The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1915-12-24
CHAPTER x.
The Week of Their Lives,

The week OF Their Lives.
"Toye's gone back. to Italy," said
Cazalet. He says he may be away
only week. Let's make it the week
of our lives!"
The scene was. the little room it
pleased Blanche to call her parlor,
and the time preposterously early
hour of the following forenoon. GAIA
let in her sunny snuggery rather sug-
gested another extravagant taxicab.
But Blanche saw only his worn, ex-
cited face; and her own was not at
its best In her sheer amazement.
italy" she calculated. when did
he go?"
Nine o'clock last night"
"But"-she checked herself-"I sim
ply can't understand it, that's ALL"
why? Have you seen him since
the other afternoon"
His manner might have explained
those other two remarks, now bother.
ing her when it was too late to notice
them; on the other hand, she was by
no means sure that it did He might
simply dislike Toye, and that again
might explain his extraordinary heat
over the argument at Littleford.
Blanche began to feel the air some
what heavily charged with explana-
lions, either demanded or desired;
they were things she hated, and she
determined not to add to them if she
could helpit.
Il haven't set eyes on him again."
In a taxi"
Who saw him."
"Martha-if she's not mistaken"
This was little disingenuous, as
will appear; but that impetuous Sweep
was in merciful hurry to know some
thing else.
When was this, Blanche?"
Just about dark-say seven or SO.
She owns it was about dark" said
Blanche, though she felt ashamed of
herself.
Well, it's just possible He left me
about six; said he had to see someone,
too, now think of it. But I'd give a
bit to know what he was doing, mess
ing about down here at the last mo-
ment!"
Blanche liked this as little as any
thing that .Cazalet had said yet, and he
had said nothing that she did like this
morning. But there were allowances
to be made for him, she knew. And
yet to strengthen her knowledge, or
rather to let him confirm it for her,
either by word or by his silence, she
stated certain case for. him aloud
Poor .old Sweep" she laughed
TITS shame that you should have
come home to be worried like this"
Il am worried" he said simply.
81 think it's just splendid. all you're
doing for that poor man, but especially
the way you're doing it."
Il wish to God you wouldn't say
that, Blanche!"
He paid her the compliment of
speaking exactly as he would have
spoken to man; or rather, she hap
pened tot be the woman to take it as
q compliment.
buL no Say II, SWeSp. We nSaTQ
all about it from Charlie He rang me
up last night
You're on the telephone, are your,
Everybody is in these days.
Where have you lived? Oh, forgot"
And she laughed. Anything to lift this
duet of theirs out of the minor key!
But what does old Charlie really
think of the case? That's more to the
point" said Cazalet uneasily.
We'll, he seemed to fear there was
no chance of bail before the adjourned
hearing. Butt rather gathered he
was not going to be in 1t himself"
NO We decided on one of those
sportsmen who love rushing in where
a family lawyer like Charlie owns to
looking down his nose. I've seen the
chap. and primed him up about old
Savage, and our find in the founda-
tons. He says he'll make al example
of Drinkwater. and Charlie says they
call him the Bobby's Bugbear."
But surely he'll have to tell his
client who's behind him."