The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1901-10-03
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ing. Having made these calculations, she
asked, with sulky submission, If she was
expected to call again Oh the Wednesday
evening.
mo. Leave me your name and address
/ will send you the cipher, interpreted, al
eight o'clock
While waiting to hear from the expert.
Mrs. Westerfeld made her arrangements
for the desertion of poor little sgd
The person on whose assistance she
could rely was an unmarried elder sister,
distinguished as proprietor Of cheap
girls school in one Of the suburbs Of Lon
don. This lady-known to local fame as
Miss Wigger-had already proposed to
take sgd into training as a pupil teacher.
"I'll force the child on" Miss Wigger
promised, It'll she can earn her board and
lodging by taking my lowest class. When
she gets older she will replace my regu-
lar governess, and / shall save the sal
ary."
As the hour Of eight drew near on We'd
nesday evening, Mrs. Westerheld's anx-
iety forced her to find relief in action Of
some kind. She opened the door Of her
sitting room. and listened on the stairs.
1t still wanted a few minutes to eight
I o'clock when there was a ring at the
house bell. She ran down to open the
door. The servant happened 10 be in the
| hall and answered the bell. The next
moment the door was suddenly closed
again.
anybody therey' Mrs. westerfeld
asked.
NO, ma'am."
This seemed strange Had the old
wretch deceived her, after all? Look in
the letter box" she called out. The ser
want obeyed, and found a letter. Mrs.
Westerfeld tore it open, standing on the
stairs. 1t contained half a sheet Of COM
mon note paper. The Interpretation Of
the cipher was written on it in these
words:
..Remember, No. u, Purbeck Road, St.
Johns Wood. Go to the summer house
in the back garden. Count TO the fourth
plank in the floor, reckoning from the side
wall on the right as you enter the summer
house. Pry up the plank. Look under the
mold and rubbish. Find the diamonds
Mrs. Marsh6eld was on the point of
sending for a cab and driving to his lods-
ings, when James came in, eager to know
if the Interpretation had arrived.
Keeping her suspicious to herself, she
merely informed him that the interpreta-
tion was in her hands, Put a chisel in
your pocket when we go to church to-
morrow morning" was the one hint she
gave him.
At eleven o'clock the next morning they
were united in the bonds of wedlOck. Or
> leaving the church door. the married pail
, began their honeymoon by driving to st
Johns Wood.
A dirty printed notice in a broken win
dow announced that the house was TO let
and sour-tempered woman infOrme,
+, them that they were free to look at th'
rooms.
: The bride was in the best of humor. Sh'
set the bridegroom the example Of keep
ing up appearances by examining the di
lapidated house first. This done, she sai'
sweetly to the person in charge: Ma.
\ we look at the gardenF
= The woman made a strange answer I
= this request. That's curious" she said
James interfered for the first time
= whats curious? he asked. roughly.
Among all the idle people who hav
l., come here. at one time or another to Sc
= this house." the woman said. "only tw
have wanted to look at the garden"
James turned on his heel and mad
for the summer mouse. leaving IL 10 III
wife to pursue the subject or not as sh
\ pleased. She did pursue the subject.
~ i am one of the persons, Of course,
she said who is the 0therT
AN old man came on Monday"
= The brides pleasant smile vanished
- what sort Of person was hep sh
= asked.
'e The sour-tempered woman becau
sourer than ever. "Oh, how can l tell
u A brutel There"
"A bruter' The very words which Ii
new Mrs. Bellbridge had herself use
oi when the expert had irritated her. Wit
$ serious misgivings, she. too, turned h'
steps in the direction OF the garden.
James had already followed her instru
at tons and used his chisel. The plank Ia
w loose on the floor. With both his big han,
he rapidly cleared away the mold and Il
at rubbish In few minutes the hiding pla'
was laid bare.
he They looked into it. They looked
We each other There was the empty hol
telling its own story. The diamon
II, were gone.
.+ CHAPTER V