Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1939-03-03
NEMVOY EXTRAOPDuNA
By E.PHILLIPS' OPPENHEIM
CHAPTER 6

CHAPTER 6
you have the reputation, Lord
Natresser," Van Westrheene said, "of
being great traveller"
"Then my reputation bellies me-
was the dry response. English coun-
try life becomes at times monotonous
and one is glad then to disappear fol-
= time, but my journeyings are all
within a certain orbit. have never
climbed an unknown mountain or nam
ed a newly discovered lake."
Mijnheer van Westrheene stroked
his sharply pointed beard thoughtful
" His blue eyes were fixed upon his
host.
~You have not then, gather, the
same tastes as your father" he OBJ
served. eff my memory serves me
he was Ambassador at st Peters
burg in the old days and after that at
Rome"
"My father was considered a bril-
liant diplomat, "Matresser replied. HE
was also a considerable figure in the
political world, which could never
be. had a brother with brains who
might have gone in for that sort OF
thing, but we lost him during the
war"
Van Westheene rose to his feet. He
bowed to Yates, who took his glass
from him.
my congratulations to you," ne
said. 81 have never tasted better
cocktail"
"You are very kind, sir" was the
gratified reply.
81 will give myself the pleasure
of returning your call within the next
few days." Matresser said. 1--WE have
rather a houseful now and It is diff
cult to get away. Thursday, if you
can shoot, 1 will send car for you
at ten o'clock. You will dine with us
afterwards, trust. My mother, am
sure, would be delighted"
Van Westrheene did not hesitate
for a second. He accepted promptly.
"It will give me great pleasure"
he said solemnly, ''to meet her lady
ship, your mother"
He crossed the floor towards the
door-a huge, impressive figure who
seemed somehow or other to dwarf
all the contents of the room. On the
threshold he turned and bowed again.
The footman who had been summon
ed closed the door. Matresser remain
ed for several moments silent, listen
ing to his firm footsteps upon the
hard oak stairs. He turned to Yates.
what about that, my astute Sec
retary?"
81 think that before he leaves
Henry Yates replied, "he will give us
something to think about
Nothing but their natural good
breeding and a certain sense of stupe-
faction kept Matressers guests gath
cred together at fixed rendezvous
within the Park, in a sober frame of
mind when Mr.. Jan van Westrheene
joined the group on Thursday morn
ing. He seemed to disentangle him.
self inch by inch from the interior
of the torpedo shaped racing car
which had fetched him from the har-
Dor until at last the whole six foot
seven inches of him stood-a strange
and towering figure the by
no means understood group of men
which comprised the house party. His
costume and outfit, too, seemed to add
to the unusualness of his appearance.
He wore short doublebreasted shoot
trimmed with thick fur, beneath which
his legs, clad in tight riding breeches
and CATERS appeared, their notable
length unduly exaggerated and the
CATERS themselves overlapping pair
of wonderful Hessian boots. His hat
was a dark green Homberg felt, or
namented with a row of woodcock pin
feathers on the one side and single
cocks feather on the other. He wore
his usual eyegIass and a fixed con-
traction of the lips-a Satyr-ike Carl
cature of smile. He was pleased to
see everybody. He had hung cart
ridge bag, which must have contained
nearly three hundred cartridges, over
his shoulder. He protested smilingly