Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-03-19

with her glance. As she watched his face
she. could not nelp smiling.
hour face is Just an open book Mr.
Rutherford" she said. you have
speaking countenance and 1t spoke then
with eloquence."
What did it say?" asked Craig
1t said" she returned, laughing.
what miserable falsehoods this young
female tells"
"oh, well,' said Craig, trying to smile,
Tor she had read him truthfully. there
are times when every female has to lie,
l guess"
on, she exclaimed, drawing away
from him, ut is something more than
your countenance that speaks. Let me
go on"
DO said Craig, uneasily
she changed her tone. II want you to
hp heip me- | have got to get that other
buckle. I've got to do things I've got to
put personal in Canadian paper. I've
got to meet the person who REPLIES
Father Is out of the question. Sophie s
n servant. l would feel easier II 1 had
, somc one with me"
And It might as we'll be me-" lie
hummed shoftly the old Florodora tune
you seem to take your various re-
sponsibllities easily" she said, as she
carefully twisted her fingers loose from
his OBTAINING grasp. He could not SEQ
the expression of her face, in the half
light. and did not know whether she was
smiling or frowning at his levlty.
Across the street, a man enconsed in a
| convenient shadow grinned to himself at
their protected leave-taking.
Some responsibilities are so easy" said
Craig. that It's n shame even to stand
up and be thanked for them"
~ haven't thanked you-yet," she re-
piled half saucily.
Then dont-yet-and let me choose the
brandt"
He reached for her hand again, and en-
countered the key.
~ think I would better go in now" she
said hurriedly. Gould YOU be good
enough to attend to the advertisement for
me?"
81 certainly could-f you will allow me
TO accompany you when you meet the
person advertised for"
"Oh, that duty has already been wished
upon you''
Indeed? I had it confused with my
rewards"
"Mr. Rutherford. do street lamps shin
ing through vestibule doors have tho
same effect upon you as moonlight"
How so?"
y
You are the most tantalizing young
person have ever met!" he cried, reach
ing out for her in the dark
And YOU are-obstreperous" she re-
torted, eluding him.
She was inside the inner door before he
realized her intention.
Just like girl" Rutherford grumbled
to himself
lie heard a tiny laugh. and the door
shut tightly. She had held 1t open n
crack.
Good night" he called. and he ranccd
he heard a faint good night" from the
opposite side of the panel
Rutherford walked down the old stone
steps, feeling as though he were tread
ing on air. What cared he for mysteries
and buckles and necklaces and smug-
glers? This elusive and yet allurlng girl
was nearer to him tonight than she had
ever been. He was EloatlnE riotously i'm
the knowledge that she really cared a
little for what he thought about her He
was as happy in this small triumph-for
a few blissfu moments-as II she had
been the usual kind of person whom he
would meet in his own exclusive circle
instead of one he had never been able
to classify, much less understand
Then the absurdity of being head over
heels in love with girl whose first name
he didn't, even know. came pleasantly
homo to him. He actually blushed walk
ing along the street, as he reached into
an inner pocket to stroke the little pack
age containing her veil lie gloried in
his possession of the blue buckle, as an
other evidence of her presence. albeit n.
dangerous one, as he had learned only
that afternoon. He reached into another
pocket to satisfy himself that he still had
1t safe.
Suddenly the world flow sidcwise into
space. million lights danced before his
eyes as rutherford sank with slight
moan down on tho paveemnt. over his
unconscious body man bent, searching
carefully but rapidly. He seized a par