Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1915-11-11
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81 must be going" she said. rising.
IF you will give me my envelope?"
He crossed to the safe and got 1t for
her. His curiosity was still keen
edged, but he beat 1t back manfully.
II wish you wouldn't hurry" he said
Hospitality. He was searching the
ichangeful eyes for the warrant to say
more. but he could not find it.
He was obliged to let 1t go at that;
but when they reached the phaeton
and the horse-holding clerk had been
relieved, he spoke of another matter.
I'm little worried about Ken
meth" he told her. HE came down
this morning looking positively
lwretched, but he wouldn't admit that
he was sick Have you seen much Of
him lately?"
Not very observation-disclosures
you say he had gone homer"
81 don't know where he has gone,
He left here about half an hour before
you came. and l haven't seen him
since"
"And you are worried because he
sdoesn't look well?"
"Not altogether on that account I'm
afraid he is In deep water of some
kind. never saw person change as
he has in the past week or So You
know him pretty well, and what big
heart he has?"
She nodded, half mechanically.
well, there have been times lately
when I've been afraid he'd kill some
lbody-in this squabble> of ours, you
know. He has been going armed
(which was excusable enough, under the
lcircumstances-and night before last,
when we were walking uptown togeth-
Ter. had all could do to keep him
from taking pot-shot at a fellow
lwho, he thought, was following us.
don't know but I'm taking all sorts
Iof unfair advantage of him, telling you
This behind his back, but"
mo; I'm glad you have told me.
Maybe can help"
He put her into the low basket seat,
land tucked the dust-robe around her
carefully While he was doing 1t he
Hooked up into her face and said: I'D
hove you awfully hard for what you
have done today-if you'd let me-"
, 1t was like her to smile straight
INTO his eyes when she answered him.
When you can say that-in Just
khat way-to the right woman, you'll
lhnd great happiness lying in wait
for you. Edward, DEAR" And then she
spoke to the Morgan mare and dis.
lance came between. ,a
AS once before. in the earlier hours
tof the same day, Miss Grierson took
the roundabout way between the Ray
inner plant and Mereside, making the
tcircuit which took her through the
college grounds and brought her out
lat the head of upper Shawnee street.
fThe Widow Holcomb was sitting on
ther front porch, placidly crocheting,
when the phaeton drew up at the
Curb.
"Mr. Griswold," said the phaeton's
occupant May trouble you to tell
him that I'd like to speak to him a
Imoment?"
l Mrs. Holcomb, friend of the Ray
lmers. the Farnhams. and the Oswalds.
land own cousin to the Bars, was of
The perverse minority; and, apart
IRON this, she had her own opinion of
10 young woman who would wait at the
door of young mans boarding house
land take him of for a night drive to
Igoodness only knew where, and from
(which he did not return until good
mess only knew when. So there was no
istitch missed In the crocheting when
|she said, stifiy: "Mr. Griswold isn't
I'm. He hasn't been home since morn
ling"
Miss Grierson drove on, and the
most casual observer might have re-
marked the strained tightening of the
hips and the two red spots which came
land went in the damask-peach cheeks.
but 1t was not until she had reached
IMereside. and had gained the shelter
|of the deserted library, that speech
came.
20 pitiful Christi" she sobbed, drop.
ping into chair and hiding her face
I'm the crook of her arm; hes done It
ut last!-he's trying to hide. and that's
what they've been waiting for! And
u don't know where to look!"
But Matthew Broffin, fitting lazily
in his chair on the downtown hotel
porch, knew very well where to look.
Iand he was watching the one outlet
OF the hiding place as an alert. though
outwardly disregardful. house cat
watches a mouse's hole.