Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1919-06-14
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ttT SEE you've still got your knit, into
lO'Brien - laughed my cousin. 'But
/ think my notion is the likeliest-"
He broke off suddenly and we in
stinctively moved a pace further apart.
A figure had appeared round turn of
the road just ahead of us, a trim,
dainty figure, delightful to see in such
a place, but little disconcerting to
see SO suddenly and so close to us. 1t
was Jean Kendall, looking her best, but
not, it seemed to me, quite in the right
place.
Had she noticed anything? There
was not sign of it in her greeting.
She gave us both one of her quick
smiles, and as Jack pulled up to speak
to her, she stopped too, and in talking
to him, ! noticed afresh how full of
expression those neatly chiseled,
rather petite, features became when
she talked, and what a charming little
air Of knowing her way about the world
she had. Young though she was, l
could see in her very clearly either a
valuable friend or a dangerous enemy
and what an easy girl to fall in love
with, had circumstances been very Diff
ferent
Jack explained in a very natural off
handed manner how he came to be IN
Mr.. Hobhouse's company, and Mr..
Hobhouse corroborated his statement in
his own effusive way. And then as
we parted, she threw her smile tuIl
on that gentleman, and asked.
"Why haven't you been to see US
tea one day!
Mr.. Hobhouse gabbled polite but
slightly evasive reply, and we walked
on,
'Do YOU mean to say" demanded my
cousin. that you have only been to
see this delectable lady once!
''That's all" / admitted.
whats the reason? 1t isn't very
like your methods, Roger
.'It isn't" l admitted again. But
then you see what with pestilentlal
weather and all these antiquarian visits
to pay, my available time has been
pretty well occupied.
.sBut that house is one to keep a
particular eye on"
''That house has got pair Of partic-
ularly bright eyes in it. On my one
visit there ] felt little too like walk
ing on the edge of a precipice to wish
to repeat the experience often. If that
girl suspects me, Jack, and if she ism
the right sort, we are dished.'
"Oh, dash it. ! can't believe she's
mixed up in this business" he de-
clared. "Of course one mustn't trust
anybody; still, that doesn't prevent
your going to tea with her. In. fact,
what you really ought to be doing is
making love to her-so long as you
keep your head"
81 am handicapped, I pointed out
"by drunken habits, a beard, and
Mother Beagle's Beautiful Black Dye.
No, Jack, do not see orange blossoms
this trip"
Apart from these romantic dreams"
persisted my cousin, ''she is far more
likely to be inquisitive about you if
you never go near the house. In fact,
4 could see it in her eye today
"well," said, I'm call tomorrow
and dispel her interest in me.
Since my talk with the doctor. his
theory about Jean Kendall had crossed
my mind occasionally, and improbable
as it was, I thought I might as we'll
test 1t.
"By the way" asked. did you
by any chance ever speak to Miss Rem
dali about my last visit to the islandp''
His look of surprise was a sufficient
answer in itself.
"Speak to her of your adventure
Not word at any time! Why"
THE doctor has an idea that sh'
knows more than she says, and that you
may have told her something"
Rubbish
81 knew it was" | assured him.
And so that possibility was finall,
: eliminated.
We thought it wiser that our way
should part some little distance from
the pier.
Good luck, old chap" said he
shaking my hand. Keep playing tn
game you're at and don't worry abou
trying to keep a lookout at nights
That's being done already, and thougl
i don't believe the fellows are mucl
use-not with such crafty devil
against them-you can't do anything +
help 'em. Getting out at night is to
risky, and you're too far away a
the house. Your game is to work /
from the other end. Sooner or late
they are absolutely bound to give yo
a clue"
His spirit and my little discovery {
the morning sent me back in dis
tinctly more hopeful mood.
"Reminiscences