Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1919-04-10

eyes," she faltered. II wasn't
sure; I couldn't be, but saw that
mani don't know who he is with
another. and-and thought there
might be some danger"
Before his desire to get at the full
truth there swept over him the reali.
xation that she had followed him with
the thought that she might help him.
His admiration for. her showed plain
ly in his glance 81
miss Holcomb, 1t was brave of
you. can't tell you how much L"
but the big fellow was actually silent
in his confusion. He blushed like
boy and, rather than meet her lifted
eyes, he turned to glance at the trees
flashing past.
"Can't you tell me why you fancied
there might be risk. although there
wasn't" he lied, land also anything
else? I've got to get the truth out of
this tangle. I've got to find Dick Mac
Lean"
There was no hesitancy in his tone,
now that the subject had swung from
his feelings to the puzzle he faced.
Marjory's eyes met his, and her
face was serious in resolve.
II have thought about it great
deal ever since we walked under the
trees and was 30 foolish as to faint.
I thought for while that l couldn't
explain to stranger, but-but, some
how, have come to think can-to
you"
Her voice sank to whisper, and
he bent forward to catch her words
above the noise of the motor. Bend
ing close to her, his breath upon her
cheek, it was almost impossible for the
man to hold the words, lowering upon
his lips, in check.
Her supple body, swaying with the
rush of the car. touched his own; the
fragrance of her being was like wine
to his blood, and only the thought of
his friend and the everpressing puzzle
held him from hurting out the truth
that filled his heart.
II hope / understand" he an
.swered her. "Tell me-"
Her eyes met his again. There
seemed to hlinger in their depths an
answer to his unspoken words-as II
she, too, comprehended what he would
have said under other circumstance. 9
And then softly she began to speak.
1.-THE one whom you met at the
crossroads was my sister. Mr.. Kings
bury. IL have tried to see her, to
find what she knew, but l could not.
She would not allow me even to speak
with her. What she may know,
have no idea; perhaps you can find
out. But-but there is her husband!
Tit was her husband, am sure,
who fired that shot. You-oh. !
have hated to tell you, because there
may be some danger if you go to
her!"
Her hesitancy,> the halting utter
ance of her words, told him, without
the sight of her troubled face, how
hard it was for her to explain. His
voice was low and tender.
"If you can tell me all?" he sug-
gested. "You can feel. I am sure,
that anything will be sacred with
me-"
"Yes," she nodded. And then.
after long moment of waiting:
my sister visited Edith a little
over year ago. While there she
met, how we do not know, man who
has done work for Uncle Jerry. He
may have thought my father was
wealthy. do not think he could
have cared for her-l say that be-
cause of what he has done-but he
married her. They ran away. and
father was terribly angry. At first.
he tried to get Helen to come home.
Uncle Jerry tried; but slle--she was
angry because father didn't approve
and insisted upon her leaving her hus.
band. He would have. Mr.. Kingsbury,
but the man was-well, he wasn't the
sort Helen should have married."
Il see." he nodded.
"At last father grew angry. He
wouldn't try to see Helen or get her
to leave this man. and he forbade
Uncle Jerry to do anything more
But ! think, from what Edith wrote
me. that Helen realized her nj. AXE
she has discovered. am sure. that
the man she found 80 Fascinating WAS