Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-07-27


"Arden?' he exclaimed, his courage re-
turning. why, you must know Harry Miller
there! He and were roommates at college
For some reason she did not respond to
this outbt,rst as the young man had reason
to expect He is my brother she said sus-
piciously; but l never heard him mention
any friend of his by the name of Carley."
The young man blushed and became pain
fully confused. His condition affected the
young woman to her evident disturbance If
he had not blocked the way out, she would
have left him.
@Nor did ever hear him mention sister
of his named SIMPSON, he said boldly and
in her tone. "But, of course, alphabetically,
cher name might have been changed by
marriage"
@But Mr. Carley's name could not be SO
changed" she retorted
He laughed so nearly rudely that she was
annoyed ooh, l beg your pardon!' he
pleaded. @My name isn't Carley. It's
Laird-John Laird"
A Ii the doubt and other disagreeable
things left her face, and she smiled as
she had not smiled before. ooh, Mr.. Laird
she cried half dismayed, ut is for me to
thousands of times, and should have known
you from the picture he has of you. And
my name isn't SIMPSON, either she hurried
on. at is only that on the suitcase carry.
| borrowed it."
@Here too!' Laird almost shouted.
3Why, what do you mean?' she asked.
@The plot thickens, he said, assuming the
tragic, @and the suitcases are doing the star
parts. Let me on with my narration of
strange events. | too have suitcase with
another'S name upon it. l too-but hold,
we are forgetting Mr.. Hunter, who even now
awaits my coming in the other car. He sent
him if in my judgment you would be suffi-
cient collateral for a loan of fifty dollars"
Miss Miller sat speeches..
eyes," Laird continued, 3and he gave me
his solemn assurance that you and he were
clipping
cousin Harry clipping with me?" shrieked
Miss Miller. @Why, he has wife and four
children!"
aOh, indeed!" gasped Laird, falling against
the back of the seat.
"What can it all mean?" said Miss Miller,
wringing her hands. @Where's Uncle?" She
insisted upon more specific details.
"Wait little and | will come again." he
said, rising and pointing theatrically toward
the next car. Of your uncle should return
in my absence, apprise him of the fact that
you have met friend who wished to see him.
But don't tell him that his son is in the other
car. 1t might compicate things l can take
care of that part of it.
Laird went back to Hunter
Ply Jove, Carley," was the mans greeting,
3you must have got off the train and
gone fshing!"
Carley did not take the seat offered.
well, l did little fishing" he admitted
deprecatingly; @but not the kind you are
thinking about. met some friends of mine,
and had to talk with them longer than |
should have kept you waiting. They are
Conway people, by the way, and when told
them you were on the train they insisted on
your joining them. say, old chap" Laird
slapped Hunter on the back, 3you are solid
with the delegation from Conway and no
mistake! Come along and see them. l
didn't say word about the elopement."
Hunters manner changed instantly. The
gentlemanly bearing disappeared; but there
was good-natured smile on his face as
he surveyed the young man admiringly
Jaw, l say, Pard," he grinned, al guess
you are onto my little game. The more I've
seen of your face and style, the less they fit
that grip you carry, and | ought to know
your name wasn't Carley. And guess the
girls amt Simpson, and NO more is mine
Hunter. / don't ask yours, and you don't