Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1900-06-28
A CLEVER
MAKE UP.
Story Of q
Fancy Dress Ball.

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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 it caught
the projecting nail.
"Once on board the lugger," quoted
Mr.. Apps facetiously, as he mounted
the rope ladder, ''and 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 1t for me. l might have saved
myself a lot of trouble If I'd a know
ed"
Mr.. Apps swung open the heavy door
Of the safe and listened to the music
down stairs. Young Lady plehurst
was giving, as Mr.. Apps very well
knew, a dance. fancy dress dance.
on her return from the continent after
her term of widowhood.
"I'n just see first 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. a few steps toward the
stairs. Suddenly girlIsh figure turn
ed the corner.
"Bless my 'artw cried Mr.. Apps.
A'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.4 recognized you In spite Of
the costume?"
She held the hand of Mr.. Apps for
a moment. causing that gentleman to
gasp for breath. and called one of the
maids.
"Just bring me a pencil and card"
she said. II must arrange for car
riage to take Captain Norman back to
his hotel In the morning. l 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 1t to be dispatched at once.
1--WE got a busy night before me" !"
urged Mr.. Apps excusingly. He
thought of his dog waiting on the lawn
and feared it 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 reflectiyely.
81 often wonder | 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 card. see
ing how friendly we were on the Pc
shawur. Do you remember those even
Ings on deck in the Red sea p
She was really a very fine young wo-
man. and in her costume she looked
extremely well.
do | notY said Mr.. Apps, with
much fervor. "Shall ever forget
'em?"
"And then the journey from Brindisi,
you know, and that funny little Ger
man-yOu remember him?"
'He was a knockout, that German
was"
"And the girl who played the banjo.
and
"It was great" agreed Mr.. Apps
great"
The large ballroom was very full A
small covey of brightly dressed young
people flew toward the young hostess
to complain of her temporary absence
from the room. and broad shouldered
gondolier shook hands with her and
took up her card with something of an
air Of proprietorship.
~ 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. lows the world using you"
''Thats an original costume of yours
Captain Norman" remarked the gon
dolier. 81 don't know that I've evel
seen anything so daringly neat before
"Well wot Of itY' demanded Mr.
Apps, with sudden aggressiveness
"Wot's the odds to you wot like tC
wear? You needn't think you're
captain Norman" interposed th'
young hostess laughingly. you mus
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