Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-01-31
THE MAN ON THE BOX By HAROLD MacGRATH %4 Author of The Grey Cloak" The Pupps Crown"
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Copyright, 1904, The Bobbs-Merrill Company.
CHAPTER XIV.

which gratuitously added to his meas ure. It came about in this wise. I was on my way down Seventeenth street that afternoon, and it was in front of fashionable apartment house that l met him. He was seated on his box, the whip at the proper angle and his eyes riveted on his pairs ears. It was the first time 1 had seen him since the day of the episode at the police-station. He was growing thin. He did not see me, and he did not even notice me till I stopped and the sounds of my heels on the N".'k ceased. Arms akimbo. surveyed him.
 "Well?" I began. I admit that the smile I offered him was deal like that which a cat offers a cornered mouse.
 He turned his head. I shall not re- peat the word he muttered. It was very improper, though they often refer to it in the Sabbath-schoOls, always in a hushed breath, however, as though to full-voice it would only fan the flames still higher.
 What have you to say for your self?' I went on.
 Nothing for myself, but for you, move on and let me alone, or when l get the opportunity, Chuck I'll punch your head, glasses or no glasses" "Brother-in-law or no brother-in- law"
 Chuck, will you go n?"-hoarsely, 'I mean it.'' <..
 I saw that he did. You don't look very happy for man who has cracked so tremendous a joke. 'Will you go along?'
 "Not till I get good and. ready, James. I've told too many lies on your account already not to make myself a present of this joyful reunion. Has Miss Annesley any idea of the impos- ture?"
 He did not answer.
 ''How did you like waiting in Scott Circle the other night?"
 Still no answer. I have half an idea that he was making ready to leap from his box. He ran his fingers up and down the lines. could see that he was mad through and through; but I en- joyed the scene nevertheless. He de- served a little roasting on the gridiron.
 T am given to understand l con- tinued, that you act as butler, be- sides, and pass soup around the table"
 Silence. Then I heard a door close, and saw look of despair grow on his face I turned and saw Miss Annesley and Mrs. Chadwick coming down the steps.
 "Why, how do you do, MT. Tender son? Mrs Chadwick"
 ''I have already had the pleasure of meeting this famous young orator, purred Mrs. Chadwick, giving me her hand She was fashionable, not 10 1say brilliant. intrigante. I knew her sto have been concerned indirectly with half a dozen big lobby schemes. She was rather wealthy But she was seen everywhere. and everywhere was admired. She was as completely al home abroad as here in Washington. She was a widow. perhaps 3s. hand some and fascinating. delightful ra- contour. and had the remarkable rep utation of never indulging in scandal. She was the repository of more secrets than I should care to discover.
 I recall one night at a state function when she sat between the French ann bassador and hat willy Chinsman, Li Hung Chang She discoursed on wines in French with the ambassador and immediately turned 10 the Chinaman and recited Confucius in the original Chinese.
 Not until recently did learn that at one time Karloff had been very at- teltive to her.
 "where are you bound?" asked Miss Annesley.
 T am on the way to the war depart ment.'
 Plenty of room: jump in and we shall drop you there. James, drive to the war department"
 Ordinarily I should have declined as I generally prefer to walk; but in this instance it would be superfuous 10 say that was delighted to accept the invitation. secretly hugged my self as thought of the driver
 How is Miss Warburton2'' asked Miss Annesiey. as she settled bacE among the cushions.
 Beautiful as ever replied. smil ing happily.
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