The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1915-01-08
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"A child could. Look" He grasped
q projecting handle near the bottom
OF the thorny mass. The lower half
of the door swung up and outward.
the upper half In and downward.
"See; it's balanced on q crossbar In
the middle. Como ON in"
He stepped Up- 70 the novel door
and slid several socketed crossbars
until their outer .ends were deep In
the holes In tho tfee trunk. three on
each side.
"How's that for . SGT Of boltsr" b,
demanded.
"Wo oI. Really. you are very
"Good!" he said, Nov promise me
you'll slide EN- fast every night
IF you ask 1t. But whyr .t
II want to mako perfectly Aafs."
''Safe? But arm not secure with
Look here. Miss Leslie. I'm moi
going to say anything about any
body"
Perhaps you had better say nc
more. Mr.. Blake"
That's right. But whatever hap
pens. you'll believe I've done my best
won't youf-even X I'm not a
tight every night"
very we'll. / promise" responded
tho girl, not q little troubled by the
strangeness OF his expression.
That night Miss Leslie dutffully
fastened herself in with all six bars
She awakened at dawn, and hastened
out to prepare Blake's breakfast, but
she found herself too late. There
were evidences that he had eaten and
gone of before dawn. Tho stretch
Ing frame Of one Of the antelope
skins had been moved around by the
fire, and on the smooth inner surfa &C
Of the hide was a laconic note. writ
ten with charcoal In firm, bold
hand:
'Txplssins inland. Bsck By night. n caa."
She bit her lip In her disappoint-
ment. for she had planned to show
him how much she appreciated his
absurd but well-meant concern for
her safety. Az II was, he had gone
of without a word. and left her to
the questionable pleasure Of tets.a-
tete with Winthrope.
Hoping to avoid this, she hurried her
preparations for o day on the cliff,
But before she could get of. Win
thrope sauntered UP. hiding his yawnA
behind Q hand which. had regained
most Of its normal plumpness. His
eye was at once caught by the char
coal note.
"Ah!" he drawled; really now. this
Ia too kind OF him to give US the pleas
ure Of his absence all day."
"Ye-es?" murmured Miss Leslie
Permit mo to add that you viii also
have the pleasure Of my absence.
am going now
Winthrope looked down. and began
TO speak very rapidly: Miss Gene
We've, IL wish to apologize. I've
thought 1t over! I've made a mis-
take-I-I mean. my conduct the other
day was vile, utterly vile! Permit me
TO appeal to your consideratonoss for
a man who has been unfortunate
who, / mean. has been-er-was car
ried away by his feelings. Your
favor!ng OF that bloom-er-that--er-
bounder 80 angered mo that I-that
u"
Mr.. Winthrope!" interrupted the
girl. II will have you understand that
you do not advance yourself In my
esteem. by such references to Mr.
Blake" o. II.
AYE! aye. that Blaker painted
Winthrope. Don't you SCOT It's I'm
an that blossom! Wen . mans
daffy-w'en . . in Lowell
Miss LESLIE burst into q nervous
laugh. but checked herself on the
REALLY. Mr.. Winthrope!" she ex-
claimed. you must pardon me. /
I never knew that cultured English
men ever dropped their his. AZ II
happens. you know. ! never saw one
excited before this"
'Ah. yes; to be sure-to be surel"
murmured WINTHROP. in an odd tone.
The girl threw out her hand In q
little gesture Of protest.
Really. I'm sorry to have hurt
to have been so thoughtless!'
Winthrope stood silent She spoke