Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1912-08-26

backed up BY q cauze. was enough
authority for any reasonable man.
Everything II out OF the way" said
the Major.
\ "Then, II you Wish. I can take you
right up to the house in my car. Your
butler said that he would have lunch
ready when you arrived
Every kind Of you. How noisy New
York IL! You can take our handling
gage?" Mrs. Chedsoye would have
made st. Anthony uneasy Of mind !;
Reynolds, young, alive. metaphorically
fell at her feet.
"Plenty Of room for It."
II am glad Of that. You see. Mr..
Jones intrusted . fine old rug to us
to bring home for him; and I shouldn't
want anything to happen to It."
Tho Major looked up at the roof Of
the dingy shed. He did not care to
have Reynolds note the flicker Of ad.
miratien in his eyes. The cleverest
woman Of them all! The positive
touch to the whole daredevil affair!
And he would not have thought of it
had he lived to be thousand. zone
might az we'll disembark In . stable, !"
he said aloud. "Ahi We are ready to
90. thenf"
They entered the limousine and
went of buzzing and zigzagging
among the numbering trucks. The
agent drove the car himself.
Where IL Jones now" he asked
the Major, who sat at his left.
Haven't had q line from him for .
month"
"Just before we sailed" said Mrs.
Chedsoye through the window, over
the Majors shoulder, he went into
tho desert for fortnight or so; with
a caravan. He had heard Of some fab.
ulous carpet"
Touch number two. The Major
grinned. Zones 10 one of the best
judges I have ever met. He was of
at bound. I only hope he will get
back before we leave for California"
The Major drew up his collar. It was
q cold, blustry day.
The agent was delighted. What luck
a fellow like Jones had! To wander
all over creation and to meet charm.
ing people! And when they invited
him to remain for luncheon, the VIC
tory was complete.
Mrs. Chedsoye strolled in and out
Of the beautifully. appointed rooms.
Never had she seen more excellent
A..A~ Ayo< 80, yn,,oh. nvnpvth}no non.
fectly placed, one object nicely bal
anced against another. Here was q
rare bit Of Capo di Monte. there q
piece Of Sevres or Canton. Some
houses, with their treasures, look like
museums, but this enc Cd not Tho
owner had not gone mad over one
subject; here was q sane and prudent
collector. The great yellow Chinese
carpet represented a fortune; she
knew enough about carpets to realize
this fact. Ivories, jades, lapis-lazuli.
the precious woods. priceless French
and japanese tapestries, some fine
paintings and bronzes; the rooms
were full Of unspoken romance and
adventure; echoed with war and trag-
edy, too. And Fortune might have
married man like this one. A pos
sibility occurred to her, and the ghost
Of q smile moderated the interest in
her face. They might be upon the
desert for weeks. Who knew what
might not happen, to two such roman
tic simpletons?
The butler and the first man (who
Was also the cook were impeccablo
types Of servants; so thought Reyn-
olds. They moved silently and an
ticipated each want. Reynolds deter
mined that very afternoon to drop q
line to Jones and compliment him
upon his good taste in the selection
Of his friends. A subsequent press Of
office work, however, drove the deter
nination out of his mind.
The instant his car carried him out
Of sight, strange scene was enacted.
The butler and the first man seized
the Major by the arms, and the three
executed q pas-seul. Mrs. Chedsoye
eyed these manifestations Of Joy ston-
lily.
Now then, what's been done?"
asked the Major, pulling down his
cuffs and shaking the wrinkles from
his sleeves.
"Ialf done!" cried the butler.
Zine! What do you do with the
,refuse?"
cart 1t away In an automobile ev-
cry night, after the gun starts down
the other end Of the street"
"Gun?' The Major did not quite
understand.
Gun or bull: that's the argot for
policeman"
Thieves argot," said Mrs. Ched-
soys contemptuous1y.
The butler laughed. He knew Clio
conda Of old.
Where's that wallsafe?" the Major
wanted to know.
Behind that sketch by Detaille."
And the butler, strange to say, pro-
nounced it Det-i.
"Can you open it,"
"Tried. but failed. Wallace is the
man for that"
Hell be along in an hour or 80"
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