The Seattle Star Newspaper, October 16, 1922, Page 11

a Fat seeh ine7 pe ess 24 Pa G48 spar sas #97 he ‘ce Vg = From Saturday) Lanyard told him aa ety be sald to have under his feet since Maine, Chateau de Montalata, < Now he found himeet? with a solt- ‘care to nurse, the question:) t had her pillow advised Liane gaa ee going to de exceedingly to learn what she, tn the y of her judgment, had de- te do about this man who In. weusly suggested that she re ite him for saving her lite by| ; him recover the Montalais ‘Op the other hand, since Lanyard | quite decided what he meant to de about Liane in any event, decision really @dn% matter much; and he refused to fret him pelt trying to forecast It, Whatever| might turn out to be, it would Mind bim prepared, he couldn't be} There Lanyard was wrong. Liane| was amply able to .urprise him, and did, Ultimately he felt constrained to concede a touch to gentus In the/ woman; her methods were her own and never poor In boldness and tm-/ agination. j Tt was without ceremony that she walked in on him at length, having kept him waiting so long that he had besun to wonder If she meant} to try on anything as crude as/ abandoning him, and posting off to} Cherborg without a word to seek fancied tmmunity in New York, | while he remained in an empty house without money, papers of) | Mentification, or even fit clothing | for the street; for, on coming out ‘of his bath, Lanyard had found all! of these things missing, the valet | de chambre presumably having made off with his evening clothes, _ to have them pressed and repatred. Liane was dressed for traveling, Decomingly if with a sobriety that went oddly with her cultivated Deaute du diable, and wore besides @ habit of preoccupation which, one | Was left to assume, exoused the tn- formality of her unannounced en- trance. “Well, my dear friend™ she sald) gravely, halting by the bedside. “It's about time,” Lanyard re torted. “I was afraid you might be grow. } gent for absently. “1 minute now. that.” “You mean i Faq . 3* H Hy | ih] i everything you could possibly re.” of you,” “It's awfully sporting Lanyard insisted. “Altho {t makes one feel—you know—not quite re- spectable, However, tf you will be 4 It was Nancy’s turn to sing a song. ‘Wick had been singing about the (O04 fairies who had helped them on thelr adventures. __ Nancy and Nick, you know, were 0M their way to Fairyland, riding tn ‘& Magic automobile. They were very “I'l sing a song now, Nickie,” | Bnghea Nancy. Shall it be about? Oh, yes, I know. TM sing about the bad fairies who Reve tried to stop us on our travels.” Bo she began: Oh, Twelve Toes, the Sorcerer, lives in a cave, He realty docen't know how to be | Be J Practices magic with hop toads and lizards, An thinks he's the smartest of all the 014 wizards, “His cousin, the dream-maker, ives OD & star, Bile name's Kena Meena, he’s known ‘. near and far, } fashions queer dreams with my ski and cunning, ‘ ee whan ee “Twelve Toes, the Sorcerer, lives in a cave” “Down deep in @ valley lives Halloo- Ho's been living there since a long Ho fools with the echoes and changes Til you're mixed “Let's see, what | “There's Comet-Legs, too, who rides One minute he's near, the next min- He fools with the weather, tampers And he never seems tired from Bep- have, “another bad fairy ts Mr, Light Who 1s always in trouble wherever And then there is Mr. Flap-Doodla, ‘The mischievous fairy, ) gracious as to suggest that your valet de chambre return my pockot- book and passportea , . .” “t have them here," The woman turned over the missing articles. “But,” she demanded with an tn- terest which was undissembied if tarty fm finding expression, “how are you feeling today? “Oh, quite fit, thank you.” “In good spirit, I know, that wound—? Lanyard chose to make more of that than it deserved; one couldn't tell when an interesting disability might prove useful, “I have to be & bit careful,” he confessed, cover. ing the seat of injury with a tender hand, “but it's nothing like #0 troublesome ag It was last night.” "IT am glad. You feel able to travel? “Travelt™ Lanyard made a face of dismay. “But one ts eo delight. fully at ease here, and since the Prefecture cannot possibly suspect . «+ Are you then In such haste to be rid of me, Liane?’ “Not at all. It is my wish and intention to accompany you." “Well, let us trust the world will de broadminded about it And— pardon my not rising—won't you sit down and tell me what ft ts el! about?” “I have eo little time so many things to attend to.” Nevertheless, Liane found herself ® chair and accepted a cigaret. (‘Dots one infer that we start on our travels today?’ But “Within the hour; tn fact, as go @s you are decently clothed.” “And where do we go, mademot- seller” “To Cherbourg, there to take steamer for New York.” Fortunately it was Lanyard’s ove to register shook; tt would bave cost him something to have kept secret his stupefaction. bands, while his respect for Liane grow by bounds, She had succeeded that aloaked Itself In such anomalous semblance of good faith? She had not known ® hundred devices to keep it from his knowledge. And now she not only confessed It openly, but invited him to go with her! of Paris. I have used it, What I have learned—{ shal! not tell you how, specifically—enables me to as., abashed and humbi: tion of such pment a ac “You eee, you do not know ma Monsieur, But you shall know me better before we ere finished.” “One does not question that.” Nor nightmare comes running. Hallo, time ago, them round, up about every sound, completely on a star, ute he's far, too with the Moon, tember to June. Fingers, he lingers, my dears, who flies He sank back! upon his pillows and waggled feeble| lone off one’s feet.” | Yo no longer doubt my devotion, THE SEATT THE DOCTOR 15 AN EXPERT i} ANALNS'G AND WHILE IN | “TOWN WISHES “To USE A SECTION OF OUR CELLAR “D WORK OUT A NEW “THEORY oN BACILLARY FERMENTATION™ WOULD Nou BE SO KIND AS“TO ORDER US A BUSHEL OR “Wo OF GRAPES, WHICH ARE A VITAL FACTOR FoR “HE SUCCESS OF THIS ABSORBING EXPERIMENT = “THE ONLY WAY You AND DR. SWALT CAN EVER GET N “THE CELLAR WAS ; Ir S. HOOPLE } i know?” “Tell me who left the doors open for him tast night, and I will an- swer that question.” The woman | looked more than ever frightened, | but shook her head. “You didn’t fail to question the servants this | morning, yet learned nothing?” “It was impossible to fix the | diame...” “Have you usea@ all your tntelll- gence, I wonder?” “What do you mean?” “Have you reflected, since Dupont “Tomorrow, from Cherbourg, at eight in the morning.” “Well, tomorrow, then: but how am I to get my passport vied?” “I have seen to that If you will look over your papers, monsieur, you will eee that you are no longer Paul Martin aliaa Andre Duchemin, but Paul Delorme, my invalid) brother, still suffering from honor- able wounds sustained In the great) wer and ordered abroad for his) health.” got in after you came home, his To this Lanyard, hastily verifying | accomplice tn your household ts her statement by running an eye| most probably one of those who thru the.paseport, found nothing up at that hour, Who were more appropriate than a wondering ” “Mon dieu!” ‘Only two. The footman, Leon “Bo you eee, everything ts ar)...” |ranged. What haye you to say?’ | “You trust him? | “Only that mademoiselle eweeps| “Not altogether, Now you make me think, I ehall discharge him when I leave, without notice.” “Wait. Who else?” “Marthe, my maid.” “You have confidence tn her loy- | you complain about that? my gratitude?” “Do not believe me capable of such stupidity!” alty?” “That is very well, then. Now I) “Impltait, She has been with me must run.” Llane Delorme threw) for years.” away her clgaret and rose, “I have| Lanyard sald “Open that door!’ thousand things to do..., And,|!" @ tone sharp with such authority you understand, we leave as soon|that Liane Delorme instinotively you are dressed?” obeyed, and the woman whom Lan- Perfectly. By what train?® yard hed seen that morning com “By no train. Don't you know) ‘oe down the stairs with the lighted there Is @ strike today? What have| candle entered rather precipitately, you been reading in those newspa-| carrying over one arm an evening pers? It is necessary that we mo-| Wrap of gold brocade and fur. tor to Cherbourg.” “Pardon, madame,” she murmured, “That 1s no Iittle journey, dear|®74 paused, Aside frém the awk- sister.” wardness of her entrance, she be- “Three hundred and seventy kilo. | trayed no confusion, “I was about meters?” Liane Delorme held thin|to knock and ask if madame wished equivalent of two hundred and thir-| me to pack this. , .” ty English miles in supreme con-| “You know very well I shall need tempt. “Wo shall make it in etght|!t” I4ane said ominously, A look hours.q We i at four at Intest,|from Lanyard checked a tirade, or midnight we are, ™ore exactly compressed it into a ou shall seo. single word: “Imbectie!” “It I survive ,. .” “Yes, madame.” “Have no fear. My ahauffeur| Marthe hinted at rather than exe drives superbly.” cuted a courtesy and withdrew. Li- She was at the door when Lan- yard stayed her with “One moment, reapproached the bed, trembling | with an anger that rendered her for. Liane!’ With fingers resting lightly on the knob she turned. gwetful, so that she elapsed into “speak English,” he requested} !rench, “You think she was listening? “English, please!’ To this Liane added a slight shrug. briefly. “What about Dupont?” Simple mention of the man was enough to make the woman wince and lose color, Before she replied "It 19 hard to believe,” I4ane Tanyard saw the tip of her tongue) @verred unhappily, “After all these furtively moisten her lips, years... I have been kind th that one, too!* “Ah, well! at least you know now she will bear watching. You mean to take her with you?” “I did, until this happened. We “Well, and what of him?” “Do you imagine he has had enough?” “Who knows? I for one shall with his ears.” Nancy sang on and on, but I’ve no more room to tell you. (To Be Continued) be whistles the| (Copyright, 1042, by Koattle Star) Wate s feel safe from him only when I knew he ts in the Sante or his grave.” “Suppose he tries to follow un to Cherbourg or to stop us ‘on the quarreled about tt, last night. 1 think she has a lover here in Paris and doesn't want to leave him.” AN THROAT SPECIALIST} ane shut the door behind her, and) “And now will you tell me that/further disloyalty may have pre- oe x! Dupont knows nothing of your dul pared for per” . LE STAR BY AHERN DIZZY HEAD NTH’ CELLAR Now |S BY 4 Nose BUMPING IT —\ BOTTLES THE MATOR'S PLANS ——- | | | | ‘ar. * Dad4y came m1 with a look had that boy-look which he quite often wears, and which usuaily means teasing. Peggy, being wiser than most, asked no ques tions, but guve him a regular bear hug, and stood off and walt 4 expectantly. David—being @ regular boy— asked, “Im it candy, daddyt” “Candy? scoffed daddy, “Ts what candy? Come, let mo feel your head, son; must be some- thing wrong with it, Look, fair lady, and listen,” he sald) twink- ling at mother-dear, “The boy looks at me and aske—In it candy? Now, what can he mean by that.” Motherdear stopped and whis- pered to David, “Ask him where he has been today?” “Oh! David cried, “I know, It's @ story, Tell It, dad, tell itl I hope It has a lot of pep tn tt. You look that way.” “You know that sheriff,” began daddy, “the one who caught all the runaway rogues and clapped them back into the old jail? Well, I heard the story today of why he was mado sheriff of Plerce county, when he was just @ little bit more than a boy. tention to motor to Cherbourg to- Disconsolate, Tdahe and, rest- ing an elbow on the arm, cupped her chin in one hand, “Now I dere not go,” she mused aloud. “Yet I must... What am I to do?” “Courage, little sister! It is I who have an idea.” Liane lifted a gaze of mute Inquiry, “I think we are now agreed it rests between Marthe and the footman Leon, this treach- ery.” Sho assented, “Very well. Then let them run the risks any +) te AGRI Wait Till the Bill Comes In Seattle coom the news that great quan- tittes of gold had been found tn the Fraser river. They told fas cinating stories about yellow nug gests which lay in the sand of the river bed like common pebbles; of sand which glittered and shone with millions of particles of pure gold. “Men went wild; fortunes as near as the Fraser river, which v could be picked up im @ man's bare hands!" “Where ie the Fraser river, daddy?” David interrupted, “In British Columbia. Don’t you remember, son? We crossed it at New Westminster when we to Vancouver If you'll get your map you will see that !t starts high up in the Canadian Rockies and if you have any plotures of it you'll find that it races down e@ rocky drove over summer. canyon, and you can just tmagino how hard {tt would be to follow such a river, “But elther those pioneer men didn't know or else they didn’t care what sort of hard things wey had to overcome to get to the gold, for about a dozen went from Steilacoom, Btephen Judson the youngest of the bunch.” THE OLD HOME TOWN MAYBE “THEY BELONG To MARSHAL OTEY WALKER. WHO IS REPORTED MISSING. - & * i “e Page 808 WHY THEY CHOSE HIM “In the early epring of 1858 the about him of having concealed! Wud Pigeon brought to Stella treasure on his person, Also ho| (To Be Continued) Tho “I do not understa: the journey?” “In the touring car, which follows us with our luggage.” “It is fast, this touring cart “The best money can buy.” “Now tell moe what you know about the chauffeur who drives the limousine?” “He is absolutely to be trusted.” “You have had him long in your employ 3 es TTT nee CM woman hesitated, looked “What automobile are you using for our trip this afternoon? “My lmousine for you and me." “And Marthe: how ts she to make last PAGE 11 BY STANLEY | | } Always Tett/ne.; ||\Aseorr “os \“OPERATION: \vT woucD, EHS WELL, YoURe NOT ux OF DANGCR Yer itt Uttle sister, And the driver of the touring car are you sure of him?” “I think 80, But you do not tell me what you have in mind.” “Simply this: At the last moment you will decide to take Leon with you. Give him no more time than he needs to pack a handbag. Trump up some excuse and let him follow with Marthe...” (Continued Tomorrow) The natives of Ayon island, Lanyard had the grace to keep a/ miles west of Bering strait, do traight face, He nodded gravely.}know their own ages—but they Kou make Ab Al perfectly clear] qld people as an act pf mergry aside, bit her lp. “As a matter of fact, monsieur,” she said hastily, trying to cover her loss of countenance with rapid speech—"it is the boy who drove us thru the Cevennes, Monsieur Monk asked me to keep him pending his return to France, ,You understand, he ts not to be away long--Monsieur Monk--only a few weeks; so it would have been extravagant to take Jules back to America for that littie time. You see?” 700 not All - ~