The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1919-04-01


tice him occasionally, when I'm not
round. he has the brass to fall In love
with herl Or rathsr"-satirically-
he hasn't the brass, with only a mis-
cradle law business to depend upon"
Mr.. Bennington stretched himself
luxuriously In his sllk-linsd dressing.
gown and continued his reflection.
II suppose ths truth is, Phylys 10
sorry for Pomeroy. :. Well, who
wouldn't BET What a lifei
Every day hard ct work In the city
grinding away half the night over his
law-booksl Geel / wonder what the
poor devil would do II some one left
him fortune-Or a fake fortune |
Jimminy cricketsl How's that for an
>prfl fooir'
'ulling q piece Of paper toward him.
, L. Elected q pen with care and be-
ga-s - write:
New York, April !.
My Dear Sir:
have just deposited to your credit
at the Fifth Avenue bank Of this city
the sum Of $500. the amount, with
interest at 8 per cent, Of q loan made
to me by your father ten years ago.
regret very much that was unable
to repay it during his lifetime, but am
only just In condition to discharge an
obligation which has laid very heavily
on my mind. ,
Believe me, with sincere regards,
Very truly yours.
Douglas Wallace.
Pursuing. his lips thoughtfully. Ae
now proceeded to forge q check, and
then, examining the letter with its en-
closure into a business envelope,
turned the latter over in order to write
on its back in tiny letters two mean
ingful words appropriate to the season.
Perhaps he'll see them when he
doesn't find the money at the bank"
Bennington surmised, with q grim
chuckle, "and then won't he be rip
pingl"
He was still hard at work Eve min
utes later when knock at the door
made him start guiltily. But 1t was
only one Of the numerous Buttons"
In the house. bearing q steaming,
smoking, breakfast-tray. Bennington
hailed both jubilantly. Got Job for
you, SAM" he announced. Now listen,
my boy"
Wheeling around, he dropped his
voice In a few whispered directions.
There was the clink Of coin followed
by the CLEAN Of African teeth, and
fervent ''Tank ye, sab. Trus' me,
sab !"
Gazing anxiously at the dining-room
door. Bennington saw 1t open sud-
denly.
Dear mel" cried a familiar high
pitched voice. Here's the trap al
readyl Phylys. dear. Just get my
bag; hurry.
-Ah. there's Pomeroyi"
He glanced down at a tall young
man putting on his hat in the hall,
and then drew back. with an irresisti.
BILE chuckle, rs the form Of Sam ap-
peared soiemnly In the doorway hold
ing out an envelope. with these por-
tentous words. "Special-deliberate let
tab, sahi"
Pomeroy took II. So far, so good
There was the crisp rending Of
paper, followed by silence.
At last some one looked in through
the front door, giriish figure In a
white duck suit. 81 hope youshaven't
any bad news. Mr.. Pomeroy7" asked
a voice that made Bennington start
consciously.
Pomeroy started too. mo, indeed.
Miss Phylys." he stammered; but +
don't think III 60 to town today.
You Sec
Bennington was completing q
lengthy toilet an hour later, when
something's mysterious, prophetic
sOmething-made him glance out of
his front window, through which the
April sun was now shining effulgently.
Its beams lay in golden shafts over
the shaver lawn. and across 1t. from
the direction of the hotel, could be
seen strolling leisurely q man and
grill There was no mistaking them.
POmeroy had stolen q march on Ben
nington, Or-what was worse-a walk
with Phylys.
The rest of the morning seemed In
terminable to Bennington. It had
cleared off beautifully, after all. with
a turquoise sky above, and under foo.
a hard earthiness that positively cried
for motoring. But Bennington's ma
chine stood neglected In the garage,
while its owner tramped moodily up
and down the hotel piazza smoking
frequent cigars and wondering when
that couple would return. They had
not come back by luncheon, which
meal Bud devoured hastily, stationing
himself Immediately afterward In his
first front window, where with an Inn
patience which turned gradually into
positive alarm, he sat scanning the
drive as the minutes rolled by.
What had happenedf What could
have become of themf
At o'clock a distant whistle pro
claimed the New York train, and some
minutes later the hotel bus drew up
in front of the door. depositing Miss
Skipworth, not to mention her UNI
brella. waterproof. valise. and sun
dry parcels.
"Such a nice day as I've hadl" she
announced cheerfully to LITTLE. group
assembled on the hotel piazza. Whom
should 1 meet as / got out at the
Grand Coufra1 Stafinn hut NV old
friends, the Allertons, just In town
for the dayl We lunched together
at the Waldorf and had a delightful
talk. But, what do you thinki Mr..
Selfridge and his partner were both
out of town and the office closed
Isn't 1t the most extraordinary thing
about that telegram
"She's had a lovely time. however,
AA>2ts 70 o." khQNRht BennlAgt0ns