The Washington herald., 1914-11-15


that IL she desired to see the house he
and Post thought would most suit her,
he and his car would be delighted to
convey her to it. They could make the
run in an hour, lunch with friends at
Westbury, and return in plenty OF time
| for the theater Aline was delighted
at the sudden interest Griswold was
showing in the new house. Without a
moments hesitation she walked into the
trap. She would go. she declared, with
! pleasure. In an hour he should call
for her.
! Exactly an hour later Post arrived at
his office. He went directly to Coch-
! ran
Charles" he said, I'm afraid I got
you into trouble yesterday. | took a
client TO see your house You have
often let us do it before; but since l
was there last you've made some
changes. In your bedroom" Post
stopped.
Cochran native habit OF blushing
told him 1t was not necessary to pro-
ceed. In tones OF rage and mortifca-
! ton Cochran swore exploSivelv: Post
was relieved to find he was swearing
| himself
Il ought to be horsewhipped!" roared
Cochran. I'll never forgive myself!
/ Who. he demanded. saw the pic
turesH Was it a man or woman?"
| Post laughed unhappily.
1T was Chester Griswold"
A remarkable change came over
Cochran. Instead OF SOLDERING him. as
Post supposed it would, the informa-
tion made him even more angry-only
now his anger was transferred from
himself to Griswold.
The blankety-blank bounder!" vell-
ed Cochran. That was what he want
ed That's why he came here"
Here! demanded Post.
Not an hour ago" cried Cochran
He asked me about Bar Harbor. He
saw those pictures were taken at Bar
Harborl'
Il think" said Post soothincIy. he'd
a right to ask questions. There we're
so many pictures, and they we're very
-well-veryw
I'D have answered his questions"
roared Cochran. III he'd asked them
like a man. but he came shopping down
here to spy on me He tried to trick
me He insuhed me, He insulted
her, He emitted a howl OF dismay.
And | told him Id never been to Bar
Rarbor--that Id never met Aline
PROCTOR
Cochran seized his coat and hat. He
shouted to one OF the office BOYS TO tel
ephOne the garage for his car.
What are yOu-where are YOU 60
ing" demanded Post.
I'm going home FIRST" cried Coch-
ran. to put those pictures in a safe.
as | should have done three months
ago. And then I'm going to hnd CheS-
ter Griswold and tell him he's an ass
and puppy
IF you do that" protested Post.
you're likely to lose US a very valuable
client"
And your client" roared Charles.
is likely to lose some very valuable
teethi"
As Charles whirled into the country
road in which stood his house he saw
drawn up in front OF it the long gray
car IN which, that morning. Chester
GrISwold had called at the office Coch-
ran emitted a howl of anger. Was his
home again TO be invaded? And again
while he was absent To what ex-
treme would Griswold's jealousy next
lead him? He fell out of his own car
while it still moved, and leaped up the
garden walk The front rooms OF the
house were empty. but from his bed
room he heard. raised in excited tones.
lthe voice OF GriSwold. The audacitv
OF the man was so surprising. and his
own delight at catching him redhanded
80 satisfying. that no longer was Coch-
ran angry. The Lord had delivered his
enemy into his hands, And. as he adj
vanced toward his bedroom. not only
was he calm. but at the thought of his
revenge. distinctly Jubilant In the pas
sageway a frightened maid servant.
who. at his unexpected arrival. was now
even more frightened, endeavOred to
give him an explanation; but he waved
her into silence. and, striding before
her. entered his bedroom.
He found confronting him tall and
beautiful Young woman. Il was not the |
Aline Proctor he knew 1t was not the |
well-poised gracious, and DISTINGUISHED
beauty he had seen gliding among the |
tables At SherryS or throwing smiles |
over the icotliEhtS This Aline Proc |
tor was a very indignant Young person. |
with flashing eyes. tossing head, and |
stamping loot Extended from her at |
arms length. she held a photograph OF |
herself IN 4 heavy silver frame: and. |
as though it were a weapon, she was
brandishng it in the face of Chester
GriswoId. As Cochran, in amazement,
halted in the doorway she was ex-
q told you didn't know Charles
Cochran! | tell You so now! If you
can't believe me"
Out OF the corner OF her flashing
eyes the angry lady caught sight of
Cochran in the doorway. She turned
upon the intruder as though she meant
forcibly 10 eject him.
"Who are you?" she demanded. Her
manner and tone seemed to add: "And
what the deuce are you doing here"
Charles answered her tone.
81 am Charles Cochran" he said 81
live here This is my house -
These words had no other effect upon
Miss Proctor than to switch her indig-
nation down another track. She now
turned upon Charles.
Then. ii this is your house." cried
that angry young person. why have
you filled it with photographs OF me
hat belong to some one else"
Charles saw that his hour had come.
His sin had found him out. lie felt
hat 10 prevaricatc would be only
stupid.
GriSwold had tried devious meth
look where his devious meth
DDS had dumped himl Griswold GER