Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-06-22
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RUT at last, when the meal was over, John
- took the thick bundle of letters out of
his pocket and laid it on the cloth before
her.
"Now," he said, "let US have it over. I'm
as frightened about it as you'll don't in the
least know why"
"They are answers to an advertisement,
said Pamela. al had one clue-a sort of
clue-in the same box with the diamond,
and the only way could think of to follow
it UP was to advertise. l didn't suppose
should get any answers at all. OF course
most of these must be jokes or traps of some
Sort Even if there should be real one, l
don't know how l could tell it from the
others. l hadn't thought of that"
81 nearly answered an advertisement my
SELF said John; for he saw how her hands
were hesitating over the heap Of envelops.
II suppose if l hadn't found you l should
have answered it just in desperation.
should, anyway, if l could manage to find
out in advance what the advertiser was like
and what his purpose was.
"What sort of advertisement was it?'
asked Pamela.
at was queer enough" he told her. "The
bill and wanted, naturally, to hear from the
possessor of the other half Here! l have
the ad in my pocket" He took from his
waistcoat the bit of paper he had torn from
yesterday mornings paper.
@But-but why Pamela asked, Should
you answer it,"
Because, he said, II have half of large
denomination bill myself" AS he spoke he
took out his pocketbook, rummaged mo-
ment in its interior, then reached forward
and handed something to Pamela. "There
you are!' he said.
But she didn't take it. She was searching
the interior of her own handbag, and pres
emily she laid half-bill on the table beside
his. at was l that put in the ADVERTISE
ment," said Pamela.
He matched the torn edges. A glance was
enough to show they fitted, and the iden-
teal numbers on the two halves would have
proved it, if they hadn't.
Part of Pamela's quest was ended already.
And two pairs of startled eyes gazed at each
other across the table.
CHAPTER VIII. The Surmise
FOR a long time there was nothing but
silence and the long, fixed gaze between
them that had at once perplexity and the
dawning of dim surrnise. Then the girl
pressed her unsteady lips together and
stretched her slim hands toward him. They
were trembling too, and he covered them
with both of his and held them tight. The
thousand-dollar bill that they had matched
SO uncannily lay unregarded on the cloth
between them
Its-somehow- terrifying" she said.
whichever way we turn, whatever we do,
something invisible scenes to reach out and
catch at us It's silly to be frightened
He'd have liked to 60 on holding those
small, appealing hands fast in his own
and indeed they made no resistance. He
did hold them moment longer. "After
all, he said, "we've known it was there be-
fore, and it hasn't frightened us. Now this
turns up and gives us good material proof
of it, one that we can acknowledge to our
selves and, when the time comes, to other
people without feeling foolish. 1t doesn't
tell us anything l didn't know before, any
thing | haven't known since the first day
in the inn at Wadebridge. So we won't be
now"
Then he let go her hands and managed a
sort of smile, though it wasn't so steady as
he would have liked, and fished blackened
brier pipe out of one pocket and little bag