Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1909-08-08
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You'd better guess again. he answered, and
taking her masterful way that bereft her of
briskly down the slope and straight to Mrs Dicks
Thank your stars you We struck place like this =
he said. If you don't, III have to thank them for
you"
Perhaps l ought to thank you first" she ven
tured smilingy 1t would have seemed absurd to
resent his boyish ways.
ntely?"
1T won't be indefinitely, and, besides, thanks
will keep-and breakfast won't,
HE entered the house. with Beth and her maid
II humbly trailing at his heels. Mrs. Dick came
busting from the kitchen like busy little ant Van
introduced his charges briefly Mrs Dick shook
hands with them both
Well" she said Il like you, after all! And it's
lucky do; for if didn't don't knows should
take you not, even if Van did say had to-
Van took her bv the shoulders and shook her boy
ishly You'd take stick of dynamite and house
afre, both in hand, if l said SC" he announced.
Now don't get hostile
added to Beth Amt he the dickens and all? Just
regular brute strength Come right up stairs till
show you where you put. I've turned off two men
to let you have the best room in the house
Beth had to smile, She had never felt SO helpless
in her life or SO amused She followed Mrs Dick
obedient1y, finding the two-bed room above to be
bright, smelling apartment of acceptable size
and situation. In answer to score of rapid fire
questions on the part of Mrs Dick she impaired
much Van already knew concerning herself and
her quest
Mrs Dick became her friend forthwith, then
fastened down stairs to the kitchen Van and Beth
borrowed needle and thread, was busted with some
minor repairing of garments roughly used the day
before Other boarders and dodgers of the house had
already eaten and gone to resume their swirl IN the
maelstrom of the camp.
FOR awhile the two, thus left alone in the dining
ROOM appeased their appetites in silence. Van
spoke
III let you know whatever hear about your
brother, if there is any more to hear. Meantime
you'll have to remain here and wait
She was silent for a moment, rejecting on the
situation. You took my suitcase away from Mr.
Bostwck, you'll remember" she said, and left it
where got the horses
1T will be here to-day" he answered. Il ar
ranged for that with Dave
"Oh. But of course you cannot tell when Mr..
Bostwck may appear.
His movements couldn't be arranged so con-
venently,'' said Van, Otherwise he shouldn't ap-
She glanced at him in startled way. Not come
at all? But need him Besides, he's my ex-
pect him to go and find my brother And the trunk
checks all in his pockets-wat!- they re not.
They're in my suitcase, after all "
You're in luck he assured her bandly; for
Searle has doubtless lost all his pockets"
Lost his pockets?' she echoed. Perhaps you
mean the convicts took them-took his clothing
everything he had"
Everything except his pleasant manner" Van
agreed. They have plenty of that of their own.
She was lost for moment in reflection. Poor
Scarlet Poor Mr.. Bostwick!''
Van drank the last of his coffee Was Searle the
only you knew in all New York;"
She coored. Certainly not! Of course not!
Why do you ask such question:"
Il was trying to understand the situation but
give it up He looked in her eyes with mock grav-
ity, and she colored.
She understood precisely what he meant,-the
situation between herself and Bostwick, to whom,
she feared she had half confessed herself engaged
She started three times to make reply: but halted
each answer for better You don't like Mr..
Bostwick,' she finally observed.