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THE WINGHAM TIMES
The
Husbands o
tdith
By GEORGE BARR.M'CUTCU[ON
Copyright by Dodd, Mead & Co.
CHAPTER XIII.
The City Prison.
HE anticlimax had struck the
Hotel Tirol some hours be
fore it came upon Brock and
Miss Fowler, Mr. Gitbeus de-
• manded the person of the man calling
'himself Roxbury Medcroft. The prin-
cipal bank in the city was also repre-
• sented in the company of investigators.
•Likewise there was a laconic gentle-
man from the British office.
Mr. Medcroft was out. Then, they
• agreed, it was necessary to see Mrs.
'Medcroft, or the lady representing her
•self to be' such. Mr. Githens was per-
mitted to go to her rooms in company
with the manager of the hotel. What
•transpired in those rooms dui•iug the
'next fifteen minutes would be quite
impossible to narrate short of an en-
tire volume. Edith promptly collapsed.
• Subsequently she became hysterical.
• She begged for time, and, getting it.
proceeded to threaten every one with
:prosecution.
"I am Mrs. Medcroft!" she declared ,
rlpiteously. "Where is the American con.
isul? I demand the American consul!"
"What has the American government
11$0� do with it?" gruffly demanded Mr.
ithens.
"Mr. -Mr. -the gentleman whom you
.'accuse is an American citizen!" she
• stammered.
"Oho! Then he is not an English -
lanai?"
a "I refuse to answer your questiond.
!You are impertinent I ask you, air,
,as the manager of this hotel, to eject
cihis man from my rooms." The man -
;aged smiled blandly and did not eject
;the man.
"But, madam," he said, "we have a
'light to know who and what you are.
IV Mr. Medcroft is in London this gen-
Itleman `surely cannot be he, the real
Nr. Medcroft We must have an en-
;I,Iatation."
°T11 -I will etplain ev'etything to-
;morrow. Oh, by the way, is there a
rdelegram for me in the office? There
!must be. I've been expecting it all
4day. I telegraphed to London for it."
"There is no telegram down thitlA, .
,'madam."
•
At this juncture Mr. Odell-dai'iaey
;appeared on the scene uninvited, but
twelcome.
' "Wot's all this?" he demanded stern•
tiy. Everybody proceeded at once to
tell him. Somehow he got the drift of
itthe story. "Get out, all of you!" he
4iaid. "I stand sponsor for Mitt. M! -
•,croft. She is Mrs. lifedcroft, hang yet,
air. If you come around here bother -
lag her again I'll knee the law epee
!you. The Medcroftb are English el*
Ssens and"—
"Oh, they are, are they?' sneered•Iit.
,Githens, with a sinister chuckle.
"Wh& ttfe ,devil,'' are you, sir?"
! "I'm from Scotland Yard."
"I thauu'ht so. You've proved it, 'Pon
imy gout. Y am (lilell-Liirney. barley
!you've heard of ale." •
"I know you by sight, sir. But
that"—
"Clever chart, by Joie! Abd theft's
ttno but about it. Mr.—Mr.—never mind
.what it -is. I•don't want to know your
:name. Mrs. Medcroft, Will y'ou permit
vee tp send.. wife -.ug to•gott? Mr.
Was' ll .ori km
'win HEART TROULE -
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the first box Mid
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-
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foo per box, 3 boxes for $l.25, at all
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.
,liiinugec, I. insist that you 'take this
c'nfended rabble down to the office and
tell them to go to the devil! Don't do
it up here; do it down there."
After some further discussion and
protests the Scotland Yard man and his
party left the room to its distracted
mistress. It may be well to remark
for the sake of local color that Tootles
was crying lustily, while Raggles bark-
ed in spite of all that O'Brien could do
to stop him.
Odell -Carney sent his wife to Edith.
A. few minutes later, as he was making
his way to the office, he came upon
Mrs. Rodney and Katherine, hurrying,
white faced, to their rooms.
"Oh. isn't it dreadful?" wailed the
former, putting her clinched hands to
her temples.
"Isn't wot dreadful?" demanded he
brutally.
"About Edith! They're going to ar-
rest her."
"Not if I can help it, madam. Where
is Mr. Rodney?"
"He hasn't anything to, do with it!
We're tis innocent as children unborn.
It's all shocking to us. Mr. Rodney
shouldn't be arrested. His rectitude ie
without a flaw. For heaven's sake,
don't implicate him. He's"—
"Madam, I'm not a policeman," said
Odell -Carney with scathing dignity. "I
want your husband to aid me in hush-
ing. this c'nfended thing."
He started away as Ms. Rodney
came puffing up the stairs. Odell-Car-
ney
dell-Carney changed his mind and waited.
"Where' Edith?" panted Mr. Rod-
ney.
"Good heavens!" groaned his wife,
lowering her vbiee because three cham-
bermaids were looking on from a near-
by turn. "Don't mention that crea-
ture's name. Just think what she's got
us -Into. He Isir't her husband. 'Alfred,
telephone for tickets on tonight's train.
Tomorrow will be too late,, I won't
stay'here ,anetber minute. Everybody
in'the hotel IS talking. Well all be ar-
rested."
But Mr. Reality, for once, Was the
head Of the fatally. He faced her,
sternly.
"Go to your teems,• both of you.
We'll stilt here 'tittt l tide thing is end.
est. I don't jure a Flag what she's
• done, Pm "hot going to desert her."
"But—but he isn't her husband!"
gab led Firs. , Itodney, attack d'nrnb by
this rlekezing rebellion, -
• "Big `hhe's your ct lt, isb't she,
madam?' he retorted with fierce irony.
"I disown herr' wailed his wife, sans
relidoa;. ' '
"Go to your recite" stormed pudgy
Mr. Rddne7. Then, as they slunk
away, hi turned to the approving
Odell -Carney, sticking out his chest a
We, in 'his new' found authority. "1
say, iracy, What's to be done nextt"
"We'll hive it drink first arid then
.see,' be said.
As' they ivere ddierilis the butter a
+'finery voice Itctbsted thehi'ftom''be
farad. Freddie Utsfervelt came up, real
distress in his face.
"I say, Mount: me in On this. I'll btiy;
If I may. I've jest beard the news
frdin the door porter. Beastly shame.
isn't' It? 1. had.dlllle. .L,e, irun..oi er, to
bealr'the bhh'd concert -She's related to
that painter woman, by the way; I
told Katherine She wan. Say, gentle-
men, we'll stand by Mrs.' Medcroft,
won't We? Count hitt in. it 'ft's tine -
thing that money can square I'm here
with a letter of credit six figures long."
"JbiO lis," .skid Odell=Catbey''ivMtaly,
"You're a good sort, atter; all." •
They aht down at a table. Freddie
stood betWeea tlreia, a Irnfd oil the
aitoelder of larch. very s'etlousty lie
'was saving:
"1 say, getttlettieh, we can't 'abandon
a wotnah at 0 time like this. We must
stand together. All true sports and
black sheep should stand together,
tlou't you know."
It is possible thtit Odell -Carney tip-
precured the subtlety of this c'ompli-
timetlt Not to Mr. lioduby.
">S'piii'ts?' block'ttli&ph't [iriftl'•ray`
soul, sir. I don't understand you," he
mumbled. Mr. Rodney, although he
!Wee! from Seattle, 'Sad 'never L•bt'iwn
anything but a clean and unrumpled•
t'onsrience.
Freddie clapped him jovially on the
shonilleh "It's All i ht, 1tr. 'Rodney.
I'll take your word for It. But if we
are "black sheilP "Ivo tihan't be black-
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lack-
W II Attend by the ship.
hOt'at'u,lie.dthe? "em but?'
Mrs, 'Atedcrdit .definite :Mrs. Odell-
t'artley M friendly :offices refused point
blank to discuss the situation. She did
not shite to do or say anything as yet.
Iter busbaed bed got telegraphed tiff
word releasing her from the sorry com-
pact. She loyally decided to stand bf
the agreement no matter what the cost
until she received word from Louder
that he had triumphed or failed in hi
brave fight against the "bloodsuckers.
"I will explain tomorrow, dear Mrs
Odell -Carney," she pleaded.. "Don't
press me now. Everything shall he
right. Oh, bow I wish Constance wets,
here! She understands. But she's we
listening to silly love talk and doesc•
even care what happens to ine. !tm
ton, will you be good enough to spank
Tootles if she doesn't stop that scream-
ing?"
By 9 o'clock that night every one
was discussing the significant disap-
pearance of Constance Fowler and the
fraudulent husband of Mrs. Medcroft.
Just as Mr. Odell -Carney was prepar-
ing to announce to the unfortunate
wife that the couple had eloped in the
most cowardly fashion, Miss Fowler
herself appeared on the scene, dis-
heveled, mud spattered and hot, but
with a look of firm determination In
her face. She burst in upon her sister,
a very angry young person indeed.
"Are we alone?" demanded Miss
Fowler, 'not giving Edith time to pro-
claim her joy at seeing het;. "Well,
I've arranged a way to get him out,"
she went on, her lips set
"Out?" murmured Mrs. Medcroft.
"Of course. We can't let him stay
in there all night, Edith: How much
money have you? Hurry up. please!
Don't stare!"
"In.where? -.Who's; in where?"
"He's in jar! with 'supreme scorn.
"Haven't you beard?"
Mrs: Medcroft began to cry. "Mr.
Brock in jail? Good heavens, what
shall I do? I—I was depending on
him so much. He ought to be here at
this very instant ,What has be been
doing?"
"Edith Medcroft, stop sniffling and
don't think of yourself for awhile. It
will do you a 'great deal of good.
Where's gout thoney?"
"I have a little over 4,000 crowns,"
Edith' murmured helplessly.
"Give it me. quick. There's no time to
waste. I• have about 5,000, its all in
notes, thunk heaven. It isn't quite
enough, but .I'll try to Make it do.
Don't stop me, Edith. I haven't time
to answer questions. He's in jail,
didn't you bear me say? And I love
him!"
"But the—the money. Is it to bail
him out with?"
"Ball? No, my dear, it's to buy him
out with. ' Shl Is there May one in
that roam? Well, then, I'll tell you
something." The heads of the two sis-
ters were gbite dote together. "He's
in a cell at the—the prison hot, or
whhtever you call it in German. It's
jail in English. I have arranged to
bribe one of the jailers—his guard:'
He will let him amine for 10,000
crofts. We must db'it, Edith: Then
Mr, Brock will ride over the 'Brenner
pass and catch a train somewhere be'
fere his escape is discovered. I ex -
"'meet to meet him In Paris clay after to-
morrow. Have you heard from Rox-
bury?"
" 3Qo.t", Welled llokbut'y's. Wife.
"Heel a brute!" stormed. Miss Fow-
ler.
"Constance!" flared Mrs. Medcroft»
ttelias't ft this sign woe majesty.
"Don't t°ei1 anybody," tailed 'Con-
stance as she banged the door behind
her.
Soon after midnight 'a closely veiled
lady drove up to a street corner adja-
cent to the city.prison,' a doiot'oils look-
ing bi'llyding Which thorned up etiti'and
menacing just ahead. She alighted
and, dismissing the cab, strode off
quickly into the side street. At a dis-
tont corner, In front Of a crowded eat-
Ing
atIng house. two spirited horses, saddled
and In charge of a grumbling stable
boy, dhamped'noisily at their bits. The
young woman exchanged a few rapid
'sentences 'With ' the boy olid then re.
turned in the direetien froth Which she
.dans s, A titan•' 4tepne'd out of, a'tibor-
way'aa'aim attired' the corner, accost-
lug
ccostlug her with a stealthy deference that
pitch/lined him tO'be anythib 'but len
unwelcome marauder.
After eager pleading Oil -One side mt
stolid expostulation on the other, a
shall packege teased 'irom the band
of the young woman into the huge
paw of the man. 'ibe lietteti gave her
1t quick, t'alitious salute atitl harried
back toWard the jail.
The veiled young Woman. very net+.
bus and strangely agitated, made her
way back to the spot where the horses
Were standing, Making her way
Omsk 1b..4l st r.,�t �m�►ILIA?*
'Which lined the ruder dslde'o? Therefifd:
walk she found one unoccupied at the
extreme end, a position which cone -
manned a view of the street down
which she had just come.
Half past 1, then o'clock. The met•
rymakers were thinning out; she wan
quite alone at her end of the place.
By this time a close observer might
have noticed that she was trembling
violently; there was an air of abject
feta' itnil despair In her manner.
Why did he not come? What bad
Happened? Had the plot failed? Was
Ile ever• now lying wounded unto death
as the result or his effort to escape
captivity? A hundred horrid thoughts
raced through tier throbbing, over-
wrought brain. He should have been
with her two hours ago -be should now
be far on lois way to freedom. Alas,
something appalling , had happened,
she was sure of It!
At last there hove in sight, coming
from the direction in which lay the
prison, a group of three Inca, It was a
jaunty party, evidently' under the influ-
ence of many libations.
They bore down upon bet•, The nest
instant 'they were solemnly shaking
hands with her, much to her dismay.
"Cons'auee, we've been lookin' il•fee
you eret"where in town. W -where on
earth 've you been?" asked Mr. Rod-
ney thickly, with a laudable attempt
at severity. •
"Ever sinch '!even o'clock, Con -
silence," supplemented Freddie, trying
to frown.
"My dear Miss I'' -Fowler," began
Odell -Carney in his most suave man -
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ser, "it is after 2 o'clock. In—in the
morning at that. You—you shouldn't
be sittin' here all 'lone thish—this hour
In the morning. Please come home with
tis. Your mother hash—has ask us to
fetch you—I mean your sister. Beg
pardon."
"I—I cannot go, gentlemen," she
stammered. "Please don't insist—
please
nsistplease don't ask why. I cannot go"—
"I shay, Cobehance, by love, the
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Well, tie c"u't same. IIe's locked in."
"Freddie, you are drank." in dile
scorn.
"I know It," be admitted cheerfully.
"We've looked ever'where for you.
We're your frien's. lie sold it was at
rn eatin' hoose. ye've beep ever' satin'
house in biebbrook. Wan here first of
all. Leave It to Rodney. Wassell we,
Rodney? You bet we was. You was -
sen here at 'leven o'clock. Come on
home. Consbnuce. 'S all right. Re's
safe. lle can't come."
"But lie will come, unless something
terrible has happened to him," she al-
most sobbed in her desperation.
"Cousin Alfred, won't you go to the
jail and see what has happened?"
"Permit me." interrupted Odell.Car.
'ney' with grave dignity. "Your friend,
Miss howler, is not in jail. He Is
out"—
"Not in jail!" she almost shrieked.
"I knew it! I knew it could not go
wrong. But where is he?"
"He's out on bail. We balled him
out at half past 10- Wot!" She had
leaped to her feet with a short scream
and was clutching his arm frantically.
"On bail? At half past 10? Good
heavens, then—then—oh, are you sure?"
"Poshtive, abs'lutely."
"Then what has become of my 9,000
crowns?"
"You c'n search me, Conshance,"
murmured Freddie.
"I don' know what you're talkin'
'bout, Cons'ance," said Mr. Rodney in
a very hurt tone. "We—we put up se-
curity f'r five thous'n dollars, that's
what we did. This is all the thanks
we getsh for it. Ungrachfuli"
Constance had been thinking very
nerd, paying no heed to his maudlin
defense. It rapidly was dawning upon
her that these men had secured her
lover's release on ball at half past 10
o'clock. an hour and a half before she
had given her bribe of 9,000 crowns to
the jailer. That being the ease st was
becoming clear to her that the wretch
deliberately had taken the money
knowing that Brock was not in the
prison and with the plain design to
rob her of the amount. It was a trans-
action in which be could be perfectly
secure; bribing of public officials is a
solemn offense in Austria and Gen
many. She could have no recourse,
could make no complaint Her money
was gone!
"Where is Mr. Br -Mr. Medcroft?"
she demanded, her voice full of anxie-
ty. If he were out of jail why had he
failed to come in the meeting place?
"He's locked in," persisted Freddie.
"That's just it, Miss Fowler," ex=
pialned Odell -Carney glibly. "You shee
—see, it was this way: We got him
out on bail on condition he'd 'pear to-
morrow morning 'fore the magistrate.
Affer we'd got him out he insisted on
coming 'round here so's he could run
, away with you. That wassen a -gee-
' nelmanly thing to do offer we'd put up
our money. We coul'n' afford have him
runnin' away with you. So we bad
him locked in a room on top floor of
the hotel, where he can't get out 'n'
leave us to bold the bag, don't you see.
He almos' cried an' said you'd be wait -
in' at the church or --or something like
that bully song, don't you know, an'
as a lash resbort, to keep him quiet
like a good ferrer-feller, we said we'd
come an' get you an' 'splain everything -
safiis-sasfac-a hem i-sassisfac'rly."
She looked at them with burning
eyes. Slow rage was coming to the
flaming point. And for this she had
sat and suffered for hours in a street
restaurant! For this! Her eyes fell
upon the limp horses and the dejected
stable boy. Two hours!
"You will release him at once!" she
stormed. "Do you hear? It is outra-
geous?'
Without another word to the dazed
trio she rushed to the curb and com-
manded the boy to assist her into the
saddle. He did so, in stupid amaze-
ment. Then she instructed him to
mount and follow her to the Tirol as
fast as he could ride. The horses were
tearing off in the darkness a moment
later.
CHAPTER XIV.
The Prodigal Husband,
HE unlucky brook, wild with
Sage end chagrin. bad paced
his temporary prison in the top
story of the Tirol "troth 11
o'clock till 2, bitterly cursing the fools
who were keeping him to durance
more vile than that from which they
had,generously released him. He real-
ized that it weed be unwise to crsete
a disturbance in the house .by' efsih' r'
ing for freedom, because. in the first
place, there already bad been scandal
enough, and, in the second place, his
distrustful bondsmen had promised
faithfully to seek out the devoted Con-
nie dad apprise her of' his release. He
had no thought, of course, that In•the
meantime idle might be dumped into pay-
ing a bribe to the guard.
Not Only was be direfully cursing the
trio. but also the addlepated Medcroft
and his oWn addlepnted self, It Is to
be feared that he had harsh thoughts
of all the Mederofts, as tar down as
Itdggles. His drelim Of lobe and 'hap-
piness bad turned into a nightmare:
the comedy bad become a tragic snarl
of ail the effects known to Melodrama.
It occurred to him at 2 o'clock that
pacing the floor in the ngo'hysrf'ttle-
peilah lair* ti' sett'', IVsetess .&enpatf i.
Be would gm to bed. Morning would
bring relief and surcease to his trou-
bled mind. ConStance was doubtless
sound asieep in her room, 'bverything
would have been tetyrttrinM troWee wing.
before this hour. She would under-
stand. So, with the return of his old
sophistry, he undressed Mid trawled
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Igpg deIayed'siumber, be heard a light
tapping at his door. fle fret 'Obi bed
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The rapping was ',Tented, He called
out in cautious tones, asking who was
there, at the same trove slipping from
bed tsfumble in the darkness for his
clothes.
"'SW" came frnma the hallway. Be
rushed over and pot his ear to the
door. "It is I. Are you awake? i
can't stay here. It's wrong, Listen
Here's a note -under the door. Good
night, darling! I'm heartbroken."
"Thank God. it's you!" he cried soft
Iy. "How I love you, Constance!"
"'Si! Edith is with me! Oh, I
wish it were morning and I could see
you. I bare so numb to say."
Another querulous voice broke in
"For heaven's sake. Connie, don't
stand here any longer. Our repute
tions are bad enough as it is, Good
night -Roxbury!" De distinctly heart
the heartless Edith giggle. Then came
the soft, quick swish of garments ant
the nocturnal visitors were gone. Hi
picked up the envelope and. waiting
until they were safely down the ball
turned on the light.
"Dearest." he read. "It was not m;
fault and I know It was not yours
But, oh, you don't know how I suffer
ed all through those' hours of waititp
at the Cafe, They did not find me un
til after 2. They were drum:. The:
tried to expInie. !'hat do you thini
the authorities will do to me if the;
find that l gave that horrid man brig:
money? Really. I'm terribly nervous
But he won't dare say anything, wil
he? He is as guilty as I, fur he tool
it, He took It knowing that you wen
free at the time. But we will talk 1
over tomorrow. l'ye Just got hack t•
the hotel, I ,wouldn't go to bed anti
Edith brnnglit me up to hear your den
voice I loth 'o Wmi you are Int elettd
It is bnl,u.,a't: P to relea"e von tonleht
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PERT PARAGRAPHS.
A dishonest man has to be clever.
A hero is often a hero be,'ause of
and by force of exterior,•ircuma:Ince,.
A gambler's chance is always a p"ur
one.
A fool and his money is a e'narbina•
lion you don't meet every day.
It Wouldn't he
so butt] it at man's
an lal'y would ha we
the same upward
tendency that his
expensesdo.
So in P women
make their own
dresses, but did
you ever see a
man who made
his own pants?
The best Way
to treat seine peo-
ple is tO forget
them and the
place they catnip
from.
Most girls are so leery being roman-
tic 'that they can't find time to be just
natural.
He is certainly a clever than Who
can fool himself when be is wateki•ng.
111.1.
Humor and
Philosophy
, or DVJVCAJV M. ,SMITH
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EXPERIENCE.
110 give and to take.
To earn and to keep.
To wade in the shallows,
To swim where it's deep,
To keep in the channel.
Avoiding the rocks.
And that's what you learn ,
In the school of hard knocks.
No money tuition '
You pay in advance.
Instructors are often
Appointed by chance.
Nor optional is it
To stay or to go.
You take in' the courses
Whether or no.
But, though, as I mentioned,
The entry is tree,
Zefore you have finished
It costs you a fee.
And little it matters,
Although you may say
:You cannot afford it,
The price you must pay,
Stat no education
is equal the kind
You get in this college
For body and mind.
It's through disappointments.
Reartburnings and shocks
Diplomas you win
In the school of hard knocks.
A Bad Sign.
"I don't believe in signs,"
"I do."
"r'er a fact?"
"Yes; for a fact."
"As, for instance?"
"Seeing a creditor over my left
shoulder is sure evidence that I ens
about to he annoyed."
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A telephone titan de , blitI ?Vethia, t'nOWetor+it
how toilet tip tt good tries.oteekile. . rst lk,
A Meddler Is a natural born bosh
temporarily out of a job. _ - --
CASH
DIVIDENDS'
ON GOODS
YOU BUY
By HOLLAND.
S'MiNDS good, doesn't it?
And the best of it is it is
true. These cash 'dividends
are paid on every dollar you
spend, provided you spend
wisely and buy goods that
the maker believes in so
strongly that lie advertises
them
Advertised goods are not
always the cheapest so far as
the amount :Islet' for then)
Is concerned, But they are
INVARIABLY THE BEST.
And this slakes theta Cheap.
est when all things are con-
sidered.
When you buy for the same
money a better article that
you have been buying you get
a cash dividend on your pur-
chase. When you pay less for
an article of the same quality
you get a cash dividend,
+.CHESE DITiiJ1El7DS AE1i
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