The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1910-08-02


looking around; "I'm still here. I
haven't even moved.p
Randy" / said, what under the
sum
If had ever doubted Ferguesson's
affection for me, all doubts would
have vanished then and there. His
face lit up surprisingly, and he
gripped my hand until the bones fair
ly cracked.
Billy he exclaimed, you are a
good old sort after ALL
''Oh, yes, very likely" ! returned.
"But what do you mean by all this
And how are you going to explain
things to Miss Julie Schuyler? She's
waiting at the Fremont House this
minute, and
Randy looked hurriedly over his
shoulder.
Here" he said, Just hold on to
this blasted box one minute, will
you? I've got something to show
you
Very foolishly complied. Having
known Randy long and intimately,
should have known better than to
agree to anything he suggested Nev-
ertheless took the box-in fact, he
fairly forced it into my hands and
stepped back hastily. 1t was then,
and then only, that realized we
stood beside the elevator. had q
glimpse of Ferguesson next the wire
grating as it went down, and he
seemed to be shouting something to
me and pointing toward the staircase.
l thought he meant me to join him
below and started in that direction,
when felt my shoulder gripped from
the rear, and saw the fingers of a
white kid glove against the black of
my coat
mo, you don't" said woman's
voice, metallic and convincing. TRY
ing to run away from me again, were
you? Oh, yes, you were, don't deny
it-don't dare to deny it,
did not deny anything. In fact,
did not speak at all, for it seemed
to me / was up against it again, and
that this was the last straw. set
the box upon the ground. with feel
ing that without it l could be more
manly and assertive.
Instantly there was sharp excla.
nation.
Pick it up she commanded
Haven't told you never to drop it
for a minute? Don't argue with me-
Can't / have you arrested? Didn't
you abduct mean unprotected fe.
male in a cab alone and at night?
Didn't"
She collapsed into the nearest seat
speechless with mingled surprise and
Indignation. / saw stout woman,
past middle age, with an astonishing
~ youthful bonnet (now rakishly
over one eye) and velvet cloak
badly in need of brushing. She was
slowly turning purple in the face,
and I believed was getting ready to
scream, which was alarming indeed.
] did not wish the attention of the
police again drawn toward me, so I
sat down beside her with my best
and most persuasive manner
Believe me, madam" I said, sit
is all right. Mr.. Fergnesson will
soon return, and in the meantime he
has entrusted you to my care"
Entrusted" she calculated En-
trusted"
set the bandbox on the seat be-
side me and was about to speak when
she broke in excitedly:
Don't let it touch the floor. Hold
it on your lap. On your lap, I tell
you!"
began to understand why Randy
wore such worried expression, as
obediently lifted the box and put in
on my knees. 1t was surprisingly.
heavy, and I thought felt something
move.
Would you mind" I ventured,
telling me where you and Mr.. Fer
guesson were going? Since / repre-
sent him, perhaps can be of use to
you. My name is Leigh-Fergues-
son and live together in New York"
Birds of a feather" murmured
she of the velvet cloak, and the infer
ence was not complimentary.
II should be glad to be of use,"
continued. I'VE always feel perfect
ly free to ask each other to do little
things. So when he found he had to
leave suddenly he asked me-
paused uncomfortably, for she,
was looking at me with distinct un-
belief in her eyes.
"Tarred with the same stick she
remarked.
Then she rose and Shook out her
skirts.
Come she remarked. "the gates
are not open yet, but we might as
we'll be in time
I rose also, bandbox IN hand.
To be Continued.
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