New Mexico state record. (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1914-19??, 1918-06-21

ing of the sort would happen; but, Il
make assurance doubly sure, he called
the concierge to the door, and did no
remove his eyes from the car for more
than II minute ut u time.
During II of the moments wher
thristopher's attention was diverted
from his bestowed possession, Mr.
Van Cortlandt left his seat and begar
examining the ear with frank interest
His back was turned to the door OF
the hotel, where Christopher stood
guard, but when the owner of the cal
came hurriedly out, accompanied by
Il porter with the suitcase and Il walt
or with a neat parcel, the passenger
was peering into the petrol tank
you're sure there isn't rather II queer
SInell?" he inquired. Il thought as W.
came there was bad carburation, or
something"
Christopher, quick In defence of his
darling, denied the bad carburation.
They had nm %uneventful drive to the
Hook. The two spent the seven hours
Of the voyage across the Channel to.
gether, for Il second out of sight
Of Scarlet Runner.
Ii was the gray. misty dawn of a
mid-August day when the boat slowed
into hnrbor. AS Christopher and his
companion were somewhat out Of the
way of the passing crowd, and could
not leave the ship until everyone else
had gone, they would In all probability
have got off rs they had got on, with
out meeting a soul. had not Il young
woman, with n modest air of wishing
to escape observation fitted out of the
way of the passengers pressing up
from the cabins. She carried in her
hand Il leather-cased roll of music.
by Jove!" muttpred Van Cortlandt
under his breath and instantly it was
clear to Christopher that he was not
alone in recognizing the pretty, girl
iSh figure.
Race kept silence; but the other
started forward and. without joining
the girl, approached neal enough to
call her in II low voice without being
heard by any of the more distant pas
S"ngrrS. Watching intently, Chris
tophcr saw her start, peer a~nxiously
through the blue cloud of her veil
(Which she did no lifD, and then fit
quickly up to Van Cortlandt. Evident
ly it was rs great II surprise for her
to see him rs it was for him to find her
ON board. But they talked together in
whispers, speaking with intense ear
n%"Sln"ss, the girls back turned to the
groups of passengers who stood or
moved about on deck.
Among these, however, was an elder
~, specialized man, with old-fnshioned
Sidc-whiskers. Separating himself from
the line of passengers forming to leave
the ship, he strOlled towards the re-
tired spot where Van COrtlandt and
the girl in the blue veil were talking
together. Then suddenly his eyes be-
hind his spectacles lighted upon Van
face and fingered for an
instant, his expression changing.
1t was at this moment that Chris |
topher became aware of the mans ex- |
He saw him glance ut Van
and turn away with some
slight suggestion of haste; but evil |
IDENTIFY Van COrtlandt had recognized
in him another acquaintance. The
of his employer was turned from
Christopher, but the quick start for
he made told Its W tale.
Jacobs, is 1t possible?" Christopher
heard Van COrtlandt ask.
The other man hesitated as if I'M
to answer, and Van Cortlandt
spoke again sharply. "Surely you rec
me? Surely you know who l
"%I-suppose So" the stranger admit
ed mt last.
Then in Heavens name, tell me-in
he name of all the demons-why you,
are on board this boat, when you
ought"
But Race caught no more. The
'andy-whiSkcred man moved closer to
Cortlandt, and the two fell into
conversation, to which the girl
without joining in.
As the last group crowded the gang
way Van Cortlandt came to Race,
the girl and the elderly man
tanding together.
II suppose you wont mind carrying
hrec Of us instead of onc?" he said.
Christopher answered that Scarlet
turner would not feel the difference.
indeed, he looked forward to an
asy run, the m thing that he dis
ikcd being the long chain of interim
able suburbs, with skiddy tram-lines,
he heart of London.
what kind of u person was 1t who
Dllowed you, Jacobs?" Van Cortlandt
'aned forward to ask. after a long con-
crsation with the girl. They were all
omfortably seated in Races car.
Jacobs swallowed heavily. and Chris
)pher saw his hand tighten on the
ack of the seat as he turned to an '
Don't you think, sir, that-I- ,
lat-that 1t might be wiser not to" |
Van Cortlandt laughed. "Oh, I see, I
III think I'm incautious in talking &
before outsiders? That's like I
our prudence, which my uncle de- {
,ribed to me when he showed me your I
the other day, and told me I
hat sort of mar l must expect to s
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