New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1901-09-29

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| her tonight l feel horribly mean"
! You'll feel as heavy lead" said the mex
" E Mldseit II you don get nap between
now and then lie down. I'll have you up in
! time. depend on me-"
And she did have Mrs Kelsey up in time The
/ agitated old lady arrayed in a Jaeger dressing
gown and 4 Shetland shawl witnessed with her
own eyes the return of the guilty wanderer at
sparro"s We're ChirpinS in the ivy and the
! pigeons beginning to wake, Archibald Paddock
/ Inserted his key in the garden door. Then
exclamation of establishment escaped him. for
strangely drared figure stood at his elbow
and the voice of Mdgell said:
My miSSuS wants to speak your
Dear me- said the Astronomer. feeling for
his eyeglasses. Isn't it rather early?'
It's too late it is. replied Midgell. darkly.
But what does your mistress want of me?''
asked the Astronomer All l have it! Some
body has broken in and stolen something"
"Somethink as been stolen" said Midgell.
with a portentous sniff. but you're the party
robbed and you're going to know it. may
have hin baked crusty when tender infant of
| miserable victim"
My good woman" protested the Astronomer.
I'm glad you know one when you herr
| returned Midgell Come now. and the
missus"
And the Astronomer went. He was very pale
as ne listened to the weeping Mrs. kelseys
| story.
How silent and grave he has been to-day
reflected Mrs. Raldock some fourteen hours
later, as she watched the Astronomer go down
the garden path, with his bag and overCOat.
Il couldn't have told him if | had tried. He
might have looked something like that if he
had found out without my telling him But he
hasn't"
And she went to get ready. The garden gate
clicked after her, and moment later Mrs.
Keseys gate opened and shut and the spare
figure of Mdgell shot down the road All
Wonanly pity must have been baked out of Mrs.
K"lScys hOusekeeper long ago with other
, things. For she followed the Astronomers
wife to track spy upon and expose her. When
Mrs. Raldock showed her season ticket at the
station and passed through on TO the platform.
Midget took a return third. and waited behind
a truck of milkcans until the Charing Cross
train came in. Then she took her opportunity
and her carriaGe-in bound. When Mrs.
HaIdock left the train. SO did Midgell when
Mrs. Ba!doCk emerged into the outer air and
took a hanson. Midgel. unseen of her victim,
leaped upon the drivers step. and when the
fuTiated Cahman SWore and thrust at her WI
the butt end of the whip. slid large, hot five
shilling piece into his ready hand.
That if YOU take me where your insides
| a-gOinG' she SaSped.
II 'sposc you mean the fare said the driver,
so come along TO the 'ROtunda, for that
where I'm to drive er. But if you're hOoted for
unwomanliness don't blame me. Miss Slater
People were too busy to notice Midgel. and
she too much occupied with holding -
notice anything. The drive was short one.
She got down with a crushed bonnet and a
torn dress and found herself upon the pave
ment opposite to an open door. through which
Mrs. Baldocks dainty skirts were vanishing.
from the paternal oven, Midgen plunged after
her. An official in brown uniform. with
"Uuo, Who are you after" he exclaimed.
"TIer,-her with the at with yellow roses
that Just gone i'm. shreked Midget.
struggling.
Miss Chime FlabelIe, you mean" said the
official
Miss, indeed" snorted Mdgell. Why's she's
q married woman"
"AI the swell Serio-comics are said the of
fetal: and why shouldn't she be? And if You
want to hear her sing Kiss in the Ring you'd
better go round to the pit entrance"
And the Hurried MdgeIl actually did. What
happened. let her in her own words relate 10
Mrs Kelsey when in the small hours of the
following morning that sleeping old lady let her
h0uSckccper in.
oh Sarah Ann she cried what has hap
pened? What night l have spent! What
have you dOne?"
I've done what | said would said Midget
untying her crushed bonnet. I've followed
Mrs H. up and found her out. She is a singer
on the 'as. the sly deceiving cat and paid
To go into one and hear her. There l sat.
squeezed up like penny loaf among lot o
uUarternS in that oven of a place, without even
room to blush at that Teller in pink nothings
that lifts the 'OrSe and piano. But they clappe1
for i'm. and they Clapped for er when she cam
to sing. Kiss III the Ring the song Wig
called and in the middle of the hangcurcs
saw her give start and turn pale under her
paint and look down into the front seats. and
there as natural life-I could to the
back of his cad in police court, sat Mr..
BaldOck."
Her husband" gasped Mrs. Kelsey.
He never went to the observatory at all. but
ira yelled up Charm Cross by earlier train,
and 'cr portrait Miss Chiftie Flabelle, of
the 'Kotunda,' in illustrated paper on the
bookstall and 'ad it all revealed him in a
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