The Washington herald., 1915-01-31

after his consideration OF the morning He sympa-
thized with her, and he extended his walk TO the
door Of her lodgings He held her hand a moment
overIong in parting, and the wheezing Mrs Boales.
her cold eye looking from the area window. saw
him bending her in smiling persuasion
Bill Wolf, the --LATEST and widest of Honorfa's de-
tectives later rang the Blye bell and bulged back
to the dining room In excitement
Got hmP announced Bill
lis she with himT demanded Honoria-
Il don't know. Ny partners are watching the
front and back doors Conner
Honoria bundled the fat, wide detective into her
electric and started the machine
''WhereT she majestically demanded
Riverside drive! I'll show you the placer
"Is he still in, BlinkyT' demanded Bill Wolf, tum-
bling out OF the machine and landing right end up.
Blinky Peters was too good a detective to answer
in words He gave an upward toss Of bis round
head and wink OF his hshlike eye and walked into
the building with an air Of not having seen Bill
Wolf at all
Fifth" ordered Blinky. leaning over to whisper
that magic word mysteriously into the ear Of the
curly haired elevator boy. The boy did not mind He
used to all sorts. He sent up the elevator with
a jerk Out at the fifth floor. First door to the
right NowI A ring at the doorbell Hush!
The door swung open, and Immediately Bill Wolf
pushed in The others crowded after him.
There he Is ma'amr' shouted Bill, plunging into
the next room, and Honoria Blye saw In June War
ner's drawing room the tall, lean, lanky detective
with the sparse black beard, who the carcature
of her handsome husbandl Ned Warner followed in
from the reception room
What am l to understand by this Mrs. BlyeT he
inquired
You ought to know, your gruny charged
"Sneaky' Tavis, who had followed the others, and.
whlrling he pointed at the caricature That's her
husbandP'
"shut upF' squawked Mrs. Blye and went home
Gilbert Blye at that time was quite far from the
scene Of Honoria's capture even of Ned's wander
ings. He was dining with Tommy Thomas, and a
rather elderly woman and doll-lke girl with swift
ly advancing crows feet at the of her eyes,
and Grin Cunningham, and a heavy Hdded short
haired, big man named Edwards whom they called
7. ]. With the arrival Of the coffee Blye told the
time from tiny gold watch, the only one he carried
1.-The runaway brideP' laughed Cunningham
I'm in a hurry" Blye explained 81 told you
when we came here that had to leave at g."
"Of course we know where you are going" Tom
my challenged him
June sitting In her lonely little bedroom wait
ing for Marie, whom she had sent out to a drug
store for toilet articles. Mrs Boales suddenly
knocked.
"a gentleman with a black beard and a diamond
ring and a gold filing in tooth He says it's
Mr. Blye- 1 Lit the parlor lamp for him"
June wondered what she should do.
Ned warner, riding atmleSsly and diSconSolately
on a street and looking out earnestly at every
passerby, suddenly caught sight Of one pedestrian
who made his heart jump. Marie! She jog
ging industriousy along with a bundle under her
arm and very clear idea Of direction apparent in
her very speed. Ned ran after her. At the Boales
door Marie heard the sound Of running footsteps.
turned with normal curiosity, saw Ned. let herself
in at the door and closed it with slam, snapped on
the night lock and few upstairs.
Hes coming, Miss June" she cried. ''Mr. NedT
Nedl June's heart leaped within her, and for
moment she flooded with mad impulse to run
down and be folded in his arms and forgiven Mol
She must be strong for her own sake and for his,
for the sake Of their ultimate mutual self respect
and the fullness Of the love which can be founded
on that alone!
Meet me at that little hotel to which we were
arst going" she directed Marie hastily and snatch
ing her hat and coat, she hurried down the stairs
and out Of the back door.
June had forgotten Gilbert Blye absolutely but he
lad not forgotten her. He saw June in fight and
ollowed her.
Mrs. Boales answered a violent knocking at the
loor. to find herself confronted by the Wild eyed
Ned Warner.
Where is my wtfer' he demanded
whats her nameT
June She's hereI saw her maid Just come inI
darrell Where are theyT
That's herr Mrs. Boales was pleased Some
als her Moore and some Warner and some Justin
cred man here to see her now. Names Blye. Hes
d the parlor." And she craned In at the parlor
oor with scarcely a shift of her position No. he
in'tl has he dared to go up to her room In my
ouseF
Ned burst past her and sprang up the stairs
First door to the rightF' yelled Mrs BoaIes.
Nothing happened Ned burst In at the first door
} the right The room was emptyI =
Then up climbed Mayme Bates, the maid
If it's Miss Justin you're hunting" said Mayme
sa~ her and black whiskered gentleman 20 out
the back door not more than three minutes agoF"
Ned Warner plunged down the stairs faster, than
, had gone up and slammed out Of the back door
ind himself confronted by the endless universel
o the right CT to the left7 And when he reached
e alley mouth, which way then7 Right or left?
In the meantime the driven June, hurrying aim
ssly. looked back at every turning to see II the
an she loved were following her
At each turning dark figure, quicker than she.
rang into hiding behind tree trunk or gatepost or
'orway or corner, selecting each hiding place be-
re be left the last And the figure was Gilbert
ye black Vandyked. staggering of gait and mil
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