Ottumwa semi-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1916-1918, 1918-01-01
CHAPTER xIII-(continued.)

"Wilkins, you're jewell SAID us
uwner. "Where are we now?'
ION West End avenue, miss. within
a block or two of your home"
Mary disappeared.
"Shut the trunk, Wilkins" her voice
said softly. Were safe!"
She. who had suffered so many
shocks since last night, seemed as
sured that at last all was well; aud
es a matter of fact Wilkins felt much
the same about the whole affair. He
gaxed placidly at the sign on the cor
nor and, closing the trunk, leaned for
ward to the driver.
'"The big limestone place over there
think it is,' said he. go to the SIDE
gate, old chap
Seconds only, and they rolled to a
ytandstill at the curb. Anthony's
priceless personal servant lifted out
his burden and set 1t on the sidewalk
With no effort at all.
''Wait bit and take me back he
mtled at the driver, as he started for
HE handsome black iron gate in the
eresm colored brick wall that shut
Jhe Dalton back yard from the passing
mrong. There was an electric push
beside it, and Wilkins, having laid
niger on it, waited serenely.
Onhand, it seemed to him, he had
nved the day for Anthony Fry.
mailer, weaker man must have passed
10 the job carrying out the trunk
inxie-handed. Yes, he had saved the
hy and, also. o1hand. the saving
haould be worth about twenty dollars
Dhen ha returned to Anthony and re-
portsd. Or possibly, considering the
nauy horrible features OF the case
i wilkins understood them, even
ny dollars.
That was not too much. In fact, the
nuee he thought Of it, the more VII
ktns felt that his return would be
narked BY the sight of a crisp yellow
toke from Anthonys prim, we'll
tocked wallet. Thirty-two Of this
Mould go into the black and white
I'm checked suit he had been consid-
ring obviously in Broadway Win
low for nearly q month; ten more
mould 90 into Wilkins savings bank
recount, which was quite tidy af-
kfr: and be thought that the other
tight might well be sent to his
nephew, who was working his way
through a veterinary college in In
hama
And here the houseman opened the
Door and looked at Wilkins; and Will
rims picking up his trunk, stepped
through and into the back yard, and
hen, the door of the basement
laundry being open, into the laundry
ITSELF.
Only the under-laundress was pres
mt. which caused him to stiffen as
he said coldly:
"For Felice!"
'The-the poor young lady's maid!'
,aid the laundress. with sudden
mivei.
"I'll take it to her room," wilkins
said. Where will that be, and where
will find the young woman herself?"
The under-laundress dried her eyes
n the corner Of her apron.
II dunno about Felice," she said I'M
certainly. 'Mebbe Mr.. Bates-oh,
here comes Mr.. Bates now"
Round, red, lightly perturbed, the
Dalton butler hustled and looked
wilkins up and down.
Trunk for the master?" he asked
risply.
For Felice, the young lady's maid,
V I understand" Wilkins said quietly
Where shall I find her? It's for her.
Dlf."
His calm and superior smile warned
bates not to question an affair that
sould not possibly concern him--yet
he warning possibly missed Bates
Umehow. He looked sharply at Viii.
dns and laughed,
You'll not find her here!" said he.
Il mean Felice, the maid Of
4 know the one you mean" Bates
aid briefly. "She's not here and she'll
rot be here again! She's been dis.
nissed!"
"What!" said Wilkins.
Bates looked him over sternly, as *
b suggest that if he happened to be
/ friend Of Felice he had passed be-
leath contempt
shes WENT" Bates said sourly.
9his here house is no place for young
hepchies that wanders the streets at
hight, believe me. She sneaked in-l
lunno what hour this early morning.
nd she was able to give no account
It all Of where she'd been. There
yasnt no further Questions asked;
die went bag and baggage!"
One Of those mental clouds which
I'D been troubling Anthony since last
nght came now to engulf the COM
ylacent wilkins. He looked at Bates
y II refusing to believe word Of it.
3e looked at the trunk and his ex-
Uossion was study.
We'll, as to where this young per.
on has gone" wilkins said. "You
-. this trunk being, as it were, her
PERSONAL property, I've been asked TO
zee that she gets it herself and"
Where she's gone is no concern OF
Mrs. We don't know and we don't
want to know" said Mr.. Bates. "The
iussy went without character and
hats all We can tell you about her.
And this here house is too full of
rouble for me to be bothering with
rou about her trunk" concluded Mr..
Bates. Anything belonging to her
,ets QUIT"
"Out!" wilkins muttered.
"Out!" said Mr.. Bates, and pointed
u the door.
lat us not forget what Anthony