The Prescott daily news., 1914-01-16

Already the young man was hastily writing line or two on card he had taken from his pocket and he handed 1t to the waitress who at his question had moved silently behind his chair to do his bidding.
 Just call up that number please, and give the message below. They will understand, and then you will write down their answer?"
 He handed her the pencil and turn ed again to his dessert Apparently his entire attention was devoted to his host and his Ice, but in reality he was listening to the click of the telephone and the low, gentle voice in an adioin- ing room. It came after only mo- ment's pause, and he wondered at the calmness with which the usual for mula Of the telephone was carried on He could not hear what she said. but his ears were alert to the pause, just long enough for a few words to be written, and then to her footsteps coming quietly back
 He had applied the test. There was AN dpOA luG CdIu, anu u6 knew that If the girl were not the one of whom he was in search, she would return for an explanation
 If you are Mary Remington" tell me where and when I can talk with you. I'm mediately important to us both
 This was what he had written on the card. His fingers trembled as he took 1t from the silver tray which she presented to him demurely. He pick ed 1t up and eagerly read the delicate writing-hers-the same that had ex- pressed her thanks and told of her safe arrival in Chicago He could scarcely refrain from leaping from his chair and shouting aloud in his glad ness.
 The message she had written was simple No stranger reading it would have thought twice about it. If the guest had read it aloud, it would have aroused no suspicion.
 Y, w. c. A. Building, small parlor. three tomorrow.
 He Nook his leave early in the eve ming and hurried back to his hotel As he crossed the street to hail a cab. he thought he saw a short, baggy figure shambling along in the shadow on the other sids, looking up at the house.
 He had professed to have business to attend to, but when he reached his room he could do nothing but sit down and think. That he had found her for whom he had so long sought filled him with deeper Joy than any he had ever known before. That he had found her in such position deepened the mystery and filled him with a name less dread. Then out of the shadow of his thoughts shambled the baggy man in the rubbers, and he could not rest, but took his hat and walked out again into the great rumbling whirl of the city night, walking on and on. until he again reached the house where he had dined
 He passed in front of the building. and found lights still burning every where, Down the side street he saw the windows were brightly lighted in the servants quarters, and loud laugh ter was sounding. Was she in there enduring such company? Mo- for there high in the fourth story gleamed a little light, and shadow moved about across the curtain. Something told him that it was her room He paced back and forth until the light went out, and then reverently. with lifted hat, turned and found his way back to the main avenue and a car line As he passed the area gate a bright light shot out from the back door, there was c peal of laughter, an Irish good night. and short man in baggy coat and rubbers shambled out and scuttled noiselessly down to the back street