The Penn's Grove record., 1896-02-14

,Ctul, was further mysliitus
. thought struck me as | was signing
nv name in the hotel register OF Visit
7 ors some time later. TIVE fagcs back
I | found an entry: Miss Alton and Miss
Il. Alton ! tumbled to 1t In a seeohu
then. The elderly lady had encoua-
tered was, undoubtedly. Colonel Al
toms sister. who had been staying az
the Chase and left two days after liy
arrival in the village. and before l
knew anything of Evelyn had once
passed her walking with the Colonel
and she must have recognized me
again.
IL remarked on the entry to the CLERK
IN o casual way, and he volunteered
the information that Miss Alton had
but a few moments previously given
notice of her intention to vacats their
, apartments the next morning. The
news staggered me. Then Miss Alton
did know all and had decided on hlght
as the only safe remedy under the cir
c~umstances.
mot a glimpse could l catch OF "
fyn. After dinner from q search on the
pier l returned to the North Clif and
sat disconsolately smoking out on the
! balcony of my room in the growing
dusk. Almost unconsciously I lapsed
Into melody and appropriately began
to MARBLE softly, Alice. Where Art
ThouY A slight movement on che bal
cony above mine and n window TO
the left caused mt to glance up. a hs-
! ure in white met my gaze, with n Of
Its hands, as If demanding silence,
pointing warningly to the window be-
hind her. Yes, 1t was Evelyn, but her
attendant dragon Of an aunt was evil
| IDENTIFY close at hand. Verbal communi-
cation, as well as writing. was out Of
the question. 1t was already o dirk
for the deaf and dumb manipulation,
even provided she knew its working.
An idea suddenly flashed upon me.
Why not try? No sooner thought than
done. Softly l whistled the last lines
of whisper and 1 Shall Hear refrain.
A slight shake Of the head and then q
rendering Of 'Good-by, Sweetheart,
Good-by,' fioated down. Then they
were really going away.
"'Evelyn, l don't think it's quite
proper for you to be standing there
came a voice from within. and which,
by straining my ears, l could just over
hear. My heart beat Wildly and the
girl turned to address her aunt with
out leaving the balcony.
Its almost dark now and / can't
stay eooped up all the evening-our last
one, too! What does papa want us
back In such a hurry forP
Because he wishes 1t, my dear;
that's all the reason l can give you. You
really must help me to finish the pack,
ing in a few minutes
Then her aunt had revealed nothing
and believed her yet to be in ignorance
of my presence at the hotel. Luckily,
but the case was a desperate one.
Evelyn returned to'her former position
and leaned over again.
Where Are You Going To, My Pref
ty Maid?' l began. There was a mo-
mentary pause and then the answer
came In a line Of Home, Sweet Home
from my darllng's lips.
al do wish you would drop that vul,
gar habit of whistling,' again came the
voice inside the window.
"tBut, auntie, there's no piano to sing
to- was the somewhat lame Excuse. !
must do something. and can't posi-,
bly, shock anyone up here
'"Then there was silence once more.
Back to Yorkshire again. No chance
there. Anyhow, she still cared for me,
and l must put her affections to a Sc
we're test. 1t was our only chance Of Sc
curing happiness.
"'oh. Mamie. Wilt Thou Gang WI
Meg' l piped.
Where Are You Going Tor was
again utilized in reply.
81 was stumped for a minute, but a
bar or two of Big Ben a favorite song
of mine, came as a hazardous rescue.
She understood, bless her. but a lengthy
pause interviewed before her answer
Then. No, sir; no, sir; no., sir; no! was
repeated four times In succession. She
refused. then! Why so emphaticallyi
What a silly idiot l was! The fourth
time the girl in the song said No. she
meant Yes ! breathed again.
But about our departure. The morn
ing York train via Bath left at GAS. The
earliest Waterloo was 7:45, and we
should be easily tracked and our inten-
tons frustrated in consequence. II we
left it until then. / consulted my
, watch. 1t was 915. The night train
up left at 1920. oh. Why Should We
Wait Till Tomorrow went up with
out delay. 'Alrs Well from above soon
settled that question satisfactorily, but
was followed Immediately by a few
bars Of 'Bradshaw's Guide dltty. l
knew what she wanted. 30, after a
slight hesitation, l warbled Come Into
the Garden, Maud and chirped ten
times. Hope on, dear loved one, we
Shall meet again. from Dream Faces
proved that l was clearly understood
and then she turned to address MISC
Alton In louder tones than before.
~ declare you're nearly asleep, aunt
e. I'm tired, and have a headache, too.
We've a long journey before us, 80 l
think I'll go to my room now. Don't
disturb, there's a dear; the packing
won't take long In the morning. You'd
better do the same
THE proposal evidently suited Miss
Alton down to the ground, for she left
her chair inside, and came a little way
: out on the balcony.
"A good idea, Evy; SO we will,' she
answered.
Il crept back. and a minute or two
later 'Good-nights' were exchanged,
and the subsequent slam of a door no
tilted me that Evelyn had left for her
apartment.
by 9:45 l had settled up. and left In.
itructions that my heavy baggage, for
lunately not unpacked, would be called
DR. sent for in the course of a week, or
less, dangling an old telegram form 10
my hand as l did so, to give color to
my hasty departure. At 10 prompt I
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