The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1896-12-06

him too much. He had been paid by
the lady, who evidently shrank from
placing herself under any money obli-
gation to her friendly assistant, as a
lady naturally would.
When he got to the house the voung
man told the cabman he could CO., but
the fellow said the lady had paid him
for the return trip. saying the gent
was in hurry and wouldn't want to
look around for another hanson.
THE beast has been rested up and
I can walk her back at better gait,
sir he said cheerfully, with a grin.
GOodenOugh first rang the bell. He
was willing TO help the lady as far as
he could without certainly comDromis-
ing himself. but he did not intend TO
run unnecessary risks If any one
came, he would ask If Mr.. Wheeler was
at home, and if he was not, would
then ask TO go to his room and write
one responded, he pretended to dis
cover his key with some surprise and
boldly let himself in.
He found the rooms without auv
difficulty from the directions Mrs.
Wheeler had given him. and they ex-
actly answered her description of
them. He got a chair and placed the
box carefully on the top of the folding
bed. just as she had asked him to. He
nearly dropped it while doing this, ow-
ing to a Dardonable nervousness.
Greatly relieved, he went back to
the other house. The "cabby" was as
good as his word ard drove back rap
idly, the horse showing 70 disposition
to be day" on any one of his legs.
The lady opened the door at once, re-
ceived back her key, and unused letter
and wrung his hands with warm feel
irg-
L cannot thank you enough. This
must be q lfe-secret between US. But
if you will give me your card, I shall
be glad to make your acquaintance
after 1 get back TO my husband. l beg
you to accept this small token of
woman's gratitude toward a generous
man
The young man had given her his
card, Mr.. Goddard Goodenough,' with
his club address in the corner. AS she
said these last words she drew an opal
scarf-pin from her corsage. It was a
stone that seemed to burn Ike coal
and it was surrounded with tiny but
/ brilliant diamonds. In vain Good
enough sought 10 escape such costly
present. She forced it upon him and
( he took his leave, followed BIZ her ar
dent thanks and low-voiced blessing.
Somehow. after it was all over, God
dard Goodenough had more time TO
reflect on the strange proceeding. The
quality of one thought upon deed is
so different according to which side of
/ il the thinker is on. He began TO feel
an odd restiveness, not unlike solicit
tude. He could not rest easy at his
club, despite the aid of two or three
drinks absorbed with view to greater
composure. He determined TO go round
by Mr.. Wheeler's rooms a little after
10 to see if there was any evidences OF
his having returned. But as his rest
lessness became more pronounced, he
decided to first go UP to the Lexington
avenue house and reconnoiter there.
This, with no definite aim in his mind.
When he had got within short dis
lance of the house, on the other side
of the street, he was surprised to see
a coupe in front of il, with a steamer
trunk on the box. Ae he halted in the
shadow, wondering what this meant,
the door opened and tall, spare man
with a close trimmed black beard, camc'
down the steps and opened the coupe
door. He then saw Mrs. Wheeler come
down the steps, the two entered the
carriage and it rolled swiftly down the
avenue.
{ Goodenough was thoroughly aroused
now. OF course it could have been the
lady's brother. or some male relative.
But the mans appearance had not been
as convincing an endorsement Of char
acter as the lady's.
With sudden resolve, the worried
! young man crossed over, mounted the
steps and tugged at the bell. The house
was prfectly dark. He got no answer
+ to his ring nor to the others which he
gave. Leaving the house, still more
/ purturbed in his feelings, he encoun-
tered the policeman whose beat" it
was, and inquired of him whom lived
II the house.
The cook across the way" said the
policeman, says it's a foreigner and
mis- wife. They've only been there about
a month. The house was unrented
when they took it. He's a tall, black
Teller. But his wife amt a bad locker.
Shes delicate like. but she's got a pair
OF eyes in her head. She can use 'em
you bet"
The policeman swung his locust and
grinned, as if the lady had vouchsafed
him a glance or two.
BLACK eyes, 1 suppose" ventured
( Goodenough, as a feeler.
Black nothing, retorted the officer.
Green. Green, like q cats. and they've
got a grip to 'eln, too, like cats
claws. Friends OF yours
NO" replied Goodenough, hastily. Il
probably mistook the number of the
house. I never heard of this couple.
Good night, officer"
BE turned and walked away. He was
pretty well ratified now, and his conf
dence in Mrs. Wheeler was thoroughly
shaken. He had recognized her beyond
the possibility Of q doubt. He had
been accessory to he knew not what.
He went round by Wheeler's rooms.
There was a light IN the WINDOW on
the top floor. He must have come
home about the time she had said.
This looked q little better But Good
enough was still troubled enough To act
on a plan he had thought out on his
way, one rather creditable to so quiet
and conventional a young man. He
rang the bell, with a sense that he was
getting pretty well mixed up in other
peoples affairs. After time enough to
admit someone coming from the top
floor the door was flung open. a tall,
handsome young man of about &c. mod
ishly but quietly dressed, stood regard
ing Goodenough with a clear. penetrat-
ing gaze. He had to Goodenough a
foreign-American look.
rs Mr.. Wheeler in?" asked Good
enough, brisky.
Yes; 1 am he" replied the other
tersely.
This was encouraging. Mr.. Wheeler
had materialized all right Goodenough
proceeded on the lines he had mapped
ont
4 am from the - he said, with
some assurance, mentioning one of the
leading daily papers, and would like
TO see you for a few minutes, if con-
venient."
The young man had the air of not
understanding the reason of this. and
was not particularly cordial But he