The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1920-06-24

tunity to announce her Identity.
"Thank you so much for the beauti
full roses, Mr.. Cardigan" she began.
I'm glad you liked them. Nobody
picks flowers ont of our garden, you
know used to, but I'll be too busy
hereafter to bother with the garden.
By the way, Miss Sumner does your
uncle own carp
81 believe he does-a little old rat
tietrap which he drives himself"
"1hen I'll send George over with
the Eapier this afternoon. You might
care to take spin out into the sur
rounding country. by the way, Miss
Sumner, you are To consider George
and that car rs your personal prop
crty. fear you're going to find
! Sequoia dun place; so whenever you
wish 10 20 for ride, just call me up,
and I'll have George report to you"
"But think Of all the expensive gaso-
| line and tires :"
"Oh. hut you mustn't look at things
from that angle after you cross the
| Rocky mountains on your way west.
What are you going to do this after
noonf'
"I don't know. ! haven't thought
that far ahead"
"For some real sport I would sug-
gest that you motor up to Laguna
Grande. That's Spanish for Big La
goon. you know. Take rod with
you. There are some land-locked sal
mon In the lagoon.
"But haven't any rod"
"I'll send you over good one"
"But | have nobody to teach me
how TO use IT," she hlnted darlngly.
u appreciate that compliment" he
flashed back at her. ''but unfortunate
~ my holidays are over for long.
long time. took my fathers place In
the business this morning"
$50 soonT'
"Yes. Things have been happening
while ! was away. However speak.
ing of hshIng, George Sea Otter VIII
prove an Invaluable instructor. He Is
good boy and you may trust him
implicitly. On Thursday evening
you can tel, what success you hat
with the salmon"
"Oh, that reminds me, Mr.. Cardigan
You can't come Thursday evening
after ALL" And she explained the rea
son. Suppose you come "Wednesday
night instead"
"well call that bet. Thank you.
She chuckled at his frank good hu
NOR. "Thank you. Mr.. Cardigan. fol
all your kindness and thoughtfulness
and IL you will persist In being nice
to me. you might send George Sc;
otter and the car at one-.hirty. II
he glad to avail myself OF both unit
I can get car of my own sent NJ
: from San Francisco. Till Wednesda.
night then. Good bye"
AS Bryce Cardigan hung up. HI
: heaved slight sigh. II was difflcul
: 10 get out of the habit of playing; HI
, found himself the possessOr of a iei-
great desire 10 close down the desk
, call on Shirley Sumner. and spend TN
> remainder OF the day basklng in tn
:. sunlight OF her presence.
' Following his discovery of the out
r rage committed on his fathers sanctu
= airy. Bryce wasted considerable val
( uable time and effort In futile en-
4 deavor to gather some further hin
e of the identity of the vandals: bu
Y despairng at last. he dismissed I'll
n matter from his mind, resolving onl
4 that on Thursday he would go u
into Pennlngton's woods and Interview
Y the redoubtable Jules Rondeat
). Bryce's natural inclination was I
wait upon NJ. Rondeau immediatel,
d his dinner engagement at the Penninl
3 ton home warned him TO procee
n cautiously: for while harboring n
g apprehensions as to the outcome Of
possible clash with Rondeau. BryC
I was not so optimistic as to believe h
q would escape unscathed from an el
l. counter.
l. Colonel Pennington's pompous In
e ported British butler showed Bry,
into the Pennington living room /
d six-thirty, announcing him with dr
" ftTtiitnN. ibTf li'hi bi"i
II where she hnd been idly lingering II
keys and greeted him with every n
n pearance OF pleasure-following whic
d she turned 10 present her visitor
Colonel Pennington, who was standlr
T. In his .favorite position with his ba'
IS to the fireplace.
r. "Uncle Seth. this is Mr.. Cartilga
: who was so very nice TO Ine the di
{: landed In Red Bluff"
le The Colonel bowed. 81 have
ii thank you. sir, for your courtesy
st my niece" He had assumed an air
ar reserve. Of distinct aloofness, despl
re his studied politeness.
he 'Your niece, Colonel. Is one OF tho
D. fortunate beings the world will alwa.
III clamor to serve"
er "Quite true. Mr.. Cardigan. Wh'
g she was quite little girl came u
~ | dor bar small fnvSalf"