the coast Of New Zealand"
Mr.. van Westrheene recounted, 81
have landed two tuna fish Of between
five and six hundred pounds each. II
is dangerous sport but it lacks va
riety."
"Tell U.S." Bemrose asked, "what
then is your favorite sport, van
Westrheene You have shot lions
without doubt"
"And every description of wild
beast" was the deep throated reply,
GAS to my. favorite sport, you ask
me a difficult question"
It was probably by chance just at
that moment that he looked across
the table straight into the eyes Of his
host. The hesitation became a pause
There was a little culver at the cor
ners Of Matresser's lips,
Perhaps" the latter said Ito an
swer that question Mr.. van Westr-
heene you would require a definition
of sport"
To all appearance, Mr.. van West
heene remained the weather battered
sphinx with unchanging expression.
There was no sign of discomposure
in his smooth face. His fixed eye
glass seemed as though it had been
there since the day of his birth and
would remain without culver until
the day of his death. Even his deep
voice when he answered retained its
toneless quality.
"The end Of all sport" he pronoun-
ced "as sport is understood by man,
is to kill"
There was little murmur of quail
fled dissent.
"I beg your lordship's pardon" the
old butler announced, "but DR.. An
drews assured me that the message
was an urgent one. Will you speak
to him for a minute"
"May I ask to be excused for a mo-
ment?" Matresser begged. "You all
know your way about, I think. Don't
hurry them off, Bemrose, but I dare
say the ladies would like some bridge.
There's the billiard room going, too,
and the radio. I shall only be few
minutes. Andrews seems to want a
little advice"
"Is it that I can be of any assis-
tance?" Mr.. van Westrheene asked,
and if it was possible for expression
to creep into his steely voice there
was a certain usefulness in it.
Matresser shook his head.
"It is merely an official decision"
I expect" he replied. 81 am chair
man of the Bench of Magistrates for
this division of the County and An
drews naturally does not want to make