Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1911-04-03

lace-oa the coal. o. somewhere and
get away
Ny vslcs got beyond me then, and I
dropped into chair and covered my
face. ! could feel him staring at the
back Of my head.
well. I'll w." something or other,
he said finally. and then turned on his
heel and went out BY the time got
my eyes dry Eyes. I was crying: I a.
ways do when I am angry heard
Jim coming downstairs, and I tucked
the watch out Of sight. Would any
ono have foreseen the trouble that
watch would make!
Jim was sulky He dropped into .
chair and stretched out his legs.
looking gloomily ct nothing. Then
he, got up and ambled into his den.
closing the door behind him without
having spoken word. It was more
than human nature could stand.
When I went into the den he was
stretched On the davenport with his
face buried In the cushion. 1t looked
absolutely wilted. and every line Of
him was dropping.
go ON out. Kit" he said. in q
smothsred voice. BE a good girl and
don't follow mo around
you are shameless!" sasDed.
follow you! When you are hung
around my neck like a-like a."
Milestone was what wanted to say.
but couldn't think Of it.
He turned over and looked up from
his cushions like an ill-treated and
suffering cherub.
Tn done for. Kit" he groaned.
BELLA went UP to the studio after
we left. and investigated that corner"
What did she find? The necklace?"
asked eagerly. He was too wretched
to notice this.
"No, that picture Of you that did
last winter. She is crazy-she says
she is going upstairs and sit in Ia
kahiro's room and take smallpox and
die"
"F1ddlesticks!" said rudely. and
somebody hammered on the door and
opened it.
Pardon me for disturbing you."
Bella said, in her best dear-me-1'm-
glad-I.knocked manner. "But-F1an-
nigan says the dinner has not come"
|. Good Lord!" Jim exclaimed. Il
forgot to order the confounded din
nerl" ~
1t was eight o'clock BY that time
and as 1t took an hour at least after
telerhoning tho order, everybody
looked bissk when they heard. The
entire family. except Mr.. Harrison.
who had not appeared again, escorted
Jim to the telephone and hung around
hungrily. suggesting new dishes every
minute. And then-he couldn't raise
Central. II was IL minutes before We
save up, and stood staring at one an
other despeiringly.
Call out Of a window and get ono
Of those internal reporters to do some.
thing useful for once" Max suggested.
But he was Indignantly hushed. We
would have starved hrst. Jim was
peeriag into the transmltter and
knocking the receiver against his
hand, like q watch that had stopped.
But nothing happened. F1annigan no
ported box OF breakfast food. two
lemons and q pineapple cheese, .
combination that didn't seem to lend
itself to anything. -
We went back to the dining room
from sheer force OF habit and eat
around the table and looked at the
lemonade Flanagan had made. Anne
would talk about the salad her last
cook had concoted. and Max told
about little town in Connecticut
where the restaurant keeper smokes q
corn-cob pipe while he cooks the most
luscious fried clans in America. And
Aunt Selma related that in her family
they had q recipe for chicken smoth-
cred in cream. And snen We slipped
the weak lemonade and nibbled ct the
cheese.
ITO change this gridiron martyr
DOM" Dallas said finally. where's
Harbison7 Still looking for his
watch?"
"watch!" Everybody said it In Q
different tone.
Sure" he responded. Says his
watch was taken last night from the
studio. Better get him down to take
q squirt at the telephone. Likely he
can nx it,
Flanagan was beside me with the
cheese. And at that moment felt
Mr.. Harbison's stolen watch slip out
Of my girdle. slide greasily across my
lap. and chatter to the floor. F1anni-
gan stopped, but luckily It had gone
under the table. To have had It
picked up. to have had to explain how
I got 1t, to see them try to ignore
my picture pasted In it-oh, 1t was
impossible! put my foot over It
Drop something?" Dallas asked
perfunctorily, rising. Flanagan was
still half kneeling.
"A fork" l said, as easily 40
could, and the conversation went on.
But Flanagan knew, and knew he
knew. He watched my every move
ment like hawk after that. standing
Just behind my chair. dropped my
useless napkin, to have 1t whirled up
before It reached tho door. said to
Betty that my shoe buckle was loose.
and actually got the watch in my hand,
only to let It slip at the critical mo
ment. Then they all got up and won't
sadly back to the library, and F1anni.
gan and faced each other.
Flanagan was not handsome man
ut any time. though up - ttA.e::: he had
at least looked amiable. But now as
stood with my hand on the back Of