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Show j Mr. Barnes,! American Arcbibald Clavering Guuter A Sequel to Mr. Barnes of New York if Author of "Mr. Burnet of New York." "Mr. Potter of Teiee." 'That Frenchmen," Etc I J Coprrlgbt, 1907, IKxld Mead 4 Co., N. V. SYNOPSIS. niirton It. names, a wealthy American toiirltitc Corsica, nwura tlm yimni; Kiik-llsli Kiik-llsli tlciitctnint, IMwunl Qeruril Anntruth-cr, Anntruth-cr, mill Ills CurBlciiii lirlilo, Marina, ilmiRliter of tho Panlls, from tlm mur-ilermi!t mur-ilermi!t venilettn, iiiuU'rstnnillnR that IiIh rewnril Is to bo the liatul of tlio Klrl he lovu.M, Knld Anstrutlier. sister of tho Knir-llsh Knir-llsh lieutenant. Tho four Hy from Ajai-clp Ajai-clp to Marseilles on board tho French steamer Coimiinllne. The vi;pdgtta pursues pur-sues ami as tho quartet Are about to board tho train for London at Marseilles, Marina Is haniled a mysterious note which causes her to collapse and necessitates necessi-tates a postponement of tho Journey. Karnes Bets part of tho mysterious note ami receives letters which Inform htm that ho Is marked by the vendetta. IIo employs an American iloteetlve nnd plans to beat tho vendetta at their own (jame. For the purpose of nocnrlnn tho safety of the women Ilarites arrunKfs to have Lady Chartrls leaso a secluded villa nt Nice to which tho party Is to bo taken In a yacht. CHAPTER II. Continued. The American's plan, as he whispers It to Emory, Is so adroit that the detective de-tective emits a triumphant whistle, and says: "Geo whiz, Just tho Ideal" "Uverythlng must bo ready for tonight," to-night," directs Humes. "No other Cor-slcan Cor-slcan steamer than the ono on which wo arrived will come to-day. Uy tomorrow to-morrow I hope to havo tho ladles reasonably rea-sonably beyond pursuit." "All right. I think I can fix It for you." "Meantime," says Harnes, "seo If you can And what cables bearing on this tnattor have been received from Ajncclo and to whom ndilressed." "That will bo dllllcnlt!" "Not If you glvo the telegraph clorks enough money." "Yes, most anything can ho dono tho way you spend money, Mr. Harnes." This last Issues from Emory's smiling lips ns tho American Is writing n check. "I'll report progress to you not later than ono p. m.; that'll glvo you time for your arrangements." Coming from this to tho Grand hotel, Harnes shortly strolls Into Lady Chartrls' Char-trls' parlor and has an Interview with that matron which plnccs her In tho seventh heaven of delight. "You think of going to Nice?" ho suggests; ho would havo proposed some littlo Italian watering place, hut knows thnt tho widow will only consider con-sider tho spot whero Van Hulow, tho young Gorman diplomatist. Is located. "Yes, I'vo concluded to remain thcro a few weoks until the season absolute ly ends," responds Lady Chartrls, ' only tho good hotels aro so cruelly expensive." expen-sive." "Well, thcro nro sonio lovely and retired re-tired villas on tho littlo Hay of Vlllo-frnnche, Vlllo-frnnche, n 20 minutes' carriage drl"o from tho Promenade des Anglais. Supposing Sup-posing you engngo ono?" "Do you think I'm a Croesus!" screams tho widow In horror. "Do you want to ruin mo? Do you suppose I havo your pocketbook, Mr. Harnes of Now York?" "That's exactly what I want you to suppose, my dear Lady Chartrls. I'll pay for tho villa; you occupy It. In about a weelc from now, Mrs. An-struthcr An-struthcr and probably Knld will bo your guests; perhaps Kilwln and I also for a littlo whllo. Hut you aro to say nothing about thnt. You'll keep Tomp-sou, Tomp-sou, Kuld's maid, nnd tnko her on with you. Tho villa Is to bo rented by you and entirely in your name." "And you pay tho running expenses?" "With pleasure." "Oh, Mr. Harnes, how mugnlllccntly generous." "Don't leavo hero earlier than tho day after to-morrow. In fnct. that Is tho day you must leavo, but make your arrangements quickly after you roach Nlco. You'll havo no troublo In .hiding .hid-ing nn unoccupied villa nt Vlllo-francho; Vlllo-francho; It's so near tho end of tho season. Ho sure Its grounds run to tho water and have n landing place. You will say nothing of our going to Nlco to anyone especially your child," he remarks, commandlngly, temporlng his words, howover, hy adding: "Maud Is too young to keep a secret." "Yes, childish tongues will habblo," smllos tho widow as Hurton goes moodily away. Mr. Harnes' features uro still very solemn, as early in the afternoon, after uuothor lntorvlow with Emory, ho says to Enid, who Is In consultation with him: "You think Marina is well onotigh to he conveyed In n carriage a mllo or two?" "Why, cortnlnly, sho Is out of hod now. Don't fenr for nor courngo as regards re-gards herself, Hurton. It Is my brother broth-er tho dear girl Is alarmed for." "This morning," remarks tho Amor-lean, Amor-lean, under his breath, "I had hoped, with Edwin's aid, to get you,. Enid and Marina to England, whero three or four London bulldog detectives and tho fear of the Hrltlsh hatmmau would ha'p probably kept Mrs. Anstrutlier iM' fiom murderous pursuit until I had settled tho affair. Hut now this ; devilish letter Iwb given her such a shock thnt we daro not Immediately subject her to the fatigue of tho long railway Journey to I)ndon." I As he shows It to them and thoy try to decipher It, Harnes hastily explains how ho had purchased the mutilated letter from Maud Chartrls with mar-rons mar-rons glaces. , "And that awful child concealed It j from us!" cries Enid. "Her mother I should be told Immediately." i "What, and have Lady Chartrls rush tremblingly back to Iondon when, without danger to herself, sho can do I us a grand turn In Nice." I "In Nlco? How?" Enid asks, nston- ' Ishod. "Tell you In a minute," replies her llance. "Tho fourth quarter probably contains the Infernal portion that caused tho bride's alarm for you, Edwin, Ed-win, for her fears I know are not so much for herself, ns for you. Now I, with your assistance, am going first to make Enid nnd Marina safe." "How?" demands the English girl, whoso face has grown pallid. "Hy Lady Chartrls. She's going to take a secluded, water-washed villa at Vlllefrancho In her own name. Houso rentals have to be reported to tho municipal mu-nicipal ofllclnls. With tho nnmo of Lady Chartrls attached to It, no one will guoss that wo will occupy It!" "Hut Prunella Chnrtrls would fly from a vendetta as sho would from the smallpox," says Edwin. "Quicker!" cries Enid. "Quito right, but Prunella Chartrls shan't hear of a vendetta. We'll turn up at Vlllefrancho, Edwin, In nbout four days, leavo the Indies there, amply am-ply guarded, and then you and I, my Jolly oeadog, will turn out attention to our Corslcan friends. Wo will bo footloose, foot-loose, and can do tho hunting and killing, kill-ing, If necessary, and settlo tho affair lu some way definitely and forever." names', mnnnor is lighter than his heart. "You'll find mo with you," answers tho English nontenant. "This Is tho second time, becauso sho loved me, that my brldo has been driven to despair. de-spair. Hut how do you expect to get Enid nnd Marina from Marseilles unnoticed un-noticed by tho peoplo that aro already hunting us, to tho villa near Nice?" "What do wild nnlmals do when they nro hunted? Take to tho water!" re-marks re-marks Hurton. "That leaves no trail. Do you think, Anstrutlier, that you can navigate n yacht?" "Do you think thnt you can shoot n pistol straight?" growls tho Hrltlsh naval olllcer. "Very well. A yncht will bo waiting for us, engaged by Emory. There will bo nothing but English seamen on board, not over mnny of them. We'll put tho girls on board to-night. Wo'ro both armed and our party will not be noticed driving on tho Prado, whero evorybody drives. In n littlo bay, as I have arranged It, off tho Cornlcho road, near tho Halns du Houcas Hlanc, a boat will bo wnltlng. Thoro we'll put tho ladles on board and sail away. Then who'll ho nhlo to tell whero wo go to?" Edwin rises, but nt tho door, which hnd been left open so that tho gentlemen gentle-men could keep their eyo on'thn pas- Then Mr. Anstruther Walks Off, Leav-Ing Leav-Ing Mr. Darnes Confronted with a Young Lady Whose Lilies Havo Changed to Roses and the Greatest Temptation of His Life sago to Marina's room, ho turns, and noting Harnes' longing eyes directed townrd his sister, says with sailor hluntness: "Old man, you seem to think of overybody but yourself In this matter. Aro you aware that this projected pro-jected crulso won't pormit you nnd Enid to bo spliced in London In threo i days from now?" "I had not forgotten that," ropllos Hurton. "How could I?" His eyes still on his beautiful flancoo, who, notwithstanding not-withstanding her anxiety and trouble, looks lovoly as a goddess and tempting as a nymph. "Well," nays tho sailor, "wo Jack-tars Jack-tars havo a custom of getting married beforo wo start on a crulso. There aro ministers In Marseilles ns woll as London." Then Edwin Anstrutlier walks off, leaving Mr. Harnes confronted con-fronted with a young lady whoso lilies havo changed to roses and the greatest great-est temptation of his life. Tho poor follow thinks of tho damnable document he has In his pocket, proclaiming death to tho tin-fortuato tin-fortuato woman who marries him; ho remembers Mateo's horrlhlo statements state-ments ns to tho fato of females marrying marry-ing Into a blood feud and forces tho desire from his eyes. His embarrassment Is IncreasM hy tho superb niaunor of his fiancee. Without n word sho walks up to Harnes and unaffectedly tenders lilu her Hps. "Don't think mo forward," sho whlB pers sweetly, "but If you think you can tako better care of mo ns your wife-" If you feel very much disappointed al tho the delay." Her words aro fal tcred out bashfully. The accursed warning threatening death to her ho marries rustles in his pocketbook ns he crushes her tc Ills breast. It stays tho mad rush ol his passion. Ho forces himself tc calmness nnd whispers, his face palo his lips contotted: "For God's sake don't misunderstand me. I love yoc moro deatly than ever, but until this affair is settled, It would be an Infamj If 1 married you." "Good heavens! You fear they ore going to kill, you?" "No, If thcro Is any killing to ba dono, I proposo to do It." For nn Instant In-stant ho Is about to show hor tho Infernal In-fernal document. His hand Is already on his breast pocket, when It stops, palsied. Harnes remembers the Im pulslve courago of his betrothed. "My Lord, It she saw this," ho thinks, "Enid would Insist on marrying mo oft-hand. oft-hand. She'd think It her duty to starW ns my wifo In the front of tho sklrm Ish and defy them." IIo says slowly, almost brokenly: "You must trust ma in this matter, dear one. Only novet doubt my love." "Oh, that would bo too horrlblo," sho falters, "nurtou, that would break my heart. You know moro about the affair than I. You nro tho best Judge." Her Hps aro tendered to him again, but Harnes notes with a sigh their saluto Is colder, and that tears aro vory noar tho dlvlno eyes of Enid Anstrutlier. Away from him, sho wrings her whlto hands, and In tho solitude ot her chamber, walls: "Oh, everything seems to bo changed since yesterday." Then tho natural prldo of tho maiden coming to her, sho says haughtily to herself: "Tho next proposition as to tho naming of the wedding day shall como from you, Mr. Darnes ot New York. CHAPTER III. Playing the Enemies' Game. Mr. Harnes attempts to forget his postponed nuptials In arranging tho details of his darling's safety. Emory shortly brings to him an old canceled check upon a branch of the Credit Lyonuals bearing tho signature of Correglo Clprlauo Danclln, but comparing compar-ing It with Marina's mutilated noto nnd also tho warning sent to him, tho Amorlcan canuot be certain of the handwriting. "Perhaps It has been disguised In both tho epistles," suggests tho detective, detec-tive, nnd continues IiIh report. "As far as I can find from a clerk In tho telegraph tele-graph office, Huo do la Republic, that 1 havo sometimes hired beforo In such matters, there was a long cable camo from Bernardo Sallcctl nt Ajacclo to Correglo Danclln lato yesterday evening. even-ing. It stated that you and your pnrty woro to arrlvo on tho Constnntlno; that you by your arts hnd murdered his brother, nnd that Madame Anstrutlier, An-strutlier, for tho defense of her husband hus-band against tho Just vengeanco ot Tomnsso Monaldl, had produced his shooting by Do Bolloc's cavalrymen. This Is only ns tho oporntor rem em-bored em-bored It. My emissary didn't daro to try and get n dtipllcnto of tho dispatch, which was already on file. Tho French government keeps a sharp eyo upon its telegraph offices." "Isn't It eurlous," asks Hurton, "that thcro Is no account yet of the Co.rslcan tragedy In tho French Journals hero?" "Politics!" answers the detective "Thoro is nn election hero shortly, and thoy fear somo complication with tho English government. I doubt It you will hear of the affair In an official way at all events not till nfter the election for deputies. Perhaps that's whnt makes young Sallcctl so eager to do you up. If ho stood as a representative repre-sentative ot tho tlino-honorcd vendetta every rustic commuuo in Ills Island would glvo him Its voto." "That being the case," says Harnes, "we havo only ourselves to rely upon. Hnvo you mndo all nrrangemonti about tho yacht?" (TO IIK CONTINUED.) |