CHAPTER IV.
JOHN ARMITAGE A PRISONER All things are bright in the track of the sun, All things are fair I see; And the light in a golden tide has run Down out of the sky to me.
And the world turns round and round and round, And my thought sinks into the sea; The sea of peace and of joy profound Whose tide is mystery.
-- S.W.

Duffield.
The man whom John Armitage expected arrived at the Hotel Monte Rosa a few hours after the Claibornes' departure.
While he waited, Mr.Armitage employed his time to advantage.

He carefully scrutinized his wardrobe, and after a process of elimination and substitution he packed his raiment in two trunks and was ready to leave the inn at ten minutes' notice.

Between trains, when not engaged in watching the incoming travelers, he smoked a pipe over various packets of papers and letters, and these he burned with considerable care.

All the French and German newspaper accounts of the murder of Count von Stroebel he read carefully; and even more particularly he studied the condition of affairs in Vienna consequent upon the great statesman's death.