The Meridian times. (Meridian, Idaho) 1909-1938, 1914-12-18
CHAPTER xxxIII.
Pullman.


Come inside" Law suggested, "and
introduce me to the brakeman. 1 pre-
sumo I've got to fix things up with
him
IF there's really any doubt in your
mind as to that" Barcus said, rising.
Il don't mind telling you you're right"
He paused as Alan entered the car
before him and was greeted by storm
of vituperation that fairly blistered
the panels of the Pullman. Mr.. Seneca
Urine, helpless in his invalid chair,
thus celebrated his introduction to the
young man whom he had never before
seen whose life he had schemed to
take these many years
Alan made no effort to respond, but
listened with his head critically to
| one side and an exasperating express
sion of deep interest informing his
| countenance until Mr.. Urine was
out of breath and vitriol; when
| the younger man bowed with the slight
est shade of mockery in his manner
and waved tolerant hand to Barcus
He has, no doubt" Alan inquired,
his own private cell aboard this car?
| Vas, subj" Barcus agreed, aping
well the manner of his apparent caste
and color. 'Ain't dat de troof?"
Take him away, then" Alan re-
quested wearily-'if you please"
''Yas, subj" Barcus replied, with
nimble alacrity selling the back of the
wheeled chair and swinging it round
for spin up the length of the car.
Before Urine had recovered enough
to curse him properly, the door to his
drawing room was closed and Barcus
was ambling back down the aisle.
His grin of relish at this turning oil
the tables on the monomaniac proved
however, short-lived. 1t erased itself
in a twinkling when Judith shouldere6
roughly past him, wearing a suller
and forbidding countenance, and fiuns
herself into the drawing room with
her father.
The cause of her temper was no
far to seek: at the far end of the ca
Alan was bending solicitously over tn,
chair in which Rose was resting. On,
of his arms was around her shoulder
Her face was lifted confidently to his
Barcus unused morosely on his az
prehension of trouble a-brew, simmer
\ ing over the waxing fire of that strang
\ woman's jealousy. He didn't like tn
\ prospect at all. If only Alan and Ros
n hadn't been so desperately in Low
h that they couldn't keep away from on
H another! If only Alan had been ser
sible enough to outwit the woman an
: leave her behind when he started
!. pursuit of the special! II only Their
had not been that light engine in pul
suit-as Barcus firmly believed it mus
o be-loaded to the guards with Urine
2 unscrupulous hirelings!
= No telling when they might cate
& upl
If The fear of this last catastroph
n worked together with his fears of j
dith to render that night a sleeples
% one for Barcus. He spent it in a cha
t. whence he could watch both the doc
d to the compartment Judith had chose
for her own formerly Marrophat
T. ouarters) and the endless ribbons
steel that swept beneath the tracks.
d But nothing happened. He nappe
3, un6aSlly HUN LlLlS " lIllcs WdhlI
r. with a start of fright. but always
find nothing amiss Ever Judi
r. stopped behind that closed door. al
Il ever the track behind was innocent
of the glare of pursuing headlight.
Nor did anything untoward mark Il
I'd progress of the morning-unless,
ut deed, Judith's protracted session
10 with her father behind the clos'
at door of the drawing room were to
e. counted ominous.
Ever since lunch-time the girl h
as been closeted with her father; Bare
ut had been getting some well-earned al
q sorely-needed rest in his quarter