Ottumwa semi-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1916-1918, 1917-12-28
CHAPTER X11-(continuedo

the corridor, ana u1e ledpSu
through Anthony's veins. Even INV
there was a chance-faint ana loi'u I,f.
but still chance to save Mar! a.,
at least! He turned. did Antnon! vi, h,s
lust as Johnson Boiler flew a!ee' ;n n.'
demented spouse, and ghueu
Johnson Boilers bedroom: ,it.
Mary, very white 1noeeu' "'
Ing. ,. sbe panted.
where is she now sne p"'''
"You heard?'
"Of course l heard .er.r
miss Mary" said Anlnono . vhen
afraid that the time haS AVA 90
well have to stop planna u;,. 30 ~
Inc n lazy # js painful enough, but
you'll have to leave az ~ h.s +hat
Simply leave.' .s,n
And il I'm recosn!1o'
1T is unavoidable.
Mary stamped her foot
a1nan II isn't, and I think you're
.ho stnn;dist old man I ever knew
10 ssid nattsringly, Is she sped to
.he clopsk, Here give me a hand
with IT."
,.The wardrobe trunk Of course,
rve been looking at It and trying to
- II open, but cannot do it in there
- goin out In that trunk"
mp said Anthony, tugging 1t It
ute stupidity.
EFopen it!h Mary commanded
Eyes there's room and to spare, II
you'll take out those drawers and
khinEs!- the girl said quickly. mo!
Pile them in the closet neatly; she'll
box in there! Now, about your man:
= he stYong?"
Get him here quick" said Mary.
She seemed to have taken matters
INTO her own hands; moro, she seemed
81 know what she was about. Anthony
hfter IN instant of blank staring.
&ushed four times on the button OF
johnson Boilers room, which signal
indicated that Wilkins was needed IN
. hurry.
Some four or five seconds they
stood breathing hard, both Of them.
md listening for the sounds of dis
sister which might echo any minute
from the corridor. They had not
echoed when Wilkins appeared.
You! wilkins is you name" Mary
82I0. uhlLo, 1 La 6OAheo w o.
that trunk! Have you grasped that"
"Why-yes, miss"
"And you. instantly, are going to
take the trunk. with me in 1t. to my
home-you know where that is? You
don't of course. Well, load the trunk
into q taxi and tell the man to go
across to West End avenue!"
@And the. corner Of Eighty-umpth
Fl v5v-~ o,vHvS1kuHA
Exactly" said the girl. "Go to the
side door and take in the trunk,
through the yard Of course and say
that it is for Felice-Felice Moreau,
my maid. Have you the name. VIII
ktns?"
"Felice Moreau, miss. Yes, misc,
aaid the blunderer.
"And then take it to her room and
get out!'' Mary concluded. Don't lock
the thing. Load it into the back OF the
cab with yourself and try to get 1t
open little so that III have air, when
we've started!
Saying which, Mary Dalton, who
knew a really desperate situation
when she saw one, and who also in
Aerited much Of her fathers superb
executive ability in genuine emery.
oncy-Mary gathered her skirts and
stepped into the trunk, budding down
rs prettily and gracefully as If it had
been rehearsed for weeks!
She looked at wilkins. and Wilkins.
with sweep, had closed had closed
the lid: and with great emotional
gulp wilkins looked at his master and
aid:
my eye. sir! A bit OF all right,
That, Mr.. Fry!"
Anthony Fry nodded quickly and
thrust several bills into his hand.
Don't stand there talking about it,
be said. Get your hat and hustle.
wilkins! Take the first taxi you see
lnd-and handle her gently. Felice
1oreau, NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. that
r shall, indeed. SIR" said the faith
Rul one; and, delicate consideration in
every finger, he lifted the trunk and
walked into the living room. while
Anthony Fry held his breath and fol-
lowed every move with fascinated
eyes.
Through the room, then, went vii.
dns and trunk together and to the
door. The sober black felt affair he
had used these three years was on
wilkins head now. and ne lugged the
trunk onward-turned in the outer
hall and lugged it to the freight ele-
vator-and now, as Anthony watched
from the doorway Of his lately peace
tul home, onto the freight elevator
The door closed on the little car
The door closed on Anthony's apart
ment, with Anthony insde-and again
he was that stately, dignified reticent
and austere being; the Anthony Fry
Of yesterday!
A trifle stinly, perhaps, he moved to
his pet arm chair. and into it he sank
with an undeniable thud. grasping the
arms fondly as one might grasp a
friend returned from a long and peril
Gus journey, and glazing straight
ahead
Amazing! More than that, dunn
founding! Five minutes back he had
been seriously resigned to ruin and
death. Now he was quite utterly all
right once more!
Anthony looked about at all the IA
miliar things; it seemed to him that