The Marietta journal and courier. (Marietta, Ga.) 1909-1918, 1915-02-12

"'A"
Gilbert 5lye Was Waiting For Her at
the Corner.
| by thick thumbed waiter. who car
ricd each course out into the hail ana
ate II himself. since Ned had scarcely
touched 1t. June. her thoughts all on
Ned and her father ana mother. mad
her lonely meal In the little. back bed
! room with Marie to serve and TO grieve
over each untaSted dish. John Moore
ana hts wife, their faces gray. sat on
| opposite sides of the table. which had
so suddenly become big, and sent back
to round. black old Aunt Debby the
delicacies she had prepared with such
| deep affection. June's collie. Bouncer
out in the shed nibbled perfunctorily
at chicken bone and rose whining
Mt every sound. Robbie and Iris Bleth-
ering. the latter June's bosomest bosom
| friend. disgraced the hollow butler by
emitting their salad and dessert and
having their coffee right at the table
Honoria Bye sat opposite the parrot
and every time Ii sQueaked shrillcd at
1t 10 shut up. The abnormaIly ugly
maid nearly had her head bumped for
Offering to remove the bird. and when
during the offer she laid her hand on
the cage the demon bit ner finger IN
iii the blood came.
Bill Wolf. the --LATEST and widest OF
Honoria's detectives, later rang the
Blye bell and bulked back to the din.
ing room in excitement.
Got him." announced Bill.
Gilbert Blye's wife was already on
her feet
MY hat and coat-' she shrieked to
the abnormally ugly maid.
lis she with him?" demanded Homo
ria.
II don't know. My partners are
watching the front and back doors.
Gomez
Honoria bundled the fat, wide de-
tective into her electric and started
the machine.
"WhereY she majestically demanded
Riverside drive! ri show you the
place"
lis he still in. BlinkyT demanded
Bill Volt, tumbIing out OF the ma
chine and landing right end up
Blinky Peters was too good a de
tective to answer in words He gave
an upward toss OF his round head and
! a wink Of his fshlike eye and walked
into the building with an air Of not
having seen Bill Wolf at all
Fifth ordered Blinky, leaning over
TO whisper that magic word mysteri-
ously into the ear OF the curly haired
elevator boy The boy did not mind.
He was used 70 all sorts. He sent up
the elevator with jerk. Out at the
fifth floor. First door to the right.
Now! A ring at the dOOrbell. HushI
| The door swung open, and immedi-
ately Bill Wolf pushed In. The 9th
ers crowded after him.
There he is. nla'amE' shouted Bill,
plunging into the next room, and
Honoria Blye saw In June Warmers
| drawing room the tall. lean, ianky de
| tective with the sparse black beard,
who was the caricature of her hand
some husband! Ned Warner followed
/ I'm from the reception room.
What am 1 to understand by this.
Mrs. Biye?" he inquired
You ought to know. you" gruffly
charged "Sneaky" Tavis, who had fol-
lowed the others. and, whirling, he
! pointed at the caricature. "That's her
/ husband
shut upT' squawk Mrs. Blye and
went home.
! Gilbert Blye al that time was quite
! far from the scene Of Honoria's cap
/ ture or even Of Ned's wanderings de
was dining with Tommy Thomas. and
rather elderly woman. and doll
/ ike girl with swiftly advancing crows
feet at the corners Of ner eyes. and
/ Grin Cunningham. and heavy lidded.
! short haired. big man named Edwards,
/ whom they called It. ]. With the ar
rival OF the coffee Blye told the time
1 from tiny gold watch, the only one
be carried now
'"The runaway BRIDE" laughed Gun
ningham.
"I'm in a hurry" Blye explained. II