Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1918-11-22
FIVE
FRIDAYS
BY
FRANK r. ADAMS.
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Copyright by Frank A. Munsey
Company

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explained to the young man, who
proved to be Ned Blaney, as had al
ready suspected, all about the wreck of
the Mary Bell and the casting ashore
Of her passengers.
Thanks very much" said Blaney,
with considerable relief in his voice.
"Ill come right over after her. Don't
tell her that called up and will
surprise her. Goodby."
He hung up before I could tell him
that he probably couldn't get any kind
of boat to come over to the island,
but judged that he would find that
out soon enough for himself.
where's Miss Green?' asked Bopp.
Il advised her to lie down for lit
tie while and rest. This search is
wearing her out. She is leaving every
thing In my charge"
II presume that congratulations are
In order" said, extending my hand
with a. good a show of cordially as
could muster. x do congratulate you,
Mr.. Bopp."
"We're not regularly engaged" Bopp
said sourly. "She has promised to be
mine IL I can find her mother. That
makeS mo just about as near engaged
to her a. II we had never met"
SO Lucile's promise had string tied
to 1t. Ny heart leaped exultantly.
There was chance yet
Lets have . drink on tho strength
Of your engagement anyway" I said.
starting toward the kitchen.
Water Queried Bopp, hoping
against hope.
"Why, yes"
mo, thanks. Ny tummie is looking
for Mount Ararat now" He sank dis
consolately into a seat. In q moment
he rose YEARLY. "I've got to start out
again. I promised Lucille I would
search while she rested"
Hardly had be left the house when
the telephone rang again. l answer
ed it.
Hello"
"Hello. 10 that you, Mr.. Blainey :?
viii you call Lucille to the telephone :?
I want to-
The voice ceased abruptly. /
"Hello," called, "hello, hello!"
There was no answer.
The voice had Just been listening
to was that Of Mrs. Green.
After awhile got central's attention
and demanded to be told why / had
been cut OF.
"That party called up from a private
telephone" said central sweetly. "She
had no right to use it. 1t is summe
telephone only, and the instrument |.
to be taken out next week"
But 1t was Mrs. Green who was
talking"
1T couldn't BE-" central was posi-
tive. "You sre speaking from Mrs.
Green's residence yourself"
ut was NM Green. I recognized
her voice.
"Just minute" There was a pause,
then: "Hello! That party called up
from Huntingdon's. What could Mrs.
Greer be doing there on stormy day
like this?"
I could not explain to gosslpy telc-
phone operator what had really hap
pened to Mrs. Green. did not know
much about 1t myself, and the few
facts of her disappearance that I was
cognizant of, would hardly sound well
If repeated.
"Mrs. Green" hazarded, "went out
walking, and suppose she stopped in
at Mr.. Hunhngdon's."
do you know" asked central. that
Huntingdon's is on small island three
miles south Of where you are and three
miles from the mainland? The walk
ing IL not very good"
I felt as IL had stepped OF into
space from . high platform. "Proba.
bly-that is, the chances are"-I houn.
dered-"the chances are that she de-
cided to row, and the wind may have
carried her out Of her way"
finally persuaded central to call up
Huntingdon's. think 1t was curiosi
ty that made her relent could be
sure that she would be listening to
whatever might be said BY Mrs. Greer
and myself.
"Hello!S
Hello. Mrs. Green, This il Mr..
Blainey." .5
Hello, Mr.. Blaineyr' There was q
ring Of ladylike indignation in her
voice. sCan You explain to me, Mr.
Blainey, how happened to ind my
self IN. Z rowboat out in the middle OF
the laks, wearing ny red silk drsss
and 2 a.1ntsee t.sd under one seE z