Indiana daily times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1914-1922, 1920-02-03

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Weeping neUer makes
Bob tender, as / expect
it to do.

"I'll keep the yacht cruising off Vera
Cruz" Thus Daddy acquiesced with
his sons. arrangements. ''We1l wait
aboard her until you bring Chrys if it
takes all"
mo, sir! beg of you not to wait
more than three days" broke in Jordan
Spence. IF we are not with you BY
that time, Mr.. Lorlmer, you must con
clude that Bob and I have failed"
That's So" agreed Bob spence ard
l can manage to get across the border
safely, somehow Don't worry about us,
Dad"
My husbands voice was confident but
his words chilled me. I hadn't, up to
that minute, had any idea that he would
not arrive safely at the seaboard with
Chrys, in a reasonable length of time
[ pulled Bob close to the SIDE of the
car, Struggled my head on his shoulder
and began to cry!
Jane, my dear! Don't work your
self into a spasm of hysteria like this,
before all these people, he warned me-,
womans tears always irritate Bob
and he always shows his annoyance.
Doubtless lots of husbands hate tears
in the same way but they do not show
it, Weeping never makes Bob tender of
me as I expect it to do. l ''came to-"
gave my husband a frantic hug, and sat
up as stiffly as Daddy Lorimer was
doing.
Look after Hamilton Certeis. He IS
wounded, you know" I spoke in my
most controlled tone. Don't forget the
little stunt I outlined. And remember,
Bob, that only you and I and Don Man
-b,A 10.
"What has?" asked daddy. IL am for
saking his roof in most informal man
ner, but only for the reason that he is
not TO be found
Bob's angular jaw set hard in way
knew we'll He replied briefly
Never mind now where Certeis is.
Jane will tell you as you ride along
Then he shook hands with the men,
deposited a formal kiss upon my brow
the only kind he ever can achieve in
pubIic-slammed the door OF the auto
and gave an order to the driver.
Our fight from the hacienda must heye
been spectacular. The gang of detec-
tives, ex-cowboys and border adventur.
ers, which Morrison had disguised as
Mexican bandits, had made their unex.
pected and dramatic attack upon the ha-
cienda by the use Of armored cars. For
once in my life l found myself travelling
with an escort! our car was preceded
and followed by a guard
| Gene Archer sat by Daddy Lorimcr
In the comfortable rear seat. Morrison
and I faced him. Archer was weak and
white and very wretched, nevertheless,
he was inclined to see the comedy Of
/ the situation as well IS its tragedy.
! of we tore and I did not look back.
/ Had 7 done so, I would have disgraced
myself by weeping Ny nerves were
/ iumpy in consequence of the weeks .ad-
/ ventures and my tired brain refused to
/ accept Bob's logic. Our flight from the
/ hacienda seemed cowardly to me.
/ thought that we were deserving Bob AMI
/ Chrys and Spence. OF course ! couldn't
/ blame daddy and Morrison Neither Of
/ them knew about the dangers of the
secret chambers and dungeons-like
/ tombs-and even II they did know, they
were both so stubborn
Our car swerved violently. Daddy rep
rlmanded the chauffeur, who became EN-
barassed. He stopped the car and ex.
/ perimented with his controls
/ Gene Archer gave US the first hint OF
our real danger.
Another shake" he said That wasn't
/ careless skid. Mr.. Lorimer. We didn't
/ hit a bump. I think the quake is COM
/ ing on again"
"In that case, suppose we are just
| as we'll off here as anywhere else ?"
/ daddy queHed.
Better, perhaps" Archer answered.
"The earth may swallow US up, Mr.
/ Iorimer but there are no roofs and
no walls to topple down on US"
Bob IS under a roof! And Chrys.
/ Go back! Please" I begged
Daddy put a hand on mine. HIS COM
posture In the face Of danger made me
/ amed.-Copyright 1920
(To BE Continued)