The Newark star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1909, 1909-10-18
CHAPTER V.


"a ~
~ between the sheets for the first
time since he had thrown himself
into his bed-stirred, and, confused by
whatever alarm had awakened him
yawned stu%pendously, and sat up, rub
bling clenched fists In his eyes to clear
them of sleeps cobwebs. Then he ben
forward, clasping his knees, smiled
largely, replaced the smile with a
thoughtful frown, and in such wise con-
templated the foot of the bed for sew
eral minutes-his first conscious i'm
preston, that he had something de-
lightful to look forward to yielding &c
a vague recollection of a prolonged
shrill Observation-Disclosures If the tele-
phone bell in the front room had been
ringing for some time.
But he waited in vain for a repetition
of the sound, and eventually concluded
that he had been mistaken; it had been
an echo from his dreams, most likely.
Besides, who should call him up? Not
two people Knew that he was in town;
not even O'Hagan was aware that he
had returned to his rooms that morn
ing.
He gaped again, stretching wide his
arms. sat up on the edge of the bed,
and heard the clock strike twelve.
Noon and He had ar engage
ment at 2. He frightened at the men,
DRY and. jumping up, pressed an cleo
trio ~call-button on the wall. BY the
time he had padded barefoot to the
bathroom and urned on the cold-water
tap. O'Hagan's knock him
to the hall door.
v Back again, O'Hagan; and In a des-
perate rush. I'll want you TO shave me
and SEND some kilograms, please. Must
be off by 1870. You may get out my
grey-striped fannels'-here he paused,
calculating his costume with careful
MISUNDERSTANDING a black-striped
negligee shirt; grey socks; russell low
shoes; black and white check %tie-broad
wings. You know where to find them
all?'
"Shure yiss, sor."
O'Hagan showed no evidence Of sur
prise; the ecoentricities OF Mr.. Matt
land could not move him, who was
Injured to them through long ~associa-
ton and observation. He moved away
to execute his instructions. quietly effl-
cient. BY the time Maitland had fin
ished splashing and gasping in the
bath-tub, everything was ready for the
ceremony of dressing.
In other words, twenty minutes later
Maitland, bathed, shaved. but still in
dressing-gown and slippers, was seated
at his desk, a cup of black
coffee steaming at his elbow, a number
of yellow telegraph blanks before him.
a pen poised between his fingers.
1t was in his mind to send Il wire to
Greasy, ~apologizing for his desertion Of
the night just gone, and announcing his
intention to rejoin the party from
which the motor trip to New York had
been as planned but a temporary de-
lection, in time for dinner that same
evening. He nibbed the end of the
~pen-holder. selecting phrases, then
looked up at the attentive O'Hagan.
Bring me a New Haven timetable,
please" he began, and"
The doorbell abrupted his words,
clamoring shrilly.
What the deuce?" he demanded.
who can that be? Answer II, will
you, O'Hagan?'
He put, down the pen. swallowed his
coffee and lit n cigarette, listening to
the murmurs at the hall door. An
instant later. O'Hagan returned, bear
ing a slip OF white p~asteboard which
he deposited on the desk before Malt
land.
flames Burleson Snaith.'" Maitland
read aloud from the faultIessly en-
graved card. II don't know him. What
does he WANT
"Wonldn't say, sor; seemed surprised