Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1920-09-07

cave
Just the thing. Wen fx It up at
once. Maybe. though, they'll only ask
II he Is here. Go and see II he No.
keep away. 20 u they come you can
tell them you haven't seen anything of
him."
After breakfast Amy found courage
to creep upstairs to listen at Clinton's
door. Hearing nothing. she slipped
under the door q note asking him TO
remain In his room and raise his rear
shade II unable to reach Tfliie In the
kitchen by means Of the speaking tube
She returned downstairs to help
Title do up" the mornings work. but
soon eajoled her out into the garden
Hardly were they out OF the house
when the telephone rang. The call
not being answered, the ring was re-
peated. not once. but fully half dozen
times, at frequent interyals Blissfui-
ly ignorant OF the impatient calls,
Amy. with hands safeguarded from
thorns by leather gauntlet gloves, was
training the rose-laden vines ever the
lattice OF her summer house Title
supported the stepladder and handed
up ties Of soft twlne.
After time the telephone renewed
tts impatient summons The garden
ers worked on, oblivious. Presently
the telephone was REINFORCED by the
sharper ring Of the doorbeM. The re-
suit was the same. Three times the
bells rang, more or less In unison.
Still no response: stu Amy remained
intent on her thorny biossomy task.
with only an occasional glance upward
| at the rear window OF her brothers
bedroom.
The doorbell ceased ringing. A few
moment later two persons. keen-eyed,
suspicious young maH and an agitated
young lady, came hurrying out OF the
pergola into the garden
"There she Isl" exclaimed the young
lady. She waved her hand and called:
"O-ho! Amyl"
Amy twisted about so suddenly that
she almost fell of the ladder.
Goodness she whispered Its
Ellen and Charliei"
"PoOhl Don't fret Wen fool them
easy" treasured Title.
The girl promptly recovered her bal
ance and her aplomb. and called ban
teringly: "Oh, Is 1t really your You
must be going for foothill motor
drive to be out at this unearthly hour.
1t almost tumbled me over TO see you"
Then you haven't heard, dearl" ex-
claimed Ellen.
| @Your brother has escaped from the
sanitarium," BENIN bluntly stated the
news.
Amy threw up her hands in realis-
| tic stage CONSERVATION. "Escapedf
| VIII escaped? Oh! OH Has he gone
daft againi Howl Where did he got
When was It? Oh, dearl Wandering
about. in his condition.
Hasn't he come homer
"Home r. scofred Title. Don't you
know anything about crazy folks?
Don't you know they always try TO get
away from their relationsf Didn't he
want to run away from home the very
first night he camel"
Indeed, yea" agreed Ellen. You re-
member he even knocked you down, he
was so violent"
Bemm's face darkened. Hes bit
too violent The next time wen put
him where he can't get out"
"'WeT" Queried Amy.
"His-er-frlends," BENIN fastened
to explain. Hell be apt to do himself
harm. y know, II he's allowed to run
loose"
Before he Is cured" added Ellen.
Amy raised her flushed face. That
most eminent of scientists-Charles
Darwin-observed that the expression
| al after-effects OF spasms Of fear, an
ger and mirth are remarkably similar.
There were tears In Amy's redeemed
eyes as she looked up past Bemm's
fashionable straw. Suddenly her half
compressed eyelids widened-she flung
/ up her hand and made a quick down
ward gesture.
/ BENIN spun about and stared up at
the rear window of Clinton's bedroom.
| The shade was down, but the morning
light rippled on its watered surface as
If 1t were shaking. BENIN confronted
Amy.
sYour brother is in his ROOM" he
charged.
@Reallyr' she rejoined with heavy
sarcasm. you don't say!'
"He raised his shade. You waved
him to pull 1t down." shrewdly thrust
| BENIN.
"How cleverw parted the girl. zone
might take you for a Sherlock
Holiness
The random shot hit BENIN so unex-
pectedly that he was disconnected.
Miss Lowrier" he snapped In angry
protest.
why, what Oh beg your pardon.
Charlie !" she replied. her look express
sive only Of innocent contrition. "Raf-
aes was a gentleman burglar, wasn't
he7 And / meant gentleman detec-
/, tive"
"Detective?" exclaimed Ellen.
Under her shocked gaze BENIN
flushed a brick red. Title had unob-
| trusively started up the garden to-
ward the kitchen door. Amy renewed
her attack.
"Oh, not common. low. ordinary de-
tective, Ellen" she protested mo one
could dream Of Charlie being that
could they? But Sherlock Holmes
or a Gibberer-that famous French
| detective you know-thats altogether
different, isn't 1t? So romanticP'
| Unable longer to endure the grilling,
BENIN turned to retreat. Titles head
appeared above the poisoning
shrubs: 1t moved toward the kitchen
porch with marked rapiditT. he looked
Can't. Sutton, then a lieutenant. fol-
1 H. irtr E0bInny in rhnr rp