Ottumwa semi-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1916-1918, 1917-12-28
She had saved everything, because Z

| She had saved everything, because
she was gone.
And she was perfectly safe in WI.
kins' hands. Wilkins, faithful, power.
full soul would carry her tidily into
the room Of the maid Felice, where
ever that might lie in Dalton's absurd
ly ornate pile, and between Telico and
Mary . story would be arranged to
cover everything. Momentarily, An
thony frowned, for he disapprovod Of
mendacity in any form-but there are
some lies SO much better than tho
truth that shortly he smiled again and
hoped from the bottom of his heart
that M2ry's lie would be a winner.
tnony sat upright quite abruptly. All
And now that all was well-An-
was not exactly as yet: johnson Boil.
Ter and his wife were coming down
the corridor and, almost a. he heard
them, the lady passed him.
She said nothing. Beatrice had
passed the talking stage. Checks
white again and eyes blazing, she
threw open the door Of Anthonys
chamber and shot inward! One felt
the pause as she looked around; one
heard the door Of the closet open
and then the door Of tho other closet
Then one saw the pleasing Beatrice
again 40 she shot out, hat stfll In
hand.
One lightning, soaring xiance
whizzed over the calm Anthony and
the purple, perspiring Johnson Boiler
Then Beatrice had turned and hurled
into johnson Boilers room itself, and
johnson Boiler dropped into tho. chair
beside Anthony and whined!
TITS over!' said he. TITS over!"
"Oh, no." Anthony said.
"And you listen to this!" johnson
Boiler Numbered suddenly. sitting up
and pointing one pudU finger 1t his
friend. The poor kids crazy! /
cant stop her! She'll kill The lit&le
skirt a. sure as there's Z sky over-
head, and she'll go to the chair for 1t
laughing! And when she has gone
Fry. when it's all over, I'm guing to
shoot you full of holes and then KIN
myself! This world isn't big enough
for you to get away from me, now! I
swear to you"
you might better dry up." said
Anthony with hts tncomprehensfble
calm.
Boiler turned duly. Beatrice was
with them again. and yet there had
been no scream, NO crash. There was
about Beatrice nothing At all to sus.
gest woman who has tasted the
sweets OF revenge. White lips shut
she sailed past them, on her way to
wilkins pantry and his humble bed
room beyond.
Didn't she find herr" choked Boiler.
"She didn't
"Why mott"
"She isn't there
''Where'd she go!'
Anthony smiled cynical condeocen.
sion.
"Once in a while I'm able to man.
age these things il I'm left alone" he
said. assuming much credit to which
he had no title.
''Well, is she out Of this .at!"
Johnson Boiler asked hopefully.
"She certainly IL. you poor fool
said his host.
Beatrice had finished her unlovely
hunt. Even again, she was with them;
and now she looked straight Il
Johnson Boiler, ignoring To WY
existence Of Anthony Fly.
ri haven't found her." said Beoeice.
She's hidden somewhere, or else
she's with other friends in this
sanctimonious hole
Beatrice" johnson Boiler began,
with a great, hopeful gasp.
"But will find hertz the lady as |
sured him, and when do-I'm going
now"
Homer"
Momentarily, Beatrice's eyes SWAN. |
1t seemed q good sign, and johnson !
Boiler rose hurriedly. The eyes
ceased swimming and blazed at him!
Il am never going there again"
Beatrice Informed him, with the old,
chilling calm. II shall 60 to q hotel, |
and later, hope, back to father and |
mother. You will hear from my law.
yers, Johnson, within a day or two"
But Beatrice" johnson Boiler |
protested. THAT doesn't mean that !
you're crazy enough tory divorcing
me?"
"Tm not crazy, and there will be
very little trouble about it, Johnson"
the lady said gravely. That is Whist |
1t means. Goodbye"
A moment she paused before John |
son Boiler, looking him up and down |
with scon so terrible that, innocent |
or otherwise, he crinsed visibly.
Another moment her eyes seemed to !!
soften a little for they were deep and |
maddeningly beautiful, but |
millions Of miles from the unworthy !
creature who had once called them |
his own. This. apparently, IVES |!
Beatrice's fashion Of saying an eternal |
goodbye to one she had once loved |!
for having looked and thrilled him. |
she moved on, and the door closed |
behind her
"She means IT, croaked johnson |,
Boiler
She'll cool down." said Anthony.
"She will not. and-she means it,"
cried his friend, wrath rising by grea. |
leaps. She's going to sue me for di. /
that never even looked a |
chicken in the eye on the street. She's
EOing to bust uD our h2DOy little /