Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1918-11-25
FIVE
FRIDAYS
By
FRANK K. ADAMS
" 3
Copy,isht BY Franz A. Munsey
Copyright BY Frank A. Munsey
Company
CHAPTER x.
The Clam Hunter.

HERE was no answer, ana
stepped to the door Of her room,
which stood open. She was ly-
Ing on her bed, dressed, with
her head on her arm sleeping the dead
sleep Of utter exhaustion. She seemed
very small and childish, and her IN.
gers curled adorably, like baby's.
didn't have the heart to waken her, so
tiptoed out. The news would be
Just as welcome when she wakened
Of her own accord, and sleep would do
her much good.
When I came downstairs saw Bopp
so through the yard, looking under
every bush and into every gully.
went out to tell him that Mrs. Green
was located.
He stopped when he saw me.
II see Clair has cut you out with
your actress friend" be said. II saw
them arm In arm on the beach min
ute ago. There's no use talking, Mon
ty, you can't seem to hold . girls at
tention long enough to slip q ring on
her. Why don't you try advertising In
one Of those matrimonial papers7"
made no answer, but turned around
abruptly and went back to the house.
l was angry enough myself to let him
hunt until the crack of doom before /
would tell him that Mrs. Green was
found.
When I entered the house the tele-
phone was ringing again. took OF
the receiver.
"Hello" said.
"Hello - said O masculine voice. Il
am a newspaper man. representing the
Haniman syndicate. understand that
you had an earthquake over there
this morning and that Mrs. Green, the
wife Of the president Of the First Ma
tional bank, made her escape in an
aeroplane dressed in a spangled red
ball gown. want to know II I
have these facts absolutely correct be-
fore r.
l carefully lowered the receiver IN
til it hung suspended from the wires
and tiptoed away from the telephone.
letting him talk to the empty air ;
The story was out.
When went out, after leaving the
reporter holding the wire, 30 to speak,
took Tootles for walk, and I then
turned my attention to the undevelop-
ed food supply which had discovered
earlier when walking with Vida.
There were hundreds Of fresh water
clans on the beach; and It was posi-
Bile to dig them In the cove when tho
water was not particularly rough. !
spent the afternoon wading, compen-
stated for the cold discomfort Of the
performance by the thought that BY
providing food Il would win back q
large share Of the favor I had lost
with Lucille. Not that she would ad-
NIT that she needed food. Not she.
Vida and Upton 8. Clair strolled BY
while was wading. It seemed to me
that she was making rapid progress to-
ward winning her bet.
"Are you still looking for Mr..
GreenT Clair called out - I fshed
under water curiously.
NO." replied shortly, II am teach
ing a pet fish to swim"
"You look as though you were tax.
Ing one Of those barefoot cures"
* didn't know you could cure bare
feet" supplied Vida. by the way.
Mr.. Blainey, does your ring come of
easily7"
1T would from your hand. Do you
wish to wear itT'
"Oh, no, not yet-not until am en-
titled to. You can begin to work 1t
of though"
did any ono call me up on the tele.
phoneT asked Mr.. Clair. +
"Yes," I said.
"Why didn't you call meT he de-
manded Grossly. II haven't been far
away"
The self assurance Of this man en-.
ragged me. Here he was, an unlimited