Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1900-06-19
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Henry Apps of Hoxton completed
the fixing of the wires on the lawn
of Hasleigh court. He looked up at
the dim light in the dressing room and
chuckled softly as he bent the last yard
of wire.
"a trip in time" says Mr.. Apps,
saves nine"
He threw the rope ladder gently in
the air, and at the first effort 1t caught
the projecting nail.
"Once on board the Iugger," quoted
Mr.. Apps facetiously, as he mounted
the rope ladder, land the girl is mine"
He opened the window very gently
and soon stood inside the dressing
room. Near the table in the corner of
the room was an iron safe.
well. I'm jiggeredr' exclaimed Mr..
Apps. He loosened the flaps of his fur
cap and mopped his brow with the
back of his hand. ''Well, I'm jigger-
ed! If they 'aven't been and left the
key in it for me. might have saved
LlS SCAA u tOA VI AAOAAbAG II " u hlAOM-
ed"
Mr.. Apps swung open the heavy door
of the safe and listened to the music
down stairs. Young Lady Staplehurst
was giving. as Mr.. Apps very we'll
knew, dance, a fancy dress dance,
on her return from the continent after
her term of widowhood.
"I'll just see frst of ALL" he said,
that the coast is absolutely clear, and
then-then for bagful."
Henry Apps stepped out into the
broad passage. He slouched, with his
Jimmy sticking out of his capacious
side pocket, few steps toward the
stairs. Suddenly a girlish figure turn
ed the corner.
BLESS my 'artF cried Mr.. Apps.
"Why. how do you do?" said the
young lady. stepping forward. She
gave soft laugh that was very pleas
ant. This is really delightful. Do
you know. | recognized you in spite of
the costume?"
She held the hand of Mr.. Apps for
moment, causing that gentleman to
gasp for breath, and called one of the
maids.
Just bring me pencil and a card -
she said, 81 must arrange for a car
riage to take Captain Norman back to
his hotel in the morning. wasn't
sure that he would come"
81 can walk" remarked Mr.. Apps,
with restored self possession.
81 won't hear of it. When shall we
say, now?"
Say in an hours time," said Mr..
Apps. 81 can go up stairs again alone,
change my togs and do all want to-"
"And can't you stay longer?"
She gave the card to the maid and
ordered it to be dispatched at once.
"I've got busy night before me-"
urged Mr.. Apps excusingly. He
thought of his dog waiting on the lawn
and feared 1t might give an inoppor.
tune bark. Besides, the safe was still
open, and the diamonds were waiting
for him. He had noticed with satisfac-
ton that Lady Staplehurst was wear
ing none.
You were always an active man.
captain"
Always ADDING something" agreed
Mr.. Apps. IF It isn't one thing, it's an
other" He shook his head refectively
Il often wonder l don't write a book
about it ALL"
81 don't believe you will know any
body here. Captain Norman" she said,
as they walked down stairs, "but
couldn't help sending you a card, see
ing how friendly we were on the Pc
shawur. Do you remember those even
ings on deck in the Red seaY'
She was really very fine young wo-
man, and in her costume she looked
extremely we'll
'Do uotT" said Mr.. Apps, with
much fervor Shall ever forget
emp
"And then the journey from Brindisl,
you know. and that funny little Ger
man-you remember him p
'He was knockout, that German
was"
And the girl who played the banjo.
at was great" agreed Mr.. Apps
great"
The large ballroom was very full A
small covey of brightly dressed young
people few toward the young hostess
to complain of her temporary absence
from the room, and broad shoulderel
gondolier shook hands with her and
took up her card with something of an
air of proDrfetorship.
Il thought had left the key in the
excuse me-" The young hostess took
back her card from the gondolier. 81
am engaged to Captain Norman. You
don't know him? Allow me-"
PLEASED to meet you" said Henry
Apps "'Ow's the world using you?'
That's au original costume of yours,
Captain Norman" remarked the gon-
dolier. 81 don't know that I've ever
seen anything so daringly neat before"
''Well. wot of it?" demanded Mr.,
Apps, with sudden aggressiveness.
''Wot's the odds to you wot like to
wear? You needn't think you're
Captain Norman" interposed the
Eeung hostess laughingly. you must