South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-09-21

your meeting with him OF being
anything but casual one. SO. be
fore YOU start I must have him To-
Gated. must get a message TO him
where to be at a certain time. and
must plan out every step OF your
way for you. There must be no
possible slip-up in this transaction
believe that paper in your wrist
watch"
She stopped as Katherine's light
knock sounded on the door.
III talk to you later. and explain
to Katherine afterward she said,
leaving me racked with curiosity.
which. however. I would have died
rather than express
There's No Use"
"Madge is on for a hard assign
ment tonight. Katherine" was her
greeting. as katherine opened the
door and came into the room. j
want you 10 make her go 10 sleep if
you can. She has had tea. but give
her hot milk or anything you think
needful. I'll have a good hot lunch
kept ready for her whenever we
have TO awaken her"
She seated herself before the tele-
phone. which I noted she had had
brought into the library, evidently
to better aid her plan never 10 leave
the room unguarded by some one.
Her manner distinctly showed that
for the time she was done with both
of us. that other matters needed her
urgent attention.
Katherine and I waited for no
further hint, but quietly left the
room. closing the door softly behind
us Az we went down the hall we
heard the slipping of the bolts. and
guessed that Lillian meant 10 use
the secret passage TO the next house
within the next few moments.
There's no use. Katherine, -
said. as she took me into the big
room which had once been Harry
Underwoods but which Lillian had
transformed into a guest chamber.
She had told me once that she had
boxed and stored in a small. vacant
room his wonderful collection of
theatrical manuscripts and books,
awaiting his orders. And there was
no trace OF the rooms former mas
ter in it when Katherine and l en-
tered it.
You think you can't go TO sleep?"
she asked. i'm the low. soft tones
which are enough in themselves to
quiet any ones tangled nerves. 1T
isn't necessary that you should
sleep. I'll just get you into a dress
ing gown, bring you up anything
you wish to eat. and then we'll have
a long, cosy chat"
Yet Madge Sleeps.
With her unerring professional
intuition Katherine struck just the
right note with me. My nerves.
strung 10 the highest pitch of ex-
element, facing / knew not what of
stress and peril, rebelled without my
meaning il at Lillian's order TO
sleep. But Katherine's CHEEKY, mat
ter-of-fact acquiescence in my mood
soothed me, made me malleable as
wax in her hands.
She deftly helped me undress
without making me feel like an in
Lillian's dressing gowns, and tucked
me up on a roOmy,. comfortable
couch.
III he back in a minute" she
promised. and she was almost as
good as her word, bringing with her
a steaming concoction of which the
basis appeared TO be hot milk but
that had a wonderful, elusive. spicy
flavor.
What is it, Katherine" I asked.
draining the glass she gave me. after
a preliminary testing sip, ITS de-
licious"
"One of my professional secrets
she smiled. drawing up "a rocker
near the couch. and taking out her
knitting. Now for our talk. What's
on your mind?"
But my desire TO talk had unac- |
countably lessened. A most delic- !
ious feeling OF gratihed Incidence
was enwrapping me. ! was not yet |
drowsy. but my brain was far from |
being the restless. active organ il |
had seemed 10 me but a few min !
utes before
"Oh. tell me about everything" 7 |
returned lazily.
With a faint. inscrutable smile |
playing around her mouth. Rather |
me began a low-toned account OF /
the doings and sayings of little |
Marion Morton, and some OF the |
peculiarities of her grand !
mother. She gave me no oppor-
-Unity TO reply. simply continued in |
L sort Of monotonous monologue.
until, after delicious slipping away /
INTO drowsiness, where her voice !