Carroll County democrat. (Huntingdon, Tenn.) 188?-1971, 1918-09-20

tened IL silence. Then ne slammed
up his telephone. She watched the
clock and waited. 4:55-she drew q
long breath, and passed the call. In
a few moments they were talking.
Captain Henry gave the same details
that he had given to Ridgeton, gave
them like flash. Then having evil
IDENTIFY learned wisdom he passed calls
to Lakeville, New Burn and New York
at the same time.
jeanette had not thought he would
do that. The train did not get into
New York until nearly six o'clock
Dared she delay that call so long a
time?
She took the calls slowly, making
him repeat several times, until his
voice was like a cannon roar with
anger. Then she set her teeth, folded
her arms and waited. Once she made
a feint of receiving reports on the
calls and after giving the bogus in-
formation courteously to Captain
Henry recorded 1t on the back Of the
tickets.
500 N. @. (no clrcuit).
$40 BY. Cbusy).
The girl beside her was watching
her curiously. How queer jeanette
WhippIe was looking.
The fight was on. 270 called every
other breath.
Jeanette tried to keep him good
natured.
The intense strain was telling on
her. She tried to hold herself still
l and calm that she might think clearly.
She began to realize the terrible thing
that had happened. The agony Of it
ssnk in slowly. Perhaps she would
wake up suddenly and find that she
had been dreaming.
But 270 was grim reality. He was
calling again.
Then for over an hour she stub
bornly fought every inch of the way.
Captain Henry was big man and a
smart one, but he could not manage
something he did not understand. He
had been obliged to wait for busy
wires before this. 1t was nothing new
nor surprising. He never even
dreamed that this peculiar comblna-
ton Of busy wires, with other tech
meal terms that sounded perfectly
proper, even familiar, was due to a
slip Of a girl, one-quarter his age, in
the central telephone Office Just four
blocks up the street.
The numbers danced before her
tired eyes. Her face was hot with the
excitement. But when six o'clock
came she had just put up the con-
nectlon between 270 and New York.
She had won. She had done all she
could to save the man she loved.
She stumbled out Of her chair. She
was so rigid she could scarcely move.
She put on her hat and cloak with
stiff fingers. The girls seemed to shun
her, or was 1t her fancy? They must
know it, too. Everybody must know 1t.
Why, the world was full Of 1t. Rich
ard was murderer, flying for his life,
and yet, so strange and untrue it
seemed that even as she said 1t, she
waited at the street door a minute for
his familiar figure. Then she started
home alone.
Oh, to know he was safei
She caught her breath sharply and
hurried on.
1t had evidently been raining. The
dark was coming early. The mist chung
to her skirts and dampened her hair.
The electric light fiickered on lit
tie pools Of wind-swept water in the
road.
Susan met her at the door, her kind,
slsterly face placid and smiling. Then
she started.
"Why, Jeanette dear, what has hap
pened?"
But jeanette could not speak. Some
thing was beating In her throat like
mad thing. She brushed past her and
went In. Susan did not shut the door.
Jeanette heard her saying: "Have you
two been quarreling2"
Who was Susan talking to? A mans
voice answered.
ut does look like It," he said. "She
hoe ham oxyaV n h1oj4y ahooa ~ mn oil
the way going like race horse"
"Richardw
She turned back to the door and
tried to call his name, but 1t was only
q gasp. Then he caught her.
Sweetheart, has someone been
frightening you? Why, Jeanette
Why, Jeanette!"
With a great effort she struggled
out of the darkness that threatened to
engulf her.
"The murder, Richard you"
He lifted her up into his arms and,
carrying her in, sat down in the big,
old-fashioned rocker with her.
"There, there, child. It's all right.
jeanette. Nash Farnsworth shot Lath-
rop, but he is not going to die, though
they thought he was at first. Did you
get 1t wrong? 1t was mixed at first,
in the excitement. Did they tell you it
was Richard Nash who did 1t? His
first name being my last one, and de-
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