Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1910-04-15
tuaity was thrust upon him.


tuaity vas thrust upon him.
well. Cherub, If you think you had
better leave this to me. why. y
Good. And don't forget about call
ing me up tonight 70 let me know
what luck you have"
No hint of this altered program. of
course, had reached Hewington Acres.
so it happened that when Timmins
finally did bring up the lathered cobs
with a fine flourish the While house,
hold was assembled to witness the
Cherub's much heralded return.
The Countess Necchi had at the last
moment abandoned her angelic pose
and yielded TO curiosity Mr. Hewing-
ton was even more eager 10 learn what
it was all about. Mr. llevinr never
knew just what he MISSED by backing
out.
In his stead there stepped from the
carriage Mr.. Nicholas Walleway. oui-
wardly cool and self possessed. but Sc
cretly very much ut loss to know just
how he should proceed. For a moment
he regarded the expectant group with
some establishment. Then Mr.. Hew-
ington voiced the common thought in
one question.
why, Nicholas. where is Mr.. De-
vinef"
mr.. Devine is on his way back to
town.
But he sent word began the
countess, only to be stopped by Mr..
Walloway's hasty explanation.
HE has asked me to transact some
business with you. countess. Might
I-er'- And he glanced significantly
at the door.
The Countess vecchi promptly led
him into the library.
"Well, Nicholas?" she asked.
Mr.. Walloway had seated himself at
the library table and was sorting some
documents. 1t had been years since
she had called him Nicholas. Well.
this was an suspicious beginning. He
smiled indulgently. Strengthened his
shoulders and placed his finger tips
together In a judicial manner 1t was
rather an effective pose, indicating the
patiently receptive mood of a superior
mind.
"My dear Adele
"Mr. Walloway!' The Countess vec-
chi couil be a 49,. explosive young
person. and her brown eyes could sim.
ulate indignation very convincingly.
"But-but you called me Nicholas, T"
he protested.
81 didn't call you my dear Nicholas,
did [? l want tt know why Mr.. De-
vine sent you instead of coming him.
self"
Mr.. Walloway proceeded to state
not at all in the way he had meant to
put it his errand. He told the count
ess the amount for which the stocks
had been sold and of her opportunity
to buy back Hewington Acres. The
Countess Vecchi heard him with wild
ening eyes.
And l really have all that?"
1.-THE check is drawn for the full
amount, l believe, less the brokerage
commission. Here it is" A little
awed, she accepted the slip of pink
paper and stared at it incredulously.
you are sure there's no mistaken"
Mr.. Walloway was quite sure. He
explained that tile shares had brought
$1,000 each and that there were a
hundred of them.
Il don't in the least understand"
said the countess. referring once more
to the check, "but | hope that who
ever paid that much for them could
afford-why, here is Mr.. Devine's
Manner
Yes, he bought the shares, and he
could we'll afford to at that price"
could he? Oh, and those horrid
men you were talking about! Did he
smash them?"
Mr.. Walloway INDUCED in a faint
smile.
HE did smash them"
"But did he smash them hard-as
hard as | told him to-"
HE made a very thorough job of 1t
quite thorough"
"Oh. goody" The Countess Vecchi's
hands were shut tight; her 1.-the figure
was held very erect: her eyes were
alight with eXultation.
Continued next week
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