Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1919-05-31

How Is she7 10 She Restinsf Does
She Seem
She says you win do the talking. I'm
a good sport, you know. and not espe-
clally finlcky, but I'd hate to-"
"HOw is she2 Is she restingf Does
she seem"
"Well, she's stretched out on my bed
with my best nightie on, and she seems
to be doing as well as could be expect
ed" said Miss Thackeray dryly.
"Has she had coffee and"
II am going after 1t now. It seems
that she is in the habit Of having it
In bed. / wish ] had her imagination.
It would be great to imagine that all
you have to do is to say, L think III
have coffee and rolls and one egg sent
up, and then go ON believing your wish
would come true. Still, don't mind.
She seems so nice and pathetic, and In
trouble, and +"
"Thank you. Miss Thackeray. If
you win see that she has her coffee
Tll-I'll walt for you here in the hall
and try to explain. l can't tell you
everything at present--not without her
ccnsent--but what / do tell will be
sufficient to make you think you are
listening to a chapter Of a dime novel,"
He had already taken Putnam Jones
into his confidence. He saw no other
way out of the new and somewhat
extraordinary situation.
His uneasiness increased to conster-
nation when he discovered thai
Sprouse had not yet put In an appear
ance. What had become of the mQni
He could not help feeling, however
that somehow the little agent would
suddenly pop out Of the chimney In
his room, or sneak in through a crack
under the door--and laugh at his
fears.
Shortly before the noon hour, Peter
Ames halted the old automobile from
Green Fancy in front of the Tavern
and out stepped 0'Dowd, followed by
no less parsonage than the pseudo
Mr.. Loeb. There were n number Of
travelling bags In the tonneau of tho
car.
Catching sight of Barnes. the Irish
man shouted genial greeting.
'"rhe top of the morning to ye. You
remember Mr.. Loeb, don't your Mr..
Curtis secretary. Mr.. Loeb is leaving
US for a few days on business. Good
morning, Mr. Boneface," he called out
to Putnam Jones who approached at
that juncture. I'VE are sadly in want
Of gasoline"
Barnes caught the look that tho
Irishman shot at him out of the cor
ner Of his eye.
Perhaps you'd better see that the
scoundrels don't give us short meas
ure, Mr. Loeb" said 0'Dowd. Loeb
hesitated for a second, and then. EVIL
IDENTIFY in obedience to a command
from the speakers eye, moved off to
where Peter was opening the intake.
0Dowd lowered his voice. Barnes,
let you Off last night, and let her
off as well. In return, l ask you to
hold your tongue until the man down
there gets a fair start. A days start
and"
"Are you in danger, too 0'Dowd2"
ITO be sure-but love it. | can
always squlrm out of tight places"
II would not deliberately put you in
jeopardy, ODowd."
"See here. / am going back to that
house up yonder. There is stlll work
for me there. What I'm after now Is
to get him on the train at HornvlIle.
I'll be here again at four o'clock, on
me word of honor. Trust me. Barnes"
do you mean to say that you are
coming back here to run the risk Of
being"
"We've had word that the govern
ment has men on the way. Why.
hang It all, Barnes. don't you know
who 1t was that engineered that whole
business last night7"
Barnes smiled. Il do. He is a Sc
cret agent from the embassy"
Secret grannyr almost shouted
0'Dowd. "TIe is the sllckest, eleverest
crook that ever drew the breath Of
life. And he's got away with the
jewels, for which you can whistle in
vain, I'm thinking"
For heavens sake, oDowd-" be-
gan Barnes, his blood like ice in his
veins.
But don't take my word for It.
Ask ker-upstairs there. God bless
her l-ask her II she knows Chester
Nalsmith. She'll tell re. my buckO.
He's been standing guard outside her
window for the past three nights.
Hes"