Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1916-10-23
Mary Roberts Rinehart' 81
Thrilling Mystery of
"The Curve Of the Catenary'''

Club. The lockers are only closed with
wire netting doors. That meant that
the bag would be in plain sight all
the time. iou remember the "Pur-
loined Letter." Well, on that prin-
ciple-place a thing in full view and
it will never be suspected.
But he had the suitcase on his
hands. Maybe you think 1t is easy in
an apartment house to get rid of an
discriminating suitcase. Well, it isn't.
tried to once, after lark at col
lege, and I was pinched the minute
threw it over the railing of the bridge.
They had divers after that suitcase
for days. and when they found 1t and
1t was full of empty beer bottles !
darned near got sentence for false
pretensei
We had to guess how Martin got the
suitcase to the house on the hill.
couldn't ask Hazel without telling her
the story, and / wouldn't do that She
has never known it.
Anyhow, we thought 1t likely that
Anderson suspected where he, had sent
1t, and we haven't much doubt that he
was the Blithe Bandit. Seems likely,
doesn't 1T?
Why Martin took the blame as he
did puzzled us lot. But Sis says
and as I've said before, she doesn't
reason, she feels-that when Ander-
sons successor arrived he probably
left town, or pretended to. And Mar
tin was simply giving him time to
make getaway.
Well, that's about all. We're work
ing like blazes on the war stuff. I'm
too busy to go to lunch at the club
any more. Did you ever see shell
made? It's beautiful work. We do
the whole thing. make the steel roll
it, cut it and then send it into the
machine-shop and finish it, nose and
all. Pretty You ought to see a lot
of them in a row, ready to go out.
When I get any time go up to the
house on the hill. The old man is in
venting a new sort of shrapnel, and
Sometimes he drops to sleep-hes
pretty old. Then I go out and sit with
Hazel under the arbor. It's late spring
now, you know, and you ought to see
the way that grape vine Is growing.
1 don't know that I ever thought
about a grape vine before, unless
that it produced something whose
ultimate destination was a bottle.
Hazel is not in the office. Her
father has a pension, and somebody
died and left them enough to live on.
I asked her last night If she didn't
sometimes wish she were back.
You could scold me, you know"
I said. "and send me out to play when
l bothered you.''
II don't think you play very much
now"
By George. when I got to thinking
about it. didn't!
when did you hear from Martin ?"
I said, in an offhand way. She'd
never known the story. as I've said.
and L know he wrote to her now and
then. [ wondered what she made of
his going away. We'd never discussed
1t.
mot lately. I wrote to him some
time ago, and he replied. I-Ollie,
I'm not going to marry him"
sat up. Had she learned any
thing?
why not?" I said. My hands were
cold.
II didn't care enough. When he
was here I thought did. I did care,
too, Ollie. But when he was gone, and
l tried to think about him I couldn't
see him. Do you know what mean?
l could remember what he had said
and what he had done. But not how
wouldn't be like that, would it?"
Il don't know. Hazel" I said I
guess my voice was shaky, all right.
I've only got to close my eyes to see
you. I know the very way you move
your hands and hold your head. I'VE
got my eyes closed now, and still II
see YOU"
'As look now?"
I'll tell you what I'm seeing. if
you want to know. I'm seeing YOU
that morning in the park, all pale and
tired. You poor little kid"
Don't. I want to forget it,"
And I'm seeing your scared eyes
that night when 1 lighted q match.
and you saw that my face was cut"
Maybe my voice startled her. for
she tried to laugh. What am l doing
now." she asked. you with your
second sight?"
You are reaching out your hand
for me to hold" said.
BY Jove, she did it, and because I'd
cared for her long time, and had
never. had any hope until then. T
squeezed it until hurt her. The next
minute | had her in my arms, and a
TOOL with a searchlight on a steamer
had turned it on us.
Let them look" I said. without re-
leasing her. You're not ashamed of
it, are your" -
Certainly not" she replied. And
In the full glare of the searchligbt
kissed her.
The steamboat whistled!