East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1915-04-07

doorway in bis shirt sleeves cOEaTissa. ~ ~
touseled
what you got for SUPPER he SEowisd
"Why. M-I-I didn't think you'd want aay@ A.
the woman's voice was trembling
-oh, you didn't think sol Well. want sens -
perF
why. Al. l amt got any money"
"welL why amt you'll Come hersr Hin o.
went up
"Alr wan Of terror was In the voIea
June stepped swiftly from behind the stove &n0
confronted the man. her small 6sts clinched. her
cheeks flaming her eyes blazing She gared ct him
all her contempt and all her loathing and somsthine
more-her superiority. Tue 6st which had been up
raised came slowly down. His shoulders dropped
he was whipped
AL Groggs wife watched that transition In him
with amazement. the dropping OF the eyes, the low
ering OF the fist the dropping Of the shoulders. And
a small young woman In a duffy evening gown had
done this thingl
Smash A geranium pot just missed Al Grogg's
head and broke on the bedroom door. Bangl An
other spraddling geranum which bad split down the
center brushed AIS cheek as its pot crashed past
"LOoky hereP Al Groggs tone was chiefly one Of
surprise
Other Gowerpots followed from Mrs GroggS
hands She had at last discovered that Al Grogg
could be made afraid
up the hill somewhat frightened at her own re-
sponsibllty in this domestic upheavaL The gueats
had arrived when she reached the house Tommy
ThOmasl With Tommy was white mustached
pink faced man. The runaway bride surprised
and puzzled at the appearance Of Tommy in this
place, but the white mustached man occupied more
Of her thought They were finishing dinner when
Mrs Willard called away. The white mus
taehed man was trying to induce June to smoke a
cigarette. June suddenly looked up and saw in the
doorway between the porteres Of heavy yelours the
dark, handsome face Of Gilbert Blye!
tut, tut OrinF came the suave voice Of the
black Vandyked man. Il won't have this little
runaway bride taught bad habits!-
June flushed and turned with some embarrass
ment to Mrs. Willard who followed Bye into the
doorway.
Blyel Always Blyei He lowered about after they
had lounged into the billiard room and conserva-
tory. but the white mustached man monopOlized
June Every time she tried to get away from him
Tommy Thomas managed by some accident to throw
them together again. June finally left the guests
and went to her room. She had decided to go bach
to the o'Keefe house Of refuge
Closer and closer had gathered the siege on the .
house Of 0'Keefel Bit by bit. atom By atom traces
had been picked up.
Closer and closer grew the tolls until Marie D.
longer udTeu SUCK neT uuSe OUT OF tHe MlUuUW lest
some should report her to Ned or to Junes IA
ther and mother But Ned's detectives finally got
definite information
One day a long. lean snker with cadayerous
cheeks came up to Ned from Duck alley and looked
up at the oKeefe residence with solemn interest
That's the place" he said
EYES it's the place" Ned Warmers voice was
hollow, but there was a jublant ring in It
"Go and tell Mr. Moore"
The lean Individual hurried away and presently
came back on the driver seat Of a limousine Inside
were the stern faced father and the gentle faced
mother Of June and June's bosom friend. the ebu-
nent Iris Betherng. and Bobble Blethering.
This is the place." said stern John Moore, look
Eng up at the narrow front of the 0Keefe resi-
dence and stalking out be helped the Others alight
Sammy o'Keefe came to the door in answer to
Ned's ring, and much wrinkled face poked itself
out Of the second story window
Does June Warner live hereT" asked Ned
"No sir"
The head in the second story window was jerked
IN Immediately, and there was a hasty shuttle on
the stairs leading TO the third door. a shuttle mace
by setting up the right foot first and pulling the
left one up TO IL Also there mad scrambling
on the third door, while Sammy O'Keefe ln the
front doorway looked the throng In the eye with
admirable truthfuness and swore that there was no
June Warner there, June Moore no June any.
thing
whats the matter here Sammy" the Widow
oKeefe herself asked. painting considerably.
Come, search the houser' she proudly dared them.
Some Of them were for holding back, but Ned
Warner perfectly callous as to whether or no.
be took any ones word or doubted IL He meant to
hnd his wife
BY the circumstance of bringing home genriIs
gourd TO little Maggie Casey. June came homo
around by an extremely back way and SO missed
the searchers.
"Search the cellar. Il you peaseT moCked the
Widow oHeere leading the way. Maybe youn
look In the kindly binl And here's the coal chutel
Now come on upstairsi Here's the ball that you
saw before, aud here's my son sammy ane young
boy still; and this is the parlOr. The organ there.
sir. Is not hollow. as you eau tell by lifting up the
lids Open all the doors and see"
The place was vacant No one was there. Ned
Warner, puzzled aud determined inspected the third
door No results The Widow oReefe had gath
cred up all the clothes and belongings and put them
IN sheet and poked them into Mira Mcphersons
third story window.
June Warner tripped lightly across the street let
herself In at the Widow 0Keefes front door and
trOtted briskly up the stairs She swung round the
curving banster
Maybe you'd Ike to look up the ehimneys,s sue
Eested the Widow o'Keets to the searchers on the
third door
Ned Warner walked toward tho halI door,
June Warner started M 10 the third dooPl