Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-07-12
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2 CHAPTER xxv-(continued).
= NY AIT and I'll tell YOU took the irs
w boat to Halifax and went to the plsc,
at which the tee. had last heard Of her. II
was low-down, little shanty-one OF
: those cheap vaudeville places wnere they
: keep going all day. Well. then ] heard a
tale that made my blood boil"
Sydney clenched his fists and looked
ugly. His brother nodded II don't dis
pute you were fond OF Aline." he re-
marked.
Fond 1 Just think I was. guess
few brothers love their sisters as 1 loved
that girl. Well Eustace, it was the old,
old story She'd gone away with man
and that man was a British naval officer
| they have station at Halifax. And now
you can guess, / suppose, who the naval
officer was7"
The engineer leaned forward, his stern,
strong face red with anger. "Arrol" he
| shouted.
! "Arrol Great Scott, mol Arrol would
have been in knickerbockers at that time.
| No Plessey-Admiral Plessey-the man
| who was shotn
Eustace muttered an exclamation and
sat staring at his brother waiting for
what was to follow.
"well, when I heard that" continued
Sydney with a sigh, Il felt as II my heart
had gone snap. l didn't want to hear
more. But listened. AT the place where
she had acted they told me she was very |
much in love with him and that she said |
he was going to marry her"
But did he marry herr" Eustace
craned his head forward eagerly.
We'll, 1t don't sound likely He was
captain or commander, I forget which in
his Majesty's Navy and she was Just
little show girl earning $40 a week"
well, whore did he go? Didn't you
trace emf"
"They were reported to have gone up
to Montreal-nobody was sure. nobody
cared couldn't trace 'em any further
and 1 went back TO New York broken
yes, yes, but you should have found
out If they were married or not" inter
rupted Eustace: everything turns on
that"
mo- 1t don't, If you wait SPELL II
wouldn't have made any difference. Well,
when next heard from you thought 1t
,est to tell you she was dead and burieu."
Eustace sprang from his chair. you ;
soft-hearted fool!' he shout !
d. why didn't you track the man7
Why didn't you write to him? It's easy
o track an officer in the navy. You alnt :
10 yirtuous as to discard your own sister ,
BECAUSE she kicked over the traces, are
'ou?" :
II didn't know his name at that time"
sydney sulkily. II was an !,
cipating. All 1 heard was a naval Of |.
icer"
"well. how and when did you find t
,ut?" h
"Im coming to that. About two years A
lfter l married Monty's mother. We y
pent our honeymoon at San Francisco. l ''
cad in the papers of the suicide of a a
;irl named Alne Plessey in an opium A
len. The Christian name interested me.
asked to see the body Eustace, it was "
Aline." +
The brothers looked at each other W
lustace was very pale. He muttered an ri
ath. 81
"In an opium dent AllneY he said in m
broken voice. n
"Yes, she had shot herself. I made in eS
ulries. She had only come to the city al
nree weeks before. At the hotel she had 81
,dged at they had understood she had gC
ome down from Vancouver. She didn't We
eem in want of money She knew no in
ody in the city. The hotel clerks said m
ley could tell her for a victim OF the W
plum habit When 1 had identified her ra
s my sister they handed over her effects he
, me. There were no letters-no clue to sit
er MISUNDERSTANDING of Importance su
lcept the portrait1zofs that internal oil
'oundrel her betrayer, inscribed, To my
sar wife, George Plessey.'" di
Eustace nodded, and made note on m
ribbling block. Poor little Alinel" he he
urmured. as
"Eustace, over her body / vowed ven ac
,ance OH the man who had ruined her!" he
'dney Dereve raised his hands in the
r. 81 resolved to say nothing to you. yo
could do no good. 1t was better that sh
~ should think she was dead as
dn't tell the story TO my wife. either he
was busy with my new business and 1 tel
uldn't leave Rachel within a month at
our marriage Well, time passed pa
Ver gave up my determination to be hil