The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1913-12-12


needs all the energy and strength at
you know"
Where, may | inquirer"
in England-with friends" |
Mr. Jenkins smiled.
That's sufficiently vague" he COM .
mented His sharp eyes studied the
other second or two; then he said
Mr.. Van Vechten, l am going to
tell you something Some time ago
shortly after Miss Carew's graduation,
in fact-some such statement was Civ
en- publicity and generally accepted
correspondent notified us that the
lady was not to be found; that, in
short, she had not been in London at
all. Our paper sent him a list of
families with whom she might be So
journing, but so far we have not
heard from him. Honestly, doesn't
that sound odd to anybody outside
your family?"
This intelligence alarmed it's recip-
lent, but he did not show it. He mere
ly suggested, suavely: London, as
you are aware, is not all England. In
truth, it is no part of England at all
to anybody seeking quiet and rest"
True enough. But it is the cen
trail information bureau when it comes
to cleaning news about anybody that
is anybody, wherever they may be in
the United Kingdom-or out of it, for
that matter
Mr. jenkins laugh was of nature
to. disarm resentment and invite con-
fidences.
Come, Mr. Van Vechten," he con-
tirued brightly, you can be franker
with me and not bring about any dis
astrous results-can't you? You will
if you pause to consider my point of
view. Here it is.
Miss Carew's social position is the
very highest; she is a distinguished
] figure not only in New York, but her
beauty and charm and talent-her
genius, | might say-have been her
aided all over the country. For a
week or more cablegrams were fired
in to the papers dilating upon her
brilliant performances as musician.
Next it is announced that she is 10
come home shortly-an event even for
Few York. And then-dead silence.
When society-the public-has such
a keen but respectful interest in her,
it's not fair for her to hide herself
away.
! Don't you think" he concluded by
asking, that you ought to tell me
where she is?"
Il am sorry said Rudolph, that
am not in a position to accommodate
you, but | must respect Miss Carew's
desire for seclusion.' He spoke a
trife stiff1y, which was not his habit
at all, and felt decidedly urcomfort-
able.
Then came the one dreaded query:
DO you know where she is?''
He was nettled
Really" he returned, you appear
to be attaching undue Importance 10
very commonplace situation-indeed
without any warrant whatever, | as
sure you. Regardless of my cousin
position, she is as much entitled to
privacy as anybody else. | repeat
that l respect her desires, and must
insist that you dc so too
Jenkins pressed him no further
The cab had now arrived opposite
Washington Place, and the reporter
asked to be dropped.
When he was once more alone. Van
Vechten was annoyed at the extent
to which the interview had disturbed
him; feeling which he sought TO
relieve by mentally upbraiding his
cousin and promising himself ample
revenge in the days to come.
. wait till l see her." he assured
himself ''if 1 don't give her a pleas
ant quarter of an hour! Paige has a
devil of temper, and l can make
it hurt"
However, on his arrival at the Pow
hatan he was to be still further dis
turbed. He found Mr.. Flint waiting
for him, who, as soon as he entered
: the lounging-room, drew him off into
a corner.
The detective produced from his
( pocket gold-mash purse, which De
/ handed to Van Vechten.
l Did you ever see that before?" he
I quietly asked.
1t looked very familiar, very Tk;
one he had given Paige her last birth
{ day. But there were thousands o
similar purses, and the Circumstance
signified nothing.
open it," said Mr.. Flint