Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1916-10-13

and screeches like pig under a gate.
How long have you been watching
me?" she said suddenly.
"I didn't know it was you. Two or
three minutes"
You saw what I was doing?"
II heard"
But you don't know what you
heard?"
Look here, Hazel" I blurted out
I'm not spying on you. You needn't
explain il you don't want to. If you
were doing it, it's all right. There's
nothing to it."
The Hazel was slip, but she
didn't notice it.
You're a very dear boy" she said
able gentleman, oliver"
I didn't deserve that, and told her
so. I'd been looking around the place,
and even if my motives were fairly
decent, I wasn't proud of it.
i've been thinking all day. I
haven't had much else to do" Her
voice was wistful, and L knew she
was thinking of the office, and the
war order? 1t was. Shells. And
you'll have to know about things L
can't let you think I wander about the
streets at night, but now that the mill
! is on double time, and he is trying to
get things organized, he has very lit
| tie time"
"I guess you know you can count on
me-" I said.
My voice wasn't exactly steady. Tt
was great to have her turn to me, but
of course 1t hurt, too. with Martin S
ring on a ribbon around her neck, and
all the rest of it. I'll go over the
bank, if you say the word, like the
whatever it was"
"I want you to do something. Do
you think you could get to the roof at
Boisseau's?"
1T don't see why not"
I'm daylight"
I'm daylight. Sure. To tell you
the truth, I'm beginning TO prefer day
light for most things. It's safer"
I'VE have lost something, and I
think, at least there's a chance, 1T is
be on another near by. I should
think you could see from Boisscau's."
II think 1 know what you have
lost"
You know!"
She put her hand on my arm. and
1t was shaking.
"I may be wrong. I'm no sleuth.
But IL 1t is what think it is, know
where 1t is. Only I'm hanged If I
know why there's SO much trouble
about the thing. It's camera, isn't
it?"
YES"
I told her about It. 1t was rather
long story. She stirred trifle when
I said 1 had seen her pick up the
spring, and when I said that Schmerz,
the policeman, had stopped for one
like it when he was hurt, she gave a
little cry. I took her hand then, and
she let me hold it.
Queer about hands, isn't 1t, how the
touch of a girls mite of hand will
make fellow either a king or a fool i?
Honest. I was older and--well, better
is the only word I can think of-the
minute l felt her cold little paw
under mine.
The tear in the awning, the lens, the
camera dealers window, I told her
the whole thing. But she stopped me
when l told her how I'd lost the lens
when I was showing 1t to Martin.
But he must have known!" she
said. HE would know that it was a
lens, and that probably" Her voice
trailed off.
| don't always have to stand under
a pile-driver to get things driven homo.
l saw the whole thing in q minute
Martin had upset his glass of water
you remember, and the cloth had been
changed. He'd had plenty of time to
put the lens in his pocket before
missed it.
AS far as I know, he has the lens
now"
"Of course he would get it, If he
could Then she rose to his defense
calamity That's a good word, and
IL nts her. Probably he is waiting
to get the rest Of the camera. He felt
quite sure he could recover it, He
knows how vitality important it is"