Highland recorder. (Monterey, Highland County, Va.) 1877-1972, 1912-05-10


chuckled hoarsely, gurglingly, and ou'
came the notebook and pencil from
his sleeve.
Better and better" he muttered
Now, if we could only go to him.
He caught my arm. IN the interest,"
of this investigation CT scientlhc phc'
nomena, would he consider a call III
trusive-could we not seek your
friend, Mr.. Rillings?'
Its all right, you know l. gently
treasured him. Eyes, were gong 70
him-going right there. Just little
ride, you know
By Jove, the way he cackled made
my heart ache! I whispered to Jen'
kins 10 run ahead and prepare the
ladies'. But the first thing We saw as
the cage hit the bottom was WON
sir and, dash it, the trump from
| China!
She gave a little scream and fell Cd
Billings neck, almost bearing him to
the ground.
"Oh, Jacky, Jacky!" she sobbed.
BY Joye, almost fell myself! so
that was the way the wind lay! Ana
had never even so much as suspect
ed. That was why he had raved SO
about her beauty! Beauty! Poor olo
Jack! If I had been sad about him
t:efore, it was a devilish sight worse
aow--
Worse? Why, dash it, she kissed
um!
And to see him standing there, KIND
OF batting and rolling his eyes and
cooking like a girl does when she's
trying a strange piece of candy out OF
rne Dox-oh, 1t just broke mo all up!
No wonder he was crazy! Why,
nash it. he would have TO be crazy!
He was nuttering to himself.
Remarkable" I heard. singular
<ersate and celebrating! Now,
!.'c: would lave thuught--umI"
And then he very deliberately tool
her head between his hands and
kissed her. Then he looked upward
thoughtfully and did it again--like
chicken drinks WATERPROOF know!
And then. while we-that is, Jen
kins and I-were trying to urge hin
on, or, came the notebook again am
he scrubbed rapidly, muttering auol
bly,: "Labial osculation--eXtraordinar!
stimulation-sensatory gangIia-mu
cous membrane"
"Police!" | whispered brutally II
the frump's ear. Better let's get hin
away" And, by Jove, that woke bel
out Of her trance! In two minutes
she had cajoled him to the car ant
we had him inside on the cushions
We punched blankets and rugs about
him to hide the pajamas.
"Jacky, DEAR" gushed the Chinese
freak. wouldn't you like for me to si
by you and hold your poor hand?'
1t looked as II he would.
The trump turned to me. Can 20,
drive the car, Mr.. Lightnut?"
Could l? Well, l would show her!
Especially as Frances had changed tt
the front as she saw US bringing out
Billings.
Take the train-get Billings things
from the club" I called to Jenkins
Sharp, now! And here, unlock thai
number there on the baok-gtVe Il
here!" -. .,.
jenkins nesitated. II think there:
a heavy fine, sir" he limited.
snapped my fingers at him and he
jumped to obey.
Worse things than a jolly fine"
said, looking at poor Billings smiling
crafty over the trump. l threw the
number plate into the car.
And just in time!
( Around the corner whirled police
man-and, by Jove, no less than thai
fat Irishman, O'Keefe! With him wal
the professors man.
| Don't tell me-" painted the officer;
II know my"
And then he gave a shout ane
sprang for the car.
tits that fellow that was prowlint
around the station housed" he yelled
Here, stop there!"
But | didn't want to. For one
thing. we were half-block away, ane
I had badly coasted a towel supply
wagon, and scattered the wares OF
push-cart across three sidewalks.
My cap went flying as we skiddec
a corner, and I was devilish glad, FOL
the inertia threw Frances head al
most against mine and felt the tick
ling brush of little hair wisp as Il
swept my nose.
Her eyes were dancing with ex
element. She looked back, waving
her hand at the figure of O'Keefe trot
ting from around the corner, and hel
laughter pealed joyously, deliciouslJ
in my ear.
"Oh, I think American men are
great-are wonderful" she cried
striking her little hands together. les
pecially Harvard men-and especial
w" She stopped with the faintes'
catch.
by Jove!" I cried. do you NEAR
it?"
And for the briefest instant tn;
hands were three; but her scream
brought me back to earth just in time
to save the lives of man and boy
Devilish ungrateful, too, for l coulc
see the man, three blocks behind, ant
still shaking his fist. The way witt
these pedestrians!
At Fifty-ninth street We caromet
with a. hanson trotting too leisurel1
across the plaza, and l listened fol
nearly block to the remarks OF
bicycle COP before he dropped behind