The Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1???-1928, 1914-10-05

good distance and not come home until to.
morrow morning"
Every we'll, sir. That suits us fine" Far.
rel grinned.
The taxi started on and Farrell turned OF
at the next crossroad.
"He's q great boss, but a queer one" he
said to his wife. "It's a queer family all
around. wonder what's being cooked up
now.'
AS the time Of the chaufeur's expected
return drew near Paulines despair and
anger increased with every moment. AS 4
o'clock struck she had to grip her strained
nerves to keep from jumping out OF her
chair. She had long since ceased trying to
read, Now she arose and walked nervously
out to the garage to ask IL any word had
been received from Farrell. She found Owen
there.
The look with which the SECRETARY watched
her as she talked to one of the men might
have fitted gracefully the face Of Iago As
he witnessed the mental torture of his
lovely prey he might have been muttering,
with all the venom Of Shakespeares colos.
sal villain:
mot poppy nor mandragora,
Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world
Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep
Which thou owedst yesterday"
AS she turned toward him, after her fu.
tile questioning, Pauline's grief suddenly
mounted to anger
sit is after four. and Farrell has not re.
turned" she exclaimed.
She had come out to the yard in the ex.
quisite white gown that she was to wear to
the wedding, a flashing jewel at her white
throat, her hair done regally high. Now, in
her anger, she was picture OF fury made
beautiful
But her outburst was interrupted. A mes
hov railing HE hirvcia tbYnu oh
the gate and made his leisurely way toward
them. She opened the message with ner'
vous fingers.
"Blow out. Can't get back this evening"
she read.
She tore the message into pieces, dropped
them ADD stamped upon them with her
white vAa3cr5.
ITS true, it's true!" she cried, turning
desperately to Owen.
He bowed his head as one who had suf.
fered blow.
81 am terribly, hopelessly sorry--but l
knew that 1t was true" he said solemnly
Along the drive came the new gardener
wheeling a barrow of fresh mold, his rake
and hoe lying across it. Pauline's eye fixed
itself upon him. "Palmerl" she cried.
The man let fall the barrow rs II he had
been cut with whip lash. He looked up
and for an instant his dazed eyes seemed
to brighten. Then the light was blunted
again; he picked up the barrow as ii no one
had spoken and went on.
Pauline, her anger seemingly forgotten
followed the man. Owen made rs If to l9lr
her, but she waved him back lie went into
the house.
"Eisng out .he roadster" Pauline called
over her shoulder, and, a9 she stopped he
SIDE the gardener. the garage men, bcwil-
dered but used TO the kindly yag2riss O
tt,e;r pretty employer. sent the mactiu1
down the driveway.
Can you drive an automobile, FolmerY
ssked Taulinc,
Iris time tho mans eyes did not brighten
He looked at her respectfully. bat duly
She drew him to the car and repeated the
question lie only grinucd fooishiy anC
Aept on shaking his head.
wait" she SAID, and running back tC
the house, reappeared directly wearing bel
nat and flowing white wrap. Come, Palmer
you must drive me to tho wedding" she
declared
She made him get into the car and take
the wheel. AS she got in beside him, hi:
hands fumbled aimloeslv with the levers
Palmer! Telmer!" che diaued his Tor