Abbeville progress. (Abbeville, Vermilion Parish, La.) 1913-1944, 1920-10-30

I "To TINT VAS the only one. Ny rraI
purpose in using II WIS 10 flSh in your
[ suhconsciuuSneSS.
And you caught
Merely confirmation Of certain
optical impressions.
MAY ask why you spoke OF
bOndsT
Mrs. Kirkland interpOsed. u fear
that YOU would hardly be Interested
in the matter.
"Why, mamma" said Ellen. how
couId ne be other than iatereStcdy'
"'Perhaps, perhaps" qualified her ia
tber, He looked at the guest with
shrewd glance. ut is rather private
matter, Mr.. Clinton
Then Of course Pardon my curl.
osity"
I'VE can trust you not TO repeat
what ! tell you. Shortly before Will
Mr.. Lowrie-accepted my advice to
90 10 the sanitarium he was sent TO
Pueblo to negotiate for an issue of
bonds. The parties whom he repre-
scented were allotted one hundred
thousand dollars of the issue. and the
bonds in that amount were delivered
over to him. Soon afterward Charlie
BENIN, who had run down to Pueblo
In his touring car, came upon viii sit
ting In the station grounds. He had
missed his train. Charlie took him In.
suitcase and all, and brought him to
Denver. Late that evening he came
home with his suitcase but without
the bonds. He had not turned them
in at the bank, and he could not re-
member what he had done with them.
Except for a vague recollection of
riding with Charlie and of wandering
through City park, he could remember
nothing since early that morning. The
bonds have not yet been found"
HAS he never recalled what he did
with themT"
mot TO our knowledge. Worry over
their loss induced such alarming psy-
Geological conditions that the great
specialist in charge Of the sanitarium
prescribed an absolute change. He
has been temporarily cut off from ev-
erything related to his life here The
last report received by me was bat
he had ben sent abroad in the c!tre
Of one Of the staff. Since then we
have heard nothing"
There is the saying. No news is
good news" remarked Clinton.
IF only we could believe that :"
sighed Mrs. Kirkland ''Do you won
der that / was delighted when / saw
you there at thesSNpos. looking so
strong and wellY
"Mistaking me for this unfortunate
Mr., Lowrie," sympathetically replied
Clinton.
The physician had drawn out his
watch. II must return to the santa
rum. If you can keep Mr.. Clinton
entertained i shall be back soon
seven-thtrty or eight"
He was up and away with his usual
briskness.
A few minutes later they left the
table and went in TO what Mrs. Kirk
land aptly termed the living room.
With Il matter of course bearing Ellen
at once seated herself at the piano
and began to search in her music cab
met. Mrs. Kirkland excused herself
to Clinton and went out a side door
way. Owing to the twisted corner of
a rug the door did not close fast. A
draf, swung it ajar as Clinton drew
back farther from the girl and seated
himself on the chair at the far side of
the doorway.
He leaned back at ease and quietly
took in the tasteful npretentiousness
of his surroundings. Ellen continued
her search through the thick piles of
music in the cabinet. She had made
three or four selections and was look
ing for others when the mufffed, bro
ken murmur of a wOman's voice came
to Clinton through the narrow opening
Of the door. He was not IN a position
to see through the crack, but there
could be no doubt that Mrs. Kirkland
was ut telephone some distance
away, probably at the end of a narrow
passage.
Only disJointed fragments of her
talk were audible:
Amy alone? How
shall tell you! this afternoon
. dined No, MOI
looks splendid, but not VIII.
Not the slightest remembrance .
must not despair Yes. I'm GER
tain, if anyone can cure him
be prepared believes himself
Clinton"
As he realized that he was listening
20 talk that had reference to himself,
the young man thrust out his hand to
close the door. The sound attracted
the attention of Ellen. She looked
about at the guest, the corners of her
perfect mouth dropping.
She Dent over the keyboard and be-
gan TO play something soft and low
that ran into eerie minor notes. He
stood at the corner of the piano gaz-
ing down at her with q look of frank
enjoyment. She was undoubtedly
beautiful and she played we'll.
When she looked up her eyes were
suffused with tears, but there was ca
ger expectancy in her glance. In his
eyes was only the politely reserved adj
miration of stranger. Her lips be-
gan 10 CULVER. A tear overflowed and
ran down her white cheek. She