The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1902-11-15
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and Mrs. Carew looked at one an
other across the table, II have not, to
my knowledge, that pleasure, he
said politely, and then stared with
amazement at the relief on his be-
trothed's face and the bewilderment
on that of the strange lady.
"I knew it P' cried Doris with
heartfelt relief. "She said-she must
be crazy-that you were her hus-
band"
81 her husband.
rs this your Henry Carew?" Mil
lie finally found voice to say to Doris.
eyes, of course it is Now will
you kindly explain what you mean
by saying he married you month
ago?"
"I never saw this gentleman before
in my life. 1 said I was married to
Henry Carew; in my husbands S
pocket this evening / found the letter
showed you just now"
In fact, except being about the
same height, there was not the small
est resemblance between the visitor
and Miles husband.
"Ah, the letter !" cried Doris /;
''that's what so bewildered me"
She turned to her Harry. Where
is the letter 1 wrote you by the first
post this morning, addressed to your
club, which you ought to have re-
ceived 20
''I did receive it; at 2 O'Clock to-
day, when I went to the Acanthus for
luncheon. IT have it now, he
dived into his breast pocket of his
great coat why, no it's gone"
"How did it get into my husband S
coat?'' demanded Mile; that S
where 1 found it."
Henry Carew the second took the
letter and envelope Mrs. Carew pro-
duced and gazed wonderingly at
them. "This is positively uncanny p
he stated.
HAS the coat been out of your
possession ?" asked Doris, as he seem
ed unable to give any explanation.
"Let me think. I read the letter
in the vestibule and put it in the
breast pocket of my overcoat. hung
the coat on a peg in the luncheon
room while 1 lunched. Then 1 put
it on and went out. No, didn't. I
had half an hour to spare, and had a
game of billiards and gave the coat to
a waiter, and he brought it to me
when 1 finished, and 1 put it on and
went out. All Is your husband a
Henry Carew?" inquired the young
man of Millie.
"Of course" said Mrs. Carew, i'm
patiently, or all this trouble wouldn t
have arisen"
"Then believe know who your
husband is" was the triumphat re-
ply.
Millie, who in her bewilderment,
was beginning to wonder whether the
existence of her Harry was not i'm
agination on her part, gave him ali
her attention, and Doris, began to
think her supposition that her visitor
was crazy might be incorrect.
"He's Paul Carew, the junior part
ner of Stephens & Co., the wool bro
kers 7" asked the young man.
Eyes, yes,' cried Mrs. Carew, ca
gerly, and in her excitement ungram-
matically added, like the monks when
they spotted the thieving jackdaw,
"that's him p
"But still, continued Miss Forbes
Harry, speaking more to himself than
to his eager audience, "that doesn't
explain how he got-why, don't be-
lieve this is my coat '
He was feeling in the pockets oi
his overcoat with a puzzled expes-
sion, and looking at season ticket
pass drawn from the ticket pocket.
"That's Harry's ticket You've
got on his coat" cried Millie, a ray
of light illuminating the puzzle, "and
he's got yours-but they're exactly
alike"
"Of course they are," said Harry
Carew; Harry and I patronize, the
same tailor. He must have been al
the same club today, though I didn't
see him, and the waiter mixed up oul
coats"
'You know my husband 7"
81 should think l do. Why, we'r'
first cousins, and have been grea
chums till year ago, when we guar