Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-07-05
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swept instantly to his very temples: his
eyes fairly blazed in the brief instant
that he looked upon her, then. with a mere
without seeing. apparently, the gracious
hand extended in greeting, turned and took
that Of John Raynor, limp and tremulous,
and bent over him in sOlicitude at once re-
assuring and affectionate.
Raynor himself could speak only with
difficulty. but his eyes were filled with
inexpressible yearning, with doubt and
combined. His feeble hand chung to In
graham with all its little strength. His
lips seemed trying to frame words of
welcome and inquiry. 1ngraham from
side, had speech only for him; only a
courteous bow for those who took their
leave; only a hurried word for Watson;
not SO much as another glance for the
emily moved slowly. noiselessly into the
adjoining room. and thither Mrs. Fair
banks followed
There are papers here that had to be
attended to this afternoon" Watson was
saying. Danger was over in this part of
the town. so they drove here from the
Aston to see the meeting. Burnhams
speech was a triumph. 1 should Judge.
and watson was keenly studying Ingra-
ham as he spoke. They told me he was
getting to be quite talker on change
but l hadn't heard Of him as an orator
He'll be here presently" was the signifi-
cant close, for Mrs. Fairbanks had passed
10 the hallway and was speaking to the
office boy. AS she again returned-Ray-
nor the while still clinging to Rex's hand
and oabblfng slowly. painfully into his
ear-Watson stepped quickly to the door
James,. he cried, take this telegra m -
mrs. Fairbanks had passed once more
into the rear room, where she could not
near what now passed between the law
yer ana the lad. Ingraham, seated half
facing the hallway, could not well avoid
You were taking a note to Mr. Burn
nam. said Watson. 81 will add a post.
script Go with this telegram first, then
post these at the Office. There's no hurry >
Letters were handed the bow in exchanee
Tor the penciled note that Watson was
now carefully tucking in a waistcoat
POCKET. L see by the papers," said he
calmly resuming his seat close to Raw.
nor chalr, that your friend Chalmers
Is win you on the staff of Gen. Brown
Er-couid you two dine with me at the
Astor this EVENING""
rear not. Mr.. Watson" answered In
sraham surprised at such a proposition. al
Such time, from a man presumably leye
heaoeo. should be back at Headquarters
even now
so / feared" said Watson. ref1ectivelv
yet have just taken the liberty of wirine
Heneral Brown, over the police telegraph
that very important personal considerations
require your presence here as much as &c
minutes. Take our carriage The general
left police headquarters a while ago and is
now at the city hall. Get Chalmers and
come back here quick as you possibly cam
There was that in Watson's face that told
1ar more than his words. Ingraham rose
"a once. You mean" he began.
Il mean that you have not a second tc
spare. You placed this matter in my hands
a year or more ago. and now or never is
the time to clinch it. Go, man, and bring
Hugh Chalmers"
Less than 30 minutes later these two
strangely allied men stood within the law
yer's office, the Virginian with grave and
courtly dignity bowling to the two ladies'
who were once more seated near the in
valid-then with compassionate and kindly
interest. addressing himself to Raynor
whose pathetic eyes fitted from one to an
other in the little group. now reinforced by
two men. junior partner and clerk who
had been Of the party at Ingrahams first
appearance.
The very atmosphere had changed and
now seemed surcharged with electricity
Mrs. Fairbanks had lost every symptom OF
that superiority of manner that so distin-
gushed her. She had suddenly become fit
full and nervous. There was a hunted look
about the eyes. and they were furtively
following Watson's every move-Watson.