The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1914-05-07
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turned to Dale again.
Before this business Is ended
l shall probably find IL necessary
to kick Frenchman." he said
Say when. my lord. an IN
score goal with him."
Dale semed to be speaking
feelingly, but his master paid
slight heed to him then. A girl
In muslin had Just sauntered to
that end of. the hotels veranda
which gave a glimpse of the road.
Bowling low before his smiling
goddess. Medenham produced the
packet of letters.
Cynthia glanced curiously at
one postmark, ripped open the en-
velope, and was reading some
thing that surprised her greatly.
We'll, of all the queer things!"
she cried. Here's father in Lon
don. He started from Paris yes
terday afternoon. WHAT
I. Mrs. Leland going to
join us at Chester!
She reread the letter with
heightened color. Medenham' s
heart sank to his boots while he
watched her.
"May | ask who Mrs. Leland
is?" he asked.
IAN old friend of ours" she
explained hurriedly. In fact,
her husband was my fathers
partner till he died. some years
ago. She lives In Paris most all
the time. but | fancied she was
at Trouville for the summer.
wonder :"
She read the letter a third
time. She was troubled. dis
turbed, somewhat resentful oil
this unforeseen change I'm the
program arranged for the mex
few days. Medenham could have
chosen no more unhappy momen
for what he had to say.
| 81 am glad now that | men
toned my own little difficulty a
Hereford" he said. "Since alter
: atoms are to be the order OF thu
day at Chester, will you allow IN,
to provide another driver for tn,
Mercury? You will retain tn,
, car, OF course, but my place cal
, be taken by a trustworthy mai
/ who understands II quite as vel
as | do"
Rather a sudden resolve oil
your part, isn't it,"
, a,'I have been thinking matter
over" he said, doggedly. "Woul'
: you mind reading my fathers let
: teri"
ii He held out the note, but sh
ignored it.
, ., please oblige me by readin
it," he persisted.
i Perhaps, despite all his self-re
straint, some hint of the will,
/ longing in his heart moved her T.
relent, She tool the letter, AM
= began to read.
She read with puzzled brows
t smiled a little at Your aunt |
) making a devil of fuss an,
. passed quite unheeded the soil
f.. tary "F." in the signature.
: 81 think you ought to go to
Jay .Ma S"f / f hope to- make MI. Van
renens acquaintance on Tues
day."
: She looked at him in rather
startled way.
Il Are you going to call and Sc
my father?" she asked.
"Yes."
The air was electric between
, them. Each knew that. the othe
J was striving to cloak emotion
( that threatened at any moment t.
, throw off the last vestige of con
cealment.
| "You must be very careful II
anything you say about me-" sh
, said with an attempt at raillery
81 shall be careful with tn
: care of a man who has discovere,
some rare jewel, and fears les
: each shadow should conceal al
} enemy till he has reached a plac,
i of utmost security"
She sighed, and her glanc
wandered away into the sun
drowned valley.
Cynthia, dear! I have beel
looking for you everywhere,
: cried a detested voice. "Ah, Their
, you are, Mr.. Fitzroy!" and Mrs
Devar bustledNorward cheerfully
| "You have been to Hereford,
hear. How kind and thoughtful
! of you Were there any letter
for me?"
= Sorry" broke In Cynthia. "
was so absorbed I'm my own new
: that | forgot yours. Here is you
letter. But what do you think o
my budget? My father is in Lon
, don: Mrs. Leland, a friend o