Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1908-10-19

NAMED troubled. II sure am Maitland
to the life" he continued with salts
faction Even the head-waiter-
And Of course" she insinuated, deli
cateiy. you have disposed of the
loot"
He shook his head gloomily. mo
time, as yet"
Her dismay was evident. You don't
mean to say?
In my pocket"
.Oh!" She glanced stealthily
around "In your pocket" she whis-
pered "And-and il they stopped
you
81 am Maitland"
But if they insisted on searching
apprehension.
That's sol" Her perturbation was
infectious. His jaw dropped.
They would find the jewels-known
to be stolen"
'By God" he cried, savagely.
DAN"
I'll beg your pardon. But :.
what am to do? You are SURE?
"McClusky himself is on the nearest
corner!"
"Phew!" he whistled; and stared at
her, searchingly, through lengthen-
ing pause.
Dan - said she at length.
"Yes?"
There is a way"
Go on"
Last night, Dan"-she raised her
glorious eyes to his-"last night, l
q. trusted you"
His face hardened ever SO slightly:
vet when he took thought the tense
lines about his eyes and mouth soft
ened. And she drew a deep breath,
knowing that she had all but won.
81 trusted you she continued soft
" ..Do YOU know what that means?
| trusted you"
He nodded, eyes to hers, fascinated.
with an odd commingling of fear and
hope and satisfied self-love. Nov
am unconnected with the affair. No
ore knows that had any hand in it.
steal" Her tone fell lower "1'he po-
lice have never heard of me. DAM"
"I-believe-
81 could get away" she interrupted;
"and then, if they stopped YOU"
You're right, by the powers!" He
struck the table smartly with his first
You do that and we can carry this
through. Why, lacking the jewels, |
am Maitland-I am even wearing Matt
lands clothes!" he boosted. Il went
to his apartments this morning and
saw to that, because it suited my pur-
pose to be Maitland for a day or two"
"Then-?" Her gaze questioned his.
"Waiter!' cried Anisty. And, when
the man was deferential at his elbow:
Cali cab, at once, please"
Certainly, sir"
The rest of the corps Of servants
were at the other end of the big room.
Anisty made certain that they were
not watching, then stealthily passed
the canvas bag to the girl. She bent
her head, bestowing it in her handbag.
"You have made me happy,
Dan" came TREMENDOUSLY from beneath
the hat brim.
Whatever doubts may have assailed
him when it was too late, by that re-
mark were effaced, silenced. Who
could mistrust her sincerity?
"Then when and where may l see
you again." he demanded.
"The same place.
It was bold move; but she was
standing; the waiter was back, an
nouncing the cab in waiting, and he
| dared not protest. Yet his pat riposte
commanded her admiration.
! "No. Too risky. If they are watch
ing here, they may be there. too He
shook his head decidedly. The flicker
OF doubt was again extinguished; for
undoubtedly Maitland had escorted her
home that morning; her reference had
been to that place. Somewhere else, ;"
i he insisted, confident that she was
playing fair.
She appeared to think for an In
slant, then, fumbltng in her pocket
book extracted typical feminine
pencil stub--its business end looking
as though it had been gnawed by a
| vindictive rat-and scrubbed hastily
on the back of menu card:
Mrs. McCabe, 205 West One Hun
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