Richmond times-dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1914-current, 1916-09-24

eyes on; So marched across Grand Gem
to r" ap %% Hy hGt Shea !a h tnh" wa had
ccmmutcr ON my way home if she noticed
She 20, OF ut Blue Cove
So ma was why Jimmy Barton had been
his moment all roads seemed to lead tc
Blue Cove.
Blue Cove is lonesome place One Of
as tho country God forgot" continued Jim
my Barton Gut think maybe you and
had better he considering the s o'clock train
for there if you're willing to take the rest
OF my story on faith and make dash Tor
the station
once Nc wcre safely embarked for Hlue
Cove Jimmy told me the rcst of his story.
Whcn the woman ~ had passing tho
""nntcrtcit bill on F"rty-socond street cot
as nonchaautly possible aud follower
hcr with IN ali, h" strove TO make casual
MS interest ""nsr'cu"us aud he felt that
tracking down his quarry would &c - simple
ana WAS 'ClGht"d beyond measure when she
turned int" " l'tiic building which he founr
on closer approach was restaurant.
y detected looking man whom Jimmy tool,
to b" tho proprietor was relaxed across one
I'm. walked over TO the door which had sng-
E"stcd mystery to him and found himself
there,
II" camr hack ana shook tho sleeper. who
replied Indificrcntly TO his uucstioming II
uiu't seen no lady"
On Jmmy's insisting that the woman for
he
proprietor volunteered 10 search for her.
Back to the Kitchen Went Jimmy again.
Guided this time by the still sleepy owner,
who pointed to another open doc. giving
on back yard, and insisted that The wo,n-
an must have vanished through his. Jimny
went out the door and crossed around to thu.
from; of the restaurant
There was no trace of tho missing woman.
could II have been John Miles fiancCc%''
! Interrupted
There little bungalow across the
road that scemcd TO como up ana hit my
consciousness. Nothing very specially notice
able about it-but ii just insisted on calling
attention TO itself. All @: a sudden ;hc door
flew open and a pretty girl with lot Of
duffy hair blowing around her face started
10 come out. Before SHE could get through,
jerEed her back,
Say, Miss Fairfax. that Girl had a o,,.cr
expression on her face. III nos forget il i'm
a hurry, Triehtrned doesn't cover tho case
she wanted TO forget-ihe way | used -
imnsine When was a little chap Blue
the door open. that's nll there is 60 my
story. hut IT makes me feel as if Blue cove
needed our Very particular and speciai at
tcntion"
This promised to be thrilling picture
liditor-and both OF these things and more
10 INC. II offered chance 10 help John
Miles and the unknown girl whose eyes had
held the frightened look OF one Who has had
u glimpse of Blue Boards chamber OF hor-
When the train pulled in at -bc .,lp.v
littlc station which marked Hluc cove |
was. thrilled with desire to solve our my.-
The depot" AT Eluc Cove was the. typical
country station. few loitcrcra stood aDomt
ana there were ono or two station haciis'-
our-whcclcrs With ustlcss looking worn
"ni CAB horses hanging their heads in utter
heJccuon, willie Nacant-cycd drivers doZed
on the "oXcS. with mo particular anticipation
cottage ret Well back from the road
Nnen the door opened IN answer to or
KNOCK the prediction OF the flower beds and
trim paths fulfilled themselves plcasantiv
q dear little old Lads opened the door FOR us a /
looking chap, who realized all my ideals of
what John Miles Ought to be- met Us with
IA n.y., welco 9i!, smile
seemed greatly impressed by the Tact Thai
Tue! We're chlcit:tlhinS icatricc Fairfax and
James Barton. Some iattcry makes one feel
bclitticd and chcapcncd.
We explainsd to John Miles just exactly
possibility Of our helping him solve the
mystery OF .hc disappearance OF the girl he
loved. bnt i seemed as il he the one
who could offer most aid in solving the nys-
terry. For The moment Jimmy told him how
! ne had followed the woman hc suspected Of
being a countcrfciter TO the restaurant, John
Miles broke In with the utmost excitement
Was there little bungalow opposite the
rhen jimmy wen, on and tod him of the
girl who had come To the door of the bunca
low "nd hecn dragged back SO suddenly
John Niles could hardly restrain his cx-
"itcmout That's Jean" he cried I'm sure
It's Jean. we must start al once mi 20
waste 1t minute i'm sure (, was Jean. nm.
think the woman YOU saw vas NIadam,
GailiarG dean mas Seen her secretary fol
!. quite while And nov that ! think about
1t. never did like her BOSS
d IN thG way over |" the bungalow Johr
Niles tod u# his story l. threw no Ii.:h
90 the mystery: instead. sadly enough i
N.apnen Hs dccper than ever in mystery.
ne afternoon before he had telephoncd t,
: INC bungalow where Jean Moore was acting
as S:cn"Eraphcr to Madame Gaillard ant
II nhd completed arrangements for their mar
: alone
8 lie had mot her some weeks before whci
q Hrsl Shc came Ia act secretary for tn
t reclusc VINO lived III The French bungalow
$ &c mad fallen in love with her almost a
e once. "
:. ~ wasn't worry slow about telling her 50
e ri'hcr Si" was TO get through at Madam
'h!liarhH yesterday afternoon, and sh
: promised 10 meet mother and at tn
" parsonage az six for Il quiet little wedding