The Marietta journal and courier. (Marietta, Ga.) 1909-1918, 1915-04-23
please. Please. Mr.. Blyer begged

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Come! His low voice soothed her.
You must lie down and rest for few
moments. and promise that no one
shall disturb YOU He led her to
room. She turned up her pleading
+, eyes TO him, and he smiled down at
her He covered her with the folds OF
| the voluminous black coat Il shall
return in ten minutes" he said.
In the basement Marie stood with
Gilbert Blye's money in her hand. She
started for the door. She came back
and started for the stairs. She turned
again to the door, again to the stairs,
then stood and looked al Gilbert Blye's
| money, her high cheek bones white and
| indecision en- her brow
Uphill and downhill rushed the black
curtained limousine with the Moore
family car still in hot pursuit
Occasionally the well known and
Justly famous private detective. Fin
| Wolf, loosenel his clutch for an in
slant, bat tishtened it Immediately.
The sharp featured woman with the
long nose and the high arched brows
rolled her electric coupe up 70 the
door of her own house and went into
the parlor
June closed her eyes. Suddenly she
sprang to her feet and, running TO the
door. placed the tilted back Of chair
beneath the knob; fheu She stood for
Il moment in earnest thought. She
walked slowly to the wardrobe and
opened it. Half dozen pretty cos
TUNES hung there. she was about
hastily to bring down the least CON
SpicuOuS of these. and she chose instead
one Of the most elaborate, an afternoon
gown richly trimmed with fur. With
feverish speed she donned this ex-
quisite garment, congratuating herself
that it fitted her beautifully.
In the parior Grin Cunningham sat
with two young women. The young
man was playing the piano. and d
third young woman in the middle Of
the floor was laughing and executing
a fancy dance step. Over by the
window stood Gilbert Blye with Mrs
Russell. IN lis hand he held a tiny
gold watch, and in the open lid there
smiled portrait of lovely June War
uer
"She is simply stunning, said Mrs
Russell appreciatiyely. do you sup
pose she will live here?"
Gilbert Blye smiled, and. shutting
the watch with decisive click he put
| in, hik Il al a ;,,t hn
hall. AS lie stared up the stairs he
stopped, surprised by the beautiful
figure which emerged from q room
and came down toward him with
queenly grace. 1t was June an en-
;rancing vision Of loveliness in her Dor
rowed fnery. and in her eyes was a
new light.
viii you give me cigarette.
please?" she gayly requested him. and
he looked at her in astCn.shment,
'Why-why, yes" he stammered.
He produced his case, and she took a
cigarette. Still studying her curiously,
he lit his pocket lighter for her. and a
slight frown twitched upon his brow
as. puckering her beautiful red lips.
she blew a long thin stream of blue
smoke into his face
Come on she called. and, taking
his arm, she tripped smilingy into the
parlor, with a sidelong glance, how,
ever as she left the hail. at the stall
wart attendant who guarded the front
door
Whose dress am | wearing?' she
| cheerfully demanded
IT'S mine" said one of the girls.
jumping up from the side of Cunning
lam and walking ali around her. but,
honey, I'm bound to say that it looks
! better on you than it does on me"
And there was trace of envy in the
compliment
by George, you're Il dream" said
Grin Cunningham. who had been too
much astonished to rise until now.
and. with a sidelong glance at Gilbert
Blye. he walked across to her, and
from his pocket he drew a long white
leather case closed with q golden
clasp. He opened it. drew something
from it and. bis eyes sparkling. held
up a string Of milk white pearls
How about it?''
She flashed her lar@c lustrous eyes
at him. ara her rosy lips parted in a
smile; then she looked It Gilbert b. e.
He hesitated a moment and nodded
Then she Lent her head. and Cunning.
ham threw the string Of pearls around
her beautiful white neck
She put her arm through his and
merrily danced across the room to a
mirror, where with sparkling eyes she
admired the pretty bauble
81 think I'll have a cocktail, please. .
she said, turning suddenly to Mrs
Russell. Why has no one offered me
| one%"
Bless your heart, honey" laughed
Mrs Russell. Il didn't suppose you
knew how to drink cocktail"
June was bubble. a sprite. dane
ing efTerves ence, a gay little tantaiza-