The Detroit times., 1915-02-04


Vandyked man on the shoulder.
II was during this time that June
Warner. sitting quietly in corner
OF the library with Bobbie and Iris and
with her mothers purse still in her
hand, heard familiar voice in the
vestlbule.
In a flash and went upstairs to her
room,
Where's JGhie?" Mrs. Moore had
pushed through ahead OF the men.
John Moore walked straight to Bob
bic Bletherfng and shook an awe IN
spring finger AT that young man.
Where's NY grip" be demanded.
Bobbie slowly Strengthened.
We'll, she's here he said. What
Of it?"
'Tn ell you what of it," said Iris.
June lus de.iltd not TO see any Of
you .Lst yet, aE1 she WON'T"
Iris took two ipuers from The nan
| tel She gave one IT, Ned and oae 10
Mrs. Moore. Her sband loo owe.
ed to
Dear Daddy and Mummy
car not explain In a letter why |
Some day | will make you under
stand and forgive. Please be good
to dear Ned and love
YOUR LITTLE JUNE.
Here's the man." shouted Ned. his
pair OF gloves in one hand and a
gloves. They were lying on the table,
.I.lc - L.. q
They're my gloves. called Iris,
but Ned laughed at her. There was
no mistaking those dainty. blue en-
broidered bits OF white kid.
Now, III tell you." went on Ned.
This man. Gilbert Blye. whose name
I now know for the first time, was
with her from the moment she left
me until she came here. He is tall.
black Vandyked man, and at Farm
vile he was seen assisting June on
the down train. | saw them myself
through the car window talking to-
gether. want to find Gilbeft< Blyet
Are you hiding him too?' And-hc tnfn-
ed savagely OH Iris.
Bobbie lounged forward. "That'll
do, Ned he warned. Iris. call
June"
"Janien' They heard Iris throwing
doors open and running through the
house, calling June. Ned darted up
the stairs. but in the hall Iris met him
with frightened face. "She Is gonen'
They all searched for her then, but
there was no trace of her.
CHAPTER ~.
Mrs. Gilbert Blye was In shrill
voiced converse with a big green par
rot. which, from length and sharpness
OF nose and height of eye arches.
might have been a sister to her. A
maid announced that some one had
wanted TO see Mr. Blye. and. since he
was not at home, would Mrs. Blye,
care 10 say where he was? He came
to New York on an early train.
/ Mrs. Blye rose instantly. She sailed
straight into the hall and confronted
the five earnest visitors. did you say
Mr.. Blye returned on an early train 2"
Yes" Ned tried not to speak
'curtly. II saw him."
IL am Mrs. Blye. Is there anything
can do for you?" The lady was
studying the group with screwlike
penetration. Mrs. Blye began to
worry herself. Also she began TO sus-
pect! That last was her specially.
EFF you will tell me the nature of
your business with Mr.. Blye may be
able to locate him."
81 want my daughter" blurted John
Moore. his lips squaring.
"Oh." And Mrs. Blye's voice rose.
Your daughter" She glared at them
for moment. "Will you please
waltz" she asked and sailed back
through the hall They could hear
her sharp voice telephoning. She had
called her husbands club. and they
heard her exclaim Indignantly,
Where, Sherry's2" She was back,
blazing. She had her hat in her hand.
Hes at Sherry's!" she shrilled.
An electric coupe stood at the door.
She slammed into that, turned on the
lights and rolled away with as much
vigor as was i'm the capacity OF her
machine. Boobies runabout darted
after her and passed her, and then
came the limousine, with Mr.. and Mrs.
Moore and Ned.
Poor June! II had been hard for
her to leave those beloved voices
down there in the library. but she
had made up her mind very firmly
that neither she nor Ned could be
happy IL she was always. TO feel that
she was a chattel. She ran back to
the desk for Neds photograph, then
stepped lightly out on the tiny side
porch, Jumped down TO the little en-
bankment and fed, as light as
thistledown. along the side OF the
house and out at the little grocers
gate.
Where now should she go? The
apartments, their homes, hers and
Neds. She hurried up In that d.
rection, hut at the first corner she
stopped for an instant ard darted
over toward Broadway. She had real
lied three things almost simuitane-
ously--frst, that they might come out
OF the Blethering house at any instant
and see her; second. that she had no
key; third. that NeG might come
there. IL would be the most likely
place for him to go in his loneliness.
She suddenly held her handkerchief
to her mouth TO choke back a sob.
On Broadway she hailed a passing
taxi.
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All was sparkling at sherry's, hut
Gilbert Blye had taken small share
In the hilarity. He had risen to go
when black-eyed young woman, the
most vivacious or the party. called
him TO task for his evening of secret
scheming. You're up to some devil
ment," she charged, playfully tweak-
ing his beard. Come and dance with
me-"