The Daily Missoulian. [volume] (Missoula, Mont.) 1904-1961, 1917-12-09
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/ found. that's the chief thing Chris
| looked away from her and played with
an ornament on the mantlepiece.
Il want to know, please, Kit. ] have
4 right to be told"
You certainly have that's sure
\ thing" he conceded. We'll, it was
! Molly"
Miriam slowly nodded her head Il
! thought So Kit. I'd sooner be up
/ against any antagonist in the world
/ than a girl in love- There's nothing
/ she sticks at"
4 What beats me-" grumbled Christie
pher, lis why you left the plan about.
F., Why didn't you lock it upo"
We'll. experience has taught me that
the best way to hide a thing is to leave
it about. | knew there was risk OF
suspicion this evening, and thought II
quite likely that while we were at din
ncr they would be hunting through my
boxes It goes without saying that they
would have means of opening any Ioc''.
and If the worst came to the worst and
| had been searched and the thing
had been found on me all would nave
been over. But the lining of my hand
kcrchief sachet. right in the heart
Of the cotton wool padding, ought to
have been the safest place in the
world Would have been. too but for
the pure accident of my door swinging
OPEN and Molly seeing me. It only
shows how one should always take the
>F ~, ;ntn
What time that fellow Sandcrson
is comina." commented Brent nervous
~. Upon my word. Miriam, don't
quite like our luck deserving us like
this"
Pull yourself together. Kit. there's
/ nothing to be anxious about now. You
I have just got to 90 ahead as though
nothing had happened and you don't
I know what a splendid plan I've got.
I She gave a little glecful laugh. why.
/ ! think this whole disturbance will turn
ont to be of tho greatest value to us.
4 You just wait"
II wonder what Molly's doing" said
/ Brent, half TO himself. glancing toward
/ the door. Il can't understand why he
doesn't come"
. Mlfl1 Ill buESt OUT lduslilHS. VII, Nou
4 goose. | can tell you that" she said
How silly even the clevercst men are.
t DO YOU imagine that, even in the state
of mind she was in. Molly would go
/ straight into the billiard room with her
hair all ever the place and her face
! stained by crying, She's gone upstairs
to give two dabs with the brush and
/ one with the powder puff. But talking
OF a certain gentleman. l think ! hear
E his hoof' She moved quickly away
from Brent to the other side of the
room. and he stood with his back half
turned toward her, his hands in his
/ pockets looking into the CRATE with a
shamefaced expression.
The door opened and Charles San
| dcrson came in He looked straight at
/ Miriam
Il understand YOU have something to
say to me. Mrs. Lee" he said coldly
Yes she replied. nodding at him
Leave us together, will you, kit"
Wait moment. Brent" said
Charles. II understand from Miss
Pollock that you have been the catspaw
in this little affair, and have been try
ing to shield Mrs. Lee for old acauaint
ance sake. Is that sou
That's quite true" put in Miriam
swiftly.
"Of course, Brent" continued San
dcrson. you, as a mere idler, do not
| suppose realize the importance OF
events Just now. I hope YOU have
learned that just because you have an
admiration for a pretty face you must
/ not go doing anything its owner asks
you. Surely, even you might have
guessed that all was not quite right"
Il never thought it was anything to
I do with spies, on my word, Sander
son" replied Chris. with an anxious
fatuousness of manner. I'm devilishly
upset about it, I can tell you. I'd al
ways liked Mrs. Lee she used to be
one of my hest pals in South Africa.
How was | to know" Brent hated
himself as he spoke. but he knew he
was doing the only possible thing un-
der the circumstances, and. according
ly. he did it as we'll as he knew how.
Well, see that YOU are not quite such
a fool again" commented Charles, with
a not unkindy contempt. And now.
please, if you will leave me to deal
with Mrs. Lee
Chris went toward the door. then
paused. Il say, Sanderson,' he said
{ earnestly, you won't be too rough on
her, will YOU" He stuck his eyeglas
: in his eye and beamed confidingly
, through it, She's an awfully good
.. sort, she is really. Id be awfully upset
e if she was to get into any trouble"
.e oh, get out" said Sanderson.
" Chris went.
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