Newark evening star and Newark advertiser., 1910-10-03

Carleton, again nodding thought FULLY.
sat for some time In silence without
| looking up. At last he raised his eyes
to the chauffeur's "Tom," he said.
speaking with unwonted gravity. "Td
like to ask you one question. What
do you really think Abruptly he
broke Off "Well, speaking of angels"
he muttered, and again was silent.
Down the drive Henry Carleton was
walking briskly toward them. with a
step that youth of twenty might
have envied. AS he entered the car
riage house, he eyed the pair trif1e
keeny. 1t seemed yet when he spoke
his tone was amiability itself. "Ah.
Jack" he said. IL wondered where
you'd gone. Talking over old times
with Satterlee, l suppose. We dine at
seven, you know"
Carelessly Jack Carleton answered
him. "Yes, l know. I'll be ready Lots
of time yet"
There was nothing in the words at
which offense could be taken, yet at the
! tone Henry Carleton's eyebrows were
raised trife. "Suit YOURSELF" he said,
'as long as you're not late" then turn
ing to the chauffeur. ITS unfortunate
about the motor, isHt it, Satterlee? I
understand you to say that you can't
possibly havel it fixed before tomorrow
night?"
Satterlee shook his head. ooh, no,
sir, not possibly" he answered IT
shall have to go in town tomorrow
morning and see them at the factory.
And then there's a good half day just
on labor alone. No, sir. tomorrow.
night would be the very earliest pos
sible."
Henry Carleton face clouded a trifie
and for a moment he thought in silence.
Then he spoke, with little reluctance
evident in his manner. 'I don't like to
ask you to do 1t, Satterlee but / can't
see any other way I've promised to
send a message over to Mr.. Sheldon to-
night a message which is of great i'm
portance to both of us. 1 was going to
ask you to take the motor and go over
after dnner-it wouldn't have taken
much over an hour / suppose-but
that's out of the question now. Do
you think, Satteree, you could oblige
me by taking one of the horses and
driving over 1t will be something of a
| trip, I'm afraid"
Satterlee's assent could hardly have
been reader or more heartily given.
"Of course I'll go, SIR" he answered.
"and be more than glad to. It's not
to long a drive sir. The nights fine.
Let me see. Twelve miles over. Twelve
miles back. / could take old Robin, sir,
and make 1t in a matter of three hours,
or l could take Fleetwood, in the sulky,
and make it in pretty near an hour
quicker, if there's haste"
Henry Carleton shook his head. "Oh,
no. there's no special hurry" he am
swered, land l wouldn't take Fleetwood.
think. | want to save him for Mr..
Jack to drive tomorrow. No, 1 think
I'd take old Robin. And l suppose you
could get started by s. If you'll stop
at the house, then, Satterlee, I'll have
everything ready, and I'm sure I'm
much obliged to you. l won't forget it."
Satterlee's face showed his pleasure.
There was thoughtfulness and con-
sideration in his masters manner un~
usual and agreeable. you're more
than welcome, I'm sure, sir" he said.
I'm be ready sharp at eight"
Jack Carleton ha stood silent, with
| knitted brows. Now he looked up
quickly. gazing at Henry Carleton with
singular intentness, considering tho
comparative unimportance of the mat
ter involved
whats the matter with telephon-
| ing?" he asked abruptly. well-nigh
rudely. in fact.
.To re Continued Vomorroxya