The Fairmont West Virginian. (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1904-1914, 1912-05-01

Fosdlcks face bIased with e6od
IJnewg: I'm Just a little Whine We coma
to the, Utah 10 hen n 10 safes
God bless Utah.s
The rapture died ffon her face, M
she caught sight Of Or Temple, who
happened TO stroll In, and 30 10 the
bookshelyes. and taking out q book
happened TO glance neArsishtedIy her
way. ~ 20 \ 5sIs-
BE careful Of that man, dearie,"
Mrs. FosdIck Missed out Of one aide
OF her mouth. "HSsa very strange
character"
Her husband was infected with her
own terror. He asked, husklly: i.What
do you think he is?r
"A detective! I'm sure he's watch.
ing u.s. He followed youy right in
here" g..
Wen be very cautlous--.il we get
! 10 Utah. -. il
The old clergyman. little fuzzy in
brain from his debut in beer. contin-
ued innocently TO confirm the appear
ance OF detective by. drifting aim.
lessiy about. He was looking for his
wife, but he kept glancing at the un.
easy Fosdicks. He went to the door,
opened It, saw Mrs. Wellington finish
Ing cigar, and retreated precipitate.
ly. Seeing Mrs. Temple wandering in
the corridor, he motioned her to
chair near the Fosdicks and she sat
by his side, wondering at hts tiimy
eyes. Il q,
the Fosdicks, glancing uncomfort-
ably at DR.. Temple, rose and selected
other chairs further away. Then
Roger Ashton sauntered in, hts eyes
searching for "a proper companion
through the tunnel.
He saw Mrs. Wellington returning
from the platform, Just tossing away
her cigar and blowing out the last OF
its grateful yapor. 'is'
With an effort at sarcasm, he went
to her and offered her one 81 his own
cigars. smiling: Have another"
She 'took"it, looked 1T over. and
parted his irony with a Formula she
had heard men use when they hate
to refuse a gift-cigar: Thanks. III
smoke It after dinner, If you don't
mind" 4
"oh. ! don't mind" he laughed, then
bending closer he murmured: They
tell me We are coming to a tunnel, q
nice. long. dark, dismal tunnel"
Mrs. Wellington would not take a
dare. She felt herself already eman.
cipated from Jimmie. So she answered
Ashton's hint with a laughing chal.
lenge:
How nice of the conductor to ar.
range It."
ashton smacked his lips over the
prospect.
And now the porter, having noted
Ashton's Impotence TO reach the tun.
mel, thought to curry favor and a
quarter by announcing its approach.
He hustled in and made straight for
Ashton just as the tunnel announced
itself with sudden swoop OF gloom,
a great increase Of the train.nolses
and a far-otf clang OF the locomotive
bell.
Out Of the Egyptian darkness came
the unmistakable sounds OF oscillation
in various parts Of the room. Doubt
less, 1t was repeated in other parts or
the train. There were numerous COO
ing sounds, too. but nobody spoke ex.
cept Mrs. Temple, who was heard to
murmur:
oh. Walter, dear, what makes your
breath so FUNNY" .,''''.
Next cane a little yowl OF pain I'M
Mrs. Fosdick's voice, and then day.
light flooded the car with a rush, as
If time had made an instant leap from
midnight to noon. There were inter.
esting disclosures.
Mrs. Temple was caught with her
arms round the Doctors neck, and
she blushed like a spoony girl Mrs.
Fosdick was trying to disengage her
hair from Mr.. Eosdick's scarf.pin. Mrs.
Whitcomb alone was deserted. Mr..
Ashton was gazing devotion at Mrs.
Wellington md trying to tell her
with his eyes how velvet no had
found her cheek. ..s4
But she was looking reproachfully
at him from chair, and saying, not
without regret:
81 heard everybody kissing every.
body. but lwas cruelty neglected"
Ashton's eyes widened with unbe.
lief. he heard smoker, at his elbow,
and whirled to find the porter rub.
bling his black velvet cheek and
writing with pent.up laughter. 1
Mrs. Wellington glanced the same
way. and a shrek of understanding
burst from her. 1t sent the porter
into n spasm OF yah-yahs till he
caught Ashton's eyes and saw murder
in them. The porter fed to the plat.
form aud held the door fast, expect.
ing to be lynched.
But Ashton dashed away In search
OF concealment and soap.
The porter remained on the plat.
form for some time, planning to leap
overheard and take his chances rather
than fall Into Ashton's hands, but at
length. finding himself unpursued, he
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