The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1914-04-02
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Yes. ism IL: Mr.. MaSSe FeJolceu
that she took SO calm view of it.
They searched the room. of course.
and they found the money. They're
ON top now. but I'm going
He stopped. for he had seenher face.
She-taking a calm view of 1t? NO.
indeed. Billy Nagee saw that she was
fufiously, wildly angry. he remem-
bered always having written it down
that beautiful women were even. more
beautiful In anger. How. he wonder
ed, had he fallen into that ertor2
Please do not bore me- She said
through her teeth. with any further
recital of what you are going to do.
You seem to have n fatal f0cilfty IN
that line Your record OF accomplish
ment is pathetically weak And oh.
what fool I've been! j believed.
Even after last night. believed.
II know he said helplessly, -'Sou re
terribly disappointed. and don't blame
you. But Won VIII End ont TINT You've
done me an injustice. I'm going
"One thing said she. smiling a
smile that could have cut Glass. Won
are going to do / know that You
won't fail this time. because shall
personally see you through with it
You're going to stop making fool OF
me-"
Tell me- pleaded Billy Magee. tell
me who you are-what this is al
about. Can't Won see I'm working in
the dark? You must
She threw omen the card room door
AN English officer" she remarked
loudly. stepping out into the other
room, taught the admiral the game
at least. so he said. 1t added so much
romance to it in the eyes of the rock
ing chair feet Can't you see India
the hot sun-the Ktpling local color-a
silent. tanned. handsome man eternal
ly playing solitaire on the porch of the
barracks? Has the barracks porch:'
Reused. huniIiated. bntfied. Mr.. Ma
gee felt his cheeks burn.
I'VE slalI see what we shall see.
he muttered.
why coin the inevitable into
bromtde:" she asked.
Mr.. Magee joined the group by the
Gre. Never before in his life had he
been so determined on anything aS he
wigs now that the package OF money
Should return to his keeping. But
how? How trace through this maze
of humans the present holder of that
precious bundle of collateral? He
looked at MIR. Max. sneering his LEM
nm c0ored sneer at the mayors side:
1t the mayor himself. noncmlant as
The admimi being photographed: at
Bland. author OF the Alnbella fiction.
splawling ut case before the fire: ut
the til yydry Mrs. Norton and at Myra
Thornhil. who had by her pleading
the night before made him ridiculous.
Who of these had the money now:
Who but Cargnn and Max. their faces
serene. their eyes eagerly IN the prep
arations for llnch, their plans for
leaving Raldpate inn no doubt already
made:
And then AIR Magee saw coming
down the stairs another figure-one he
had Professor Thaddeus Boi-
ton he OF the mysterious dialogue by
the annex door. ON the professors
forehead was surprising red scratch.
and his eyes. no longer hidden by the
double convex lenses, stood revealed a
washed on gray in the light OF noon.
a most unfortunate accident, ex-
planned the old man. Most distress
ing. have broken my glasses. am
almost bliud without them
How'd it happen, Doc:" asked Mr..
| Cargln easily.
Il came into unexpected juxtaposi-
ton with an open door," returned Pro
fessor Bolton. Stupid of me. but I'm
always doing it. Really, the agility
| displayed By doors i'll getting in my
| path is surprising.
You and Mr. Max can sympathize
! with each other" said AIagee. II
thought fol. Il moment your injuries
might have been received in the same
cause
Don't worry. Doc" Mr.. Bland sooth-
ed him. well all keep a weather eye
out for reporters that want to connect
you mp with the peroxide blends
The professor turned his Intellectual
gaze on the haberdasher. and there
was a startlingly ironic smile on his
face.
Il know, air. BIand.'' he said, that
my safety Is your dearest wish
| 1t was past 3 o'clock. The early
7 twilight crept up the mountain, and
the shadows began to lengthen in the
/! great bare office of Baldpate inn In
\ the red flicker of freight Mr., MaGee
sat and pOndered. The interval since
luncheon had passed lazily. He was
no nearer to guessing which Of Bald
pate inns winter guests Rugged close
the precious package. Exaggerated,
angry, he waited for be knew not
what. restless all the while to act. but
having not the Glimmer of an lnspirn-
ton as to what his course ought to be.
He heard the rustic OF skirts on the
stair landing and looked up. Down
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