Highland recorder. (Monterey, Highland County, Va.) 1877-1972, 1912-05-03

Way, dash it, I thought that jolly
liHely, myself! I said so.
Yes, sir" said Jenkins darkly.
And Mr.. Billings usually knows
where he is. l guess, sir, he's IN this
neighborhood-h'm!"
I lust sat staring at him minute,
thinking what a devilish wonderful
thing intuition is for the lower classes.
by Jove, Jenkins!" I said; then
you think
Il think Mr.. Billings, sir, might pre-
fer to find himself-h'm! Yes, sir"
Jenkins lifted the breakfast tray with
deliberation, removed it from the
room and returned, moving about the
furniture and busyirg himself with an
air OF mystery. Dash it, I knew he
had up his sleeve some other dev1lish
clever notion, ard so presently ]
spoke Up just to touch him off.
"By Joye!" l remarked.
Yes, sir" Jenkins rested the end
of the thumb brush on the table and
considered ME earnestly. You know,
Mr.. Lightnut, last night as Mr.. Bill
ings was retiring, he says to me:
jenkins, Mr.. Lightuut has promised
to 90 up home with me tomorrow for
the week end. There's a tenner COM
ing your way II he doesn't forget
about it. lies to 60 tomorrow, now,
mind YOU, Jenkins; and 1t don't mat
ter what comes up. You see that he
goes Up tomorrow.
by Jove!" l SD as he paused, ard
I screwed my JaCcle tighter and
nodded. II Sc.
OF course ] didn't see, but l knew
the poor fellow Vas driving at some
ti,irg, and want, d 10 give him run.
"I.xactly, sir" AID he stood wait
Ing. so, shall / Jack, sir? You'll
want to take the f3ur-ten express, l
SUPPOSE
By Jove, it was the most amazing
", dashed clever guess l ever knew
Jenkins to get OF! Fact! knew
that il there was one thing more than
another In all the world that wanted
to do, it was to take that fourteen ex'
press. To think CT seeing Frances
again, and today!
| left jenkins TO travel by later
train, and d little after four | was
whirling above Spuyten Duyvfl and
looking about the chair-car to see II
there was any one l knew. But, By
Joye. there was hardly a soul III
car--ncbody except just WON
know, ami these filled the W
by Joye, she could be
thought, studying a young woman who
stood in the aisle beside me. She was
rather heavy set-Wn@t you might call
egg-shaped. Her face and her heavy
glasses seemed to proclaim a mission
in life, and the dowdyish cut OF her
rig and the reckless W it was hurled
on made it plain that she was on to
the fact that nature had made blum
der in her sex, and she wanted the
/ world to know she knew.
She was talking to the lady imme-
diately behind me. At least, discov-
cred after five minutes that she was
talking. BY Jove, up to that time, L
thought she was canvassing for a
book! The other never got In a word,
don't you know. And I was getting
| deyilish tired of 1t and wishing she
! would move on, when she shifted,
| preparatory to doing SO, and raised
| her voice:
! Very we'll, then, If you don't care
to come, | think l will go forward
again and finish the discussion with
. DR.. Jennie Newman upon the meta
morphoses of the primordial proto-
| plasms Watch out for Tarrytown
now, Frances"
Tarrytown! Frances! BY Jove, my
heart skipped beat!
And then the freak left. watched
her spraddle down the aisle and out
through the little corridor before l
dared risk the accident of a back
ward turn of that funny green hat.
Then, when all was safe, took q
deep breath, gripped hard the arms
of the chair, and whirled suddenly
around.
"Frances!" I whispered. MY darl-
ing!"