The Wheeling intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1903-1961, 1912-09-28

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uDon1ly pperespsetivs stars. who va
Q11o ~ eoaGht 70 probs hia past. d
pofoGnaftyf ~" could b but ons
peennaf WAT ola she vant Of him
\ . u poaslbls that. after all. q iittis
49, q sentiment had been KEEP
ou04e h her bosom. too--that In the
o.1ee mo0snts her thoughts had TURN
- towards him - his had 90 Otter
1one - hssf
Ihea Z sudden idsn-an ugly
Z tno1Uht--drovs the tenderness from
Bic faea she vas no longer Maud
1al1ecsAs vas Mrs.. Johp Dory
80 yoap Dory we HIS snsmyi Gould
thefs - trsschsry lurking beneath
49, stnpss iinss. Things had nol
49, we1 with John Dory lately. Some
~ ~ other. his cases seemed "a
have crunplsd into dust. He vas nc
loager held In the same esteem a
9co>land Yard. Yet could even John
Don stoop TO such mean - these,
He turnsd In his chair.
-hiss Bsovn." he said. please take
your psncil."
He MARKED the advertisement with
. ring and passed II 70 her.
Rse!y 10 that a. follows" he said:
notice In the Daily Mail OF this
morning that you are inquiring
tnroush the personal column for the
xnsreaoeut Of Mr. Spencer Fitzgerald
nine. and l have been In occasional
communication with him. II you will
INFORM me OF the nature OF your bust
noss. ! may. perhaps. be able TO put
you In touch with Mr.. Fitzgerald. You
viii understand. however, that. under
the circumstances. shall require
proofs Of your good faith.
Truly yours. PETER RUFF,
Miss Brown glanced through the ad
vertisemsnt.
"Did you say-'Dear Sir?'" she ask
.Certainly," Peter Run answered.
She turned unwillingiy TO her ma
"Mr. Fitzgerald is very much bet
ter where he Is" h remarked.
That depends" he answered.
who do you suppose NJ is?" she
aaked.
with your assistance" Peter Run
remarked. a little sarcastically-"with
% md OUT"
Miss Brown smiled and banged al
the keys OF her typewriter.
That coal dealers girl from Streat
ham" she murmured TO herself. .
A Few politely worded letter were
------ AN -- $500
| her identity. but made an appointment
70 visit Mr.. Ruiz at his once The
morning she was expected he was pal
pably ervou Miss Brown. who had
arrived q little late. sat with heI
back turned upon him. n ignored
even his usual morning greeting. The
atmosphere OF the ONCE was decidedly
chilly! Fortunately, the expected Wis
flor arrived early.
Peter Rum rose 10 receive his for
mer sweetheart with an agitation per
force concealed. yet TO him poignant
indeed. For II was indeed Maud who
entered the and came towards
him with carefully studied embarrass
ment and half doubtfully extended
, hand. He did o see the cheap mil
' iinery, the slightly more developed
/, figure. the passing of that insipic
prettiness which had n C charmed
him into the bloom OF an over-early
maturity. His eyes were blinded viii
that sort OF masculine chivalry-the
heritage only OF fools and very clever
~men-which takes no note OF such
things. IL was Miss Brown who.
from her place In n corner OF the
room, ran over the cheap attraction:
Of this unwelcome visitor with an ex
preston OF scornful wonder. who ap
preciated. with merciless judgment
her micing speech. her cheap. nirta
tious methods.
Maud. with a dinhdence not alto
gether assumed. accepted the chair
which Peter Run placed for her.
II am sure. Mr.. Ruff" she said
looking demurely into her lap. Il
ought not to have come here. I fee
terribly guilty. It's such an neon
Portable sort OF position. too. ism
III"
II am sorry tina you find Il So
Peter Run said. "Tf there Is anything
/ can do -
"You are very kind" she muir
n INJURED, but, you see. We are perfec
strangers TO n another. You don
know me AZ all. do YOU and I have
o~nlyAheard Of you through the news
papers. You might think all sort
OF things about my coming here Il
make inquiries about a gentleman"
II q assure you" Peter Run said
sincerely. that you need have nj
fsars-no fears al all. Just speak Il
me quite frankly. Mr. Fitzgerald wal
friend OF yours. was he not"
Maud simpercd.
4 HE was more than that she an
swered. looking down. I'VE we're en-
raged 20 be married
Peter Run sighed.
Il knew all about a." he declared
~FtEgerald used q tell me every
hing"
You we're his friend7" she asked
looking him In the face.
Il was" Peter Run answered FER
vently, his best friend"
y She sighed.
"In some ways" she remarked soft
iy. you 70 mind me Of him"
"YOu could scarcely say anything
Peter Run murmured. which would
give me more pleasure. am nat
tered"
she shook her head.
n III isn't hattery." she said. Its the
truth. You may be p few years older