Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1920-12-02

lards. we have packed your clothes
and sent them to Cooks for your or
defs. and we have pail your hotel
bill. Let us know when you can ioip
us.
Mrs. Eversham.
That was all. No word of real SYM
patlly-rn0 declaration of help. Pas
s'Vs acceptance Of her prediCament
perhaps indeed retributive feel
ing OF Its fitness for her folly. They
were annoyed. Packing her
clothes must have been a bother
so was paying her hotel BILL
She erumpled the telegram with
an angry little hand. Evidently they
lad done none of the telephonine
she had begged OF them Surely
there would have been time for that.
u only they had hurried little! She
remembered with a sort of hopeless
rage their maddening deliberateness.
-. Well, they We're gone off to the
Nile--the telegram, she saw, had
been sent as they were on their way
to the boat--and she had nothing
more to hope from them But sure
iy the other people. the consul, the
ambassador, the mysterious medical
authorities, would understand when
they had rend her letters
She sent another note to the Can
tain. asking to be called when the
doctor came. and then she sat down
ut the little white table and began.
again to write.
- But not to Falconer. Never would
she beg of him, never. she resolved,
with Tightening of her soft lips
She would never let him know how
| miserable she was over this stupid
| scraPei when she returned to the
hotel she would carry affairs with a
high hand and hold forth upon the
interesting quaintness of her expert
| ence and the old-world charm Of her
hostess. She laughed, in angry
mockery. Never to him, after their
quarrel, would she confess herself.
The letter was to O young man
whose gray eyes she remembered as
very kind and whose chin as very
vigorous. He would do things she
thought. And he would understand
he was an American And dimly
she felt that she didn't want him to
think she had utterly forgotten her
promise of the evening before last,
and she didn't want him to be filled
with whatever dismal impression the
Eyershams were giving out So she
! dwelt very lightly upon her annoy
ance at being detained, and asked him
| please to see the consul or the Eng
! fish, Ambassador or somebody in
power and hurry matters up little,
as her rightful caretakers had taken
themselves off to the Nile. And she
said nothing stupid about the
| strangeness of her writing to him
after only speaking to him twice and
never being really presented. She
merely added, "Please hurry things
l hate being a prisoner" and sealed
and addressed it with a flourish to
William B. HILL and sent it off by
the maid. and felt oddly Comforted by
the memory of Billy's vigorous chin
The heat of the rOSe-and- white
room was sitting now as the slant
sun of afternoon burned thru the
closed blinds and drawn hangings
Languidly she curled up upon tho
sofa and pillowed her heavy head on
the scented silk, and 50, browsing
with fitful dreams, she lost the sense
of the tagging hours.
She reused to find the maid at
hand with more water jars, and,
when she had bathed, the girl reap
peared and beckoned her to follow.
Perhaps the doctor was below,
thought Arlee: perhaps the consulate
had sent for her! With flying feet
she followed down the dark old
stairs and across the anteroom into
the dim salon. only to find a CANDLE
lighted table set for dinner in the
middle Of the room and Captain Ker-
issen bowling tremendously beside it.
In the darkness of her di5np-
pointment she scarcely grasped what
lie was saying about the dinner hour
being early and his sister being in
disposed. She interrupted with
breathless demand for news:
Go be continued.
Fort Madison-WilIiam Schneider.
assistant deputy warden at the state
renitentiary, viii be appinted deputy
wa rden, 1t is expected that Warden
Hallowell will announce the appoint
ments OF the two deputy wardens ard
other changes to lie made in the per-
t,nr,aI ~ off;n;nl f,rno re tl,a