Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1915-02-06
and caught Ned by the arm. where


Is my girlT'
'"Then she isn't heref' gasped Ned.
"Coms inside" John Moore's voice
had lost all its color He led the way
into the library. Now, what Is all
this aboutf Why are you here alonef"
II don't know, June is somewhere
In New York, was In hopes you had
heard from her"
I'VE did, She telegraphed to Iris
that she had lost her purse. Irs left
here with 1t to mail 1t to June"
"Then that's where she Isl" There
was relief in Ned's voice,
"sit down." said Moore, "Why are
you not with her?'
II don't know" There was choke
In Ned's voice. "She left me on the
train-sllpped away at Farnvllle."
she wouldn't do such 3 thing with
out good causew declared Mrs. Moore
with firm conviction.
what happoned?" This sharply
from Moore.
lost her purse. l gave her some mon
ey, and she went to sleep with her
head OH my shoulder. pillowed her
more comfortably on the seat by and
by and went into the smoker. l drop
ped In to look at her about every five
minutes, and when came back after
we had passed Farnville she was gone.
She left the money on the seat. Here
1t is." And he showed them the three
crumpled bills, one partly torn.
How do you know she returned to
New York;" demanded Moore.
81 saw her. got of at the next sta
tion and telephoned. The station mas
ter at FarnvIlle reported that he saw
her getting on down train. took an
express and overhauled her as we came
into the Grand Central station. saw
her leave the station and get into q
taxi"
"You are holding something backr'
Moore charged. Il want to know the
truth"
"Yop have all can tell you," declar-
ed Ned. He would not tell them about
the black Vandyked man, and June
was MIss W uIHeE uOW.
"Will you get your wraps, please,
Charlotte?" June's father finally said,
and rose. I'VE are going to Iris. I'll
order the car"
They were grim and silent as they
sped away.
While they rode the black Vandyked
man, in Sherry's, sat at the end of a
long table between a jovial host with
a gray mustache and a ponderous man
with heavily lidded eyes and short
hair.
There were dozen placed at the
table, and wine hissed at every plate,
but the others of the party. which in
cluded half dozen vivacious and gay
ly gowned young women. were dane
ing. The three men talked in low
the black Vandyked man was the
most silent. Finally he began to talk
and grew enthusiastic. and presently
he drew forth June's little gold watch.
Then he flashed open the lid. All
three men bent eagerly over it. They
gazed upon the lovely features of the
runaway bride, their faces bent close
together. They clapped the black Van.
dyked man on the shoulder.
It was during this time that June
Warner, sitting quietly in a corner of
the library with Bobbie and Iris and
with her mothers purse still in her
hand, heard a familiar voice in the
vestibule.
Daddy She dashed from her
chair in fash and went upstairs to
her room.
Where's Junie" Mrs. Moore had
pushed through ahead of the men.
John Moore walked straight to Bob
bic Blethering and shook an awe in.
spring finger at that young man.
where's my girl?" he demanded.
Bobbie slowly Strengthened.
"Well, she's here" he said. "What
of it?"
"T'll tell you what of it, said Iris.
June has decided not to see any of
you just yet, and she wont.''
Iris" begged Mrs. Moore, what
does it all mean"
Iris took two letters from the mantel
She gave one to Ned and one to Mrs.