The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1906-12-07


wentworth paused in the doorway
ana glanced carelessly over the car.
Then ne turned to the porter with an
Involuntary sigh OF relief
EITHER of these two vacant seats
will do he said
The porter consulted his book.
NO. IL is engaged, sab, but you can
IAN right" said wentworth. taking
possession.
After his belongings had been On
-ered for the conventional length of
tine and the duslzy official had re-
treated Wentworth looked at his
watch.
Five minutes to starting time" he
murmured, and no sign of her yet, for
which fact the lady has my heartfelt
gratitude"
my. won't Collins be in the deuce
OF a funk, though! He seems to be I'M
commonly keen over the affair. I'll see
THAT he says again" And. fumbling
in mis- pocket, he produced crimpled
sip OF paper.
Smoothing it out. he read half audi
bly,: Look out for Annette Blain on
Hoston express. She has wind of the
states intention to call her as a wit
ness In the Brent murder trial and Is
going to cross the border. Is about
twenty-five and slender, with brown
hair and gray or blue eyes; timid man
ner: dresses well, but plainly. Get an
interview with her and find out all she
knows about the case. Don't let this
Zip. Should be a beat Other papers
not on"
.sSlce thing to foist on a man just
starting on a vacation" Erumbled
wentworth. Anyway I've been
through all the cars-they're all jam
med-and there's no such person In
sight. That lets me out and-Jove"
The porter had come back, followed
BY n heavily yelled young woman in
long dark blue travelling coat. As she
sank YEARLY into the seat opposite
No. 10 a warming shrek came from
the great engine, and the train panied
slowly out Of the station.
wentworth eyed her furtively. while
the porter punctflIously arranged her
| luggage in the rack.
my victim undoubtedly" he solilo-
auIZed Poor child! l wonder II she
thinks that covering her face with
thick veil when the thermometer Is
80 Is good way to escape notice
Moral certainty aIl's very well. but I'm
afraid mine would become shnky If she
should deny her identity. There's
something out the polse or her head
that indicates she'd have the nerve to
do it. too, and I've really nothing to
20 by Confound that veil!''
At this point small leather hand
bag obliginrly slid on the newcomers
lap and Wentworth promptly present
ed il to her with his best bow.
''ThanIl YOU" she murmurcd politely
but in tone that distinctly discouraG
ed any attempt at conversation on his
part He felt instinctively that 1t
would not be advisable even to make
dow or the chair. He resumed his seat
and suIkily regarded the dying land
scape for several minutes.
When he turned again, his vis-a-vIs
had thrown back her veil As he look
eel mt her Wentworth found it difficult
to suppress an exclamation of amaze
ment She was so like and yet SO un.
like Collins terse description of che
might've witness. Slender she certain
~ was: twenty-five she might be, al
though sixteen would seem nearer the
truth. and her manner was undoubted.
~ timid. But surely the phrase drown
hair conveyed no adequate conception
Of those ripping, gold tiecked chestnut
waves that swept away from her
broad white brow and were gathered
in a loose coil at the nape OF her neck.
Surely the man who had told Collins
about her gray or blue eyes, never
had picked vIolets diamonded with the
dew of an, early May morning. Surely
no one but a brute could endure the
thought of the delicate pink of those
softly rounded cheeks deepening to
scarlet and those exqulsitely curved
lips quivering under the pitlless fire OF
cross questioning from half a dozen
lawyers regarding the hldeous details
Of the Brent murder case.
Her Testimony was not essential. The
case of the state was sufficiently strong
without 1t. Justice would lose moth.
ing by her absence. Her flight was not
| only entirely honorable-lt was sa-
cred duty she owed herself and her
family.
Fortunately she was snfe enough
now. Soon after passing the next sta
ton they would cross the line into Con
necticut. and there would be no ques-
ton of further pursuit. II only she
we're n shade more npproachnble he
was sure he could give her some valua-
bile advice in the matter.
At this point In his reflections the
train came to n full stop. why. were
there already he muttered, Glancing
ont of the window. and then involun.
tarily he smiled sympathetically at the
girl
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