The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1912-09-18
Copyright, 1911, by ii. <. Fly Co.

lie seemed a trIne afraid himself
and his gaze was askance as he
urged: But the train will start soon,
Edith-and then we shall be safe"
Mrs. Fosdick had a genius for in
venting unpleasant possibilities. But
what if your former wife or my for
mer husband should nave a detective
on board?"
"a detective?-poof!" He snapped
his fingers in bravado You are with
your husband, aren't you?"
I'm Illinois, yes" she admitted
very dolefully. But when We come
to Iowa, I'm a bigamist, and when
we come to Nebraska, you're a biga-
mist, and when we come to Wyoming,
we're not married at ALL
It was certainly a tangled web they
had woven, but a ray of light shot
through it into his bewildered soul.
"But we're all right in Utah. Come,
dearest"
He took her by the elbow to escort
her into their sanctuary, but still she
hung back.
ION one condition, Arthur-that
you leave me as soon as we cross the
Iowa state line, and not come back
till we get to Utah. Remember, the
Iowa state line!"
"Oh, all right he smiled. And see
ing the porter, beckoned him close
and asked with careless Indifference:
"Oh, porter, what time do we reach
the Iowa state line?"
1.-TWO f1fty-tive in the mawning,
sah."
1.-TWO ffty-tive a. m.?" the wretch
exclaimed
Two fifty-five a. M, yassah," the
porter repeated, and wondered why
this excerpt from the timetable
should exert such a dramatic effect
on the luscious-eyed Fosdick.
He had small time to mediate the
| puzzle, for the train was about to be
| launched upon it's long voyage. He
! went out to the platform, and watched
| a couple making that way. AS their
| only luggage was dog-basket he sup
| posed that they were simply come to
/ bid some of his passengers goodbye
| No tips were to be expected from
| help themselves up the steps.
Mallory and. mis- Marjorie nad Ir1eO
! to kiss the farewell or farewells hall
/ him go at the gate. She asked the
guard to let her through, and her
I beauty was bride enough.
Again and again, she and Mallory
paused. He wanted to take her back
! to the taxicab, but she would not be
so dismissed. She must spend the
| last available second with him.
"Pll go as far as the steps of the
car" she said When they were ar
rived there, two porters, a sleeping
car conductor and several smoking
| saunterers profaned tne tryst. So she
whispered that she would come
aboard, for the corridor would be a
quiet lane for the last rites.
| And now that he had her actually
on the train, Mallory's whole soul re.
VOTED against letting her go. The
| vision of her standing on the plat.
form sad-eyed and lorn. while the
train swept him off into space was
uncomfortable. He shut his eyes against
| It, but 1t glowed inside the lids.
And then temptation whispered him
its old why not?" While it was
working in his soul like a fermenting
yeast, he was saying:
ITO think that we should owe all
our misfortune to an Internal taxi.
cabs breakdown"
Out of the anguish or her loneliness
crept one little complaint:
IF you had really wanted me, you'd
have had two taxicabs."
"Oh, how can you say that? l had
the license bought and the minister
waiting"
He's waiting yet"
And the ring-tnere's the ring
He fished it out of his waistcoat peck
ct and held it before her as a golden
amulet
"A lot of good it does now said
Marjorie. You won't even wait over
till the next train"
I've told you a thousand times, my
| love-" he protested. desperately, ''if |
don't catch the transport, I'll be court
martialed If this train is late, IE