A Fool and His Money
ificant action on the part of the suspected wraith. She turned to whistle over her shoulder, and to snap her fingers peremptorily, and then she stooped and picked up a rather lusty
g and lifted her hand to adjust something in her hair. He again barked at me, quite ferociously for a chow. This time it was quite plain to her that he
than mine and therefore, more likely to dovetail with that of the Schmicks, neither of whom spoke German because they loved it but because they had to,-being Austrians
the keys of the castle, which neve
od as to inform me who the dickens that wo
g sons said something to each other that I couldn't qu
white dress,
ein herr, dogs are not per
How did she
sir! It must have
in the unused wing, which I haven't been allowed to penetrate in spite of the fact that it belongs to me. You say you ca
y. "She cannot be there. She-Ah, I have it! It may h
sting place for Juliets, Herr Schmick. We'll get to the bottom of this at once. Here, you Rudolph, fetch a couple of lanterns. Max, get a sledge or two from the forge. There is a forge. I saw it y
the scullery, growled and grumbled for fully ten minutes before deciding to obey
d a rag-doll in the courtyard yesterday, on that s
d a baby crying the sec
aid my secret
om one of the back chimney pot
moment. "What became of
ired s
," said he. He grinned. "I thought as
I bluntly inquired what had become of
upset. His sons towered and glowered and his wife wrapped and unwrapped her hands in
disturbed over the fact that my hallucination inclu
mick," I cried in some
ried, and, to my surprise, t
g," she wailed. "It means e
resisting hand. "And, Schmick, if that dog bites me, I'
rtuous stairs and came at length to the sturdy oak door that separated the east wing from the west: a huge, formidable thing strengthened by many cross-
d Schmick sourly. "This door has not
zzly sons, leaning against the m
and her dog get into t
d. "Tell
assionately, as much as to say, "It
p his coat collar to protect his thin neck
ocks, Max," I com
ld man looked at his wife, and then all fou
ein herr?" began Max, twirling the sledg
d Britton, in some alarm. "
derably impressed by the ease with which he swung the
ted all of them gladly, an
th a comprehensive sweep of his hand that m
Max," I said after
t do it," said Br
is parents, prepared to deal the first blow upon the ancient padlock. The old couple turned t
ried I, affecting an en
e crash must have disturbed every bird and bat in the towers of the grim old pile. But
lph, his broad face beaming, held the lantern close to the
cried old Conrad, with a n
he thing myself. "It is, indeed
than before, and again they all uttered ejaculations of pleasure.
ou. Now, let's have the truth-every word of it-or out you go to-morrow, the whole lot of you. I insist
, for they looked at me with all
air. He sought to improve on my German, but I think he
d, placid person and averse to anything savouring of the tempestuous. I delivered a savage and resounding thwack upon the broad oak panel of the door, regardless of the destructiveness that might attend the effort. If any one had told me that I couldn't splinter an oak board with a sledge-hammer at a single blow I should have l
festal amenities and was by no means feudal in its aspect or appeal. Here, as I came to know, the old barons received their friends and feasted them and made merry with the flagon and the horn of plenty; here the humble tithe payer came to settle his dues with gold and silver instead of with blood; here the little barons and baronesses romped and rioted with childi
ot occurred to me at the time of the transaction to insist upon an inventory, and I had been too busy since the beginning of my tenancy to take more than a passing account of my belongings. In excusing myself for this rather careless oversight, I can only say that during daylight hours the castle was so completely stuffed with workmen and their queer utensils that
evidence. Two or three antique rugs, for instance, were missing from the main hall, and there was a lamentable suggestion
e of the hall, "what has become of the rugs that were here las
e, and I was compelled to relieve him of it in order that we might extract oursel
as not slow
ay, mein herr, and took much away. They
" I gasped.
Herr Count sold the rugs
of wrath. "Do you mean to tell me that these things have been sold
of property dated several weeks prior to your purchase, Mr. Smart. We had
uth. "Why-why, I bought everything that the castle conta
to pacify me. I sputtered out the rest of t
take away the most priceless of our treasures, to sell them to the poor rich at twenty prices. I could weep over the sacrifices. I have wept, haven't I, Gretel? Eh
to say that articles have been taken away f
must suffer. Nearly all of the grand paintings, the tapestries that came from France and Italy hundreds of years ago, the wonderful
who comes here to cart away so much as a single piece is to be kicked out. Do you understand? These things belong to me. Kick him into the river. Or, better still, notify me and I'll do it. Why, if this goes o
s grandfather was a fine man." I contrived to subdue my rage and disappoin
o-morrow. I give you warning, Conrad, if the keys are not for
troy, mein herr, God k
to destroy fin
it and see,"
ide of the door, just as on this side. It will be of no use to destroy these. The door
ou actually want to keep me out of
protested manfu
not place a tall ladder in the courtyard
y. "And now let's go to bed! We will breakfast at eight,
ies and gentlemen who are comi
, compressing my lips. "Don'
t, sir,"
it from coarse and unfeeling bargain-hunters on the morrow, it is really not surprising that I tossed about in my baronial bed, counting sheep backwards and forwards over hedges and fences until the vociferous cocks in the stable yard began to send up their clarion howdy-dos to the sun. Strangely enough,
ave ordered the workmen to stop work, sir, complaining of the beastly noise they make, and the dust and all that, sir. They have a
ritton, and don't bother about the tub." He had filled my twentieth century porta
very rou
h the b
y are onto his game. They go right on yanking things about and putting their own prices on them and reserving t
all this," I grated, se
ompletely ravished, sir,-with joy, I take it. Your great sideboard in the dining-room is to go to Mrs. Ri
hey haven't moved it, have t
dirons on it, regardless of what Mr. Poopendyke says. Y
Where the dickens
eing pressed, sir
confound you, Britton.
thespress, all the while regaling
ung lady insisted on having it. She squealed with joy at seeing an antiqu
't help
They are a bit rusted, you'll remember. I left him out in the courtyard trying your brassie and mid-iron, sir, endeavouring to loft potatoes over the south wall. I succeede
d tones from the depths of a sweater I was gettin
e plumbers, sir, at h
them out, but they sai
ht by, leaving their
sid
Max stop them?" I crie
ed, sir. I think they
my watch. "Nine-thirty! What sort o
pes and talking in guttural whispers. All operations appeared to have ceased in my establishment at the command of the far from idle rich. Two portly gentlemen in fedoras were standing in the middle of the great hall, discussing the merits of a dingy old spinet that had been carried out of
d one of the strange
ake it. My wife says it can be made
I confronting them. "Will you be go
igher wages. The speaker, a fat man with a bristly mo
ou?" he demanded, fi
to hate with a zest that knows no moderation; the kind that mak
of this place, and you'll
friend. We're here to look over your stuff, and we mea
d shortly. "And you've got a lot of ner
other right off the reel, my friend. All you've got to do is to answer us when we ask fo
idly," said the other, in a tone meant to crush me. "What do you as
d to me that the si
before I can discuss anything with you," I said, aft
d!" gasped the bristly
this gentleman is? Y
know Mr. Riley-Werk
y-Werkheimer. I did not know that Mrs. Riley-Werkhei
nk at his purple-jowled companion. "I am onl
have heard of you. This fine old spinet? Well, it has bee
now let's talk about this here hall-seat. My wife thinks it's a
the first of the great Teutonic barons. The treaty between the Romans and the Teutons was signed on that table over there,-the one you have so
look impressed, bu
up, you skinflints from Boston. I'll bet my head
e your head, Mr. Rocksworth, so I
esh now," sai
a closer look at the seat, almost treading o
it's the genuine artic
rd for it, sir,
ush!" s
ed in the direction
ted. "Come here a
, Orson," came back fr
made me drop
and come on. Thi
brow and respectfully put my
n the scene, all of them dusting their h
lady who couldn't, by any circumstance of fate, have been any
uldn't get it for a nickle under a thousand. And say, this m
rely said that he sat in it. I am
with a distorted bust and a twenty-two inch waist. "Maude, what do you know about the Roman-Teutonic treaty? We'l
be racking her brain. I
ty, after the fall of N
t really signed here, right here in this h
a treaty, Maude?" demand
d. "The Teutons ceded
"you are thinking of the other treaty-the one at Metz, Miss Riley-Werkhei
ather, I can't say that it was signed here or on this table as the young man says. I onl
ther. "If you can show me statistics and the proper p
said. "We can take it up
ted Rocksworth, biting off the end of a
y. "I can only affirm, sir, that it is common history that Pontius Pilate spent a portion of his exile here in the si
take a chance on it. If it isn't the right thing, we ca
llars to you,
to get sour and angry again, having missed my coffee. From the culinary regions there ascended a most horrific odour of fried onions. If there is one thing I really resent it is a fried onion. I do not know why I
cratic Mrs. Riley-Werkheimer, hold
" sniffed Maude.
ty. "Hate 'em?" he cried, his e
sfixing him with a glare. "W
kheimer, perceiving at once whom she mea
ons resumed their infernal racket, while scrubwomen, p
o you mean, sir, permitting these scoundrels to raise the dead like this?
ladies and gentlemen." I had taken my cue with surprising quickness. "T
y-Werkheimer. "We'll get
id Rocksworth calmly. "
ons, ain't t
d castle actually devastated by workmen! It is an outrage-a
am," said I, slyly working my f
elf," she said, eyeing me coldly
by surprise. I should have made mys
s get this lot of stuff together and I'll take an option on it. I'll be over to-morrow to cl
?" said I,
your talk about being the proprietor here, my
said or done if Britton had not returned with a box of matches at th
outh of eighteen. He was a loud-voiced, imperious sort of chap w
s brittle as glass. See what I did to 'em. We can hae 'em spliced and
d cleek. My favourite clubs! I could play better from a hanging lie with that beauti
le of shavings. Old Conrad returned to life at t
good clubs, Harold, if they brea
napped, and I at once knew what clas
e, said I to myself, God rest
I could put up with anything but the
I snatched the rem
re sense than to smash a golf club like that? For
d indignantly. "Wh
toward me, his cane rai
he shouted. The
, he was mightily mistaken.
, Dad!" ro
ut the historic treaty table between him and me. He
me that this inelegant appellation may have been meant fo
back my foot for a final aid to locomotion. Acutely recalling the fact that slippers are not designed for kicking purposes, I raised my foot, removed the slipper and laid it upon a taut sec
ssed swiftly o
upon me. Somehow I had a vague, but unerring instinct that some one had fainted, but I didn't st
t out!"
ttered, quite black in the face.
ne. Rudolph and Max, thoroughly fed and most prodigious, were be
er of this place, Mr. Rocksworth, an
have t
be ha
me a millio
don't get!" I advised him, seeing
huge henchmen away. Mr. Riley-Werkheimer approached, but very pacif
my life. I-but, wait!" He had caught the snap in my atavistic eye. "I am not seeking trouble
ly for one who had just been revived by smelling-salts. As her husband went by
do what you did to that insufferable pupp
. A racking headache set in. Never again will I go wi
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