Paul Jones's Alias, etc

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Hillo ! You come dtnvn here?' PAUL JONES'S ALIAS etc. EY DAVID CHRISTIE MURRAY and HENRY HERMAN A uthors of ' One Traveller Returns ' ' The Bishop's Bible ' etc. WITH 13 ILLUSTRATIONS BY A. FORESTIER AND G. NICOLET Xan.oit CHATTO & WINDUS, PICCADILLY CONTENTS I' AGE PAUL JONES'S ALIAS 1 A SINGULAR SENSE OF DUTY 83 SWEETBRIAR IN TOWN . . 163 THE WISDOM TOOTH . . 255 MATE IN TWO MOVES 201 a ILLUSTRATIONS ' Hillo ! You Come down Heee ? ' . . . . Frontispiece Bui he Selected One Note feom the Bulky Roll with Perfect Quiet To face p. 5 ' Not for me,' said the Major, in his Brassy Voice. ' Mossoo Paul Jones ; not me ' . . . . „ 14 The Child, rushing impetuously towards him, gave an actual leap into his Ahms ... „ 50 He saw quite clearly the sunlit Gardens of Monte Carlo, with himself and the Child strolling there Hand in Hand „ 52 He rose from his Camp-stool, shouting to her ' Take care ! ' 72 He sang out cheerily — ' She's all right, old man ! ' ,, 73 Thin-spun, indeed !

You're getting old, Theodore ' ,, 166 He took the two Hands the Girl extended towards him » 185 ' Keep your Distance ! ' he cried. ' I won't have you within six feet of me ! ' ,, 202 ' No, no,' cried Craill, ' a good, pure, wholesome World ! ' THE afternoon of a very bitter and win terly day in Paris, Captain Harley Med hurst entered his hotel, and asked for letters. The con cierge was occupied, and did not seem to hear him. A young Colossus, with a mane of auburn hair, a copper coloured close-cut peaked beard and an enormous moustache, was pain fully stumbling over a French sentence, and the concierge was listening to him with an air of unusual deference. The young Colossus, who looked very picturesquely handsome, laughed in an embarrassed way at his own failure, and the concierge, with slightly lifted shoulders and a head bent deprecatingly on one side, smiled respectful encouragement. ' What do you want to say . ' Captain Medhurst asked ' Perhaps I can help you.' I can help you.' B -> The handsome Rufus turned with an immediate smile. ' I want,' he said, ' to make this man understand that somebody must go to the North Station and get my traps for me, and that this is tlie ticket for them.' He had a full, deep voice, which was in excellent keeping with his great chest and shoulders, and in rather comic keeping with an unusually pronounced New England tone.

Medhurst translated, the concierge took the slip of paper, and the handsome American, with a smile of great sweet ness and candour, thanked his helper, and rushed upstairs three steps at a time. ' Have you any letters for me . ' Medhurst asked. The concierge searched gravely amongst a pile of letters on the table of his own little room and shook his head. 'There is nothing but this, sir.' ' This ' was the hotel bill, and Medhurst coldly accepting it, turned away and walked slowly and deliberately up stairs. Arrived at his room, he broke open the envelope in which the bill was enclosed, and found it accompanied by a note requesting immediate payment. The caissier informed him that it was the custom of the house to ask payment of its clientele every eight days, and added that fifteen days had expired since Captain Harley Medhurst's arrival at the hotel.