Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1921-08-25
.-,us pEGINs THE STORY

O.bodv approaches he nonso " or ar
nooo;oSS At dinner oiren ~ monoff
% "'Pcooy MCGUIRE. dauohter ,oJ
.,SSr K, q stranger. nho nos
sos"oed to make his '1dy unsuspeo.aa a,s!.o..
.anoaoh The, guards, hosds oo"Vo,so housa.
~ with Mrs: Bergen s. sme Io"I hnd,v
% %n..s,r. and frightens "er ,;.;ior % !.
t, p.isy at first th'nks me % of %Retb
~ ~. rs er- do. .,oeu tdhet ~, oH He
Cdme,omi miood. but later dismisses ho
~e'oNppgy'"n ns he talks to her. 1heV
thoapn' Sbod Wells. ono OF inc
evcus In iovo ,oith Beth.
AND HERE IT CONTINUES s
,,ry approached curiously' with
,.oric impudence the message .sa s.rWrss was
..w,ed In red crayon npomn npm,,;uo,s ;ne ,er neat
r''~ nre OF Jonathan Mc'u,fe ,So tree
mosss signs, and naiied w .@;do @ and
~ m', an old hasp-knite' ..u S,o. rcod: "S ~
svtsnsely interested my ,,,pU
I've eTn' Snow what I've got and l
lou that you've got. Act pronto.
know WV" Tor nv answer at IL FridnEy
III come vi tb;s tree. No tricks. Ii
there's no "n'"' HAWK.
III Iiluask 90; !" muttered Beth ''who on
sarth-M-,h M-,hsr-'' said Peter crypt
eally j., se.," cried Beth triumphant; =;
:. ~ niIL Luew II couldn't be Jack bray l.,
E,rrb;s chap seems to be ra'heT i.
earnest, doesn't he? fronto' i""'
means haste. .o,. T. must he"
rr,eS ea,sr pe' 'locsened the knife. took the
,,.csrd down and turned 1t over eNa"
luine Il critically. 49,. .,ou,.
~ wonder" And then' :. 'nousn., ~
,rur "No. I don't belieyee it is: IL =
,%dy ,.%dddyyc,sed to Mcclure. I'm going to
t,ke II to him. :, po.,
mike Mcclure" corrected beth. ,:
And then, "But it really docs LOOK
Qu.esIr. QeIt does" assented Peter; "it ap..
pears to me rs If this message mus
nave come from the persoh he"u'i'
saw last night"
"But what has Aunt Tillie got to
A with-with Hawk? She never knew
snybody Of that name.
"probably not. 1t isn't real name,
@Tben why should it frighten Mr..
NIc;uire?" she asked logically.
Peter shook his head. All the props
had fallen from under his theories.
"Whether it's real to Mcclure or
NOT Is what I want to know. And I'm
roinp 20 find out" he finished.
When they reached n path which cut
through the trees toward the creek.
Beth stopped, and held out her hand.
"I'm not goin' up TO the house with
you snd I don't think III see Aunt
Tiie just now," she said. Good by,
M.-'
"Peter--" he put in.
"Good.by, Mr.. Peter.
"Just Peter" he insisted.
"Good by, Mr.. Just Peter. Thanks
for the playin'. Will you let me come
againl"
"Yes, And I'm going to get you
some music"
"Singin' music?" she gasped.
He nodded.
"And you'll let me know If I can
hcp-Aunt Tillie or you?"
She bobbed her head and was gone.
Peter stood for a while watching the
path down which she had disappeared,
wondering at her abrupt departure,
which for moment drove from his
mind all thought of McGuire's troubles.
j was difficult to associate Beth with
The idea Of prudery or affectation. Her
visit proved that. She had come to the
cabin because she had wanted to hear
him play, because she had wanted 10
sing for him. because too his promises
lad excited her curiosity about him, and
Inspired hope of his assistance. But
the visit had flattered Peter. He WASH t
Injured to this sort of frankness. II
was perhaps the greatest single gift of
tribute and confidence that had ever
tten paid him-at least by woman.
visit OF this sort from a person like
Anastasie Galitzin or indeed from al
most any woman in the world of forms
and precedents in which he had lived
Would have been equivalent to uncon =
ditoual surrender.
The girl had not stopped to question
The propriety Of her actions. That the
cabin was Peters bedroom, that she
had only seen him twice, that he might
not have understood the headlong i'm =
pulse that brought her. had never
occurred to Beth. The self conscious =
ness OF the first few moments had been
waited away on the melody Of the music
Ie mad played, and after that he knew
.ney were to be friends. There seemed
70 be no doubt in Peters mind that she
thing else. ~ " N'
ana Peter was sure that he had
hardly been able, even if he had wished
70 conceal his warm admiration for her
physical beauty. She had been very
near him. All he would have had to
no So was to reach out and take her
lnet ne hadn't done so seemed rather
curious now. And yet he experienced
sort OF mild satisfaction that he had
ies,sted 30 trying temptation. If she
eadn,t been so sure of him
iig9eaiism? Perhaps. The same sort OF
.Sealism that had made Peter believe
.ne people at Zukovo were fine enough
~ make 1t worth while risking his life
~. ~ them-that had made him think thul
sb %s people Of Russia could emerge
s,e s,pove Russia herself. He had no illu
s'ohs as to Zukovo now, but Beth wa,
,gSG.lld-and one is always gentle with
De puzzled for another moment over
ber decision not to be seen coming with
s 1m from the cabin. Had this sophis
oTaton come as an afterthought, borr
u something that has passed between
,,'! 'uem! Or was It merely feminine In
suhet seeking expression? Peter didn',
iiaie iSe who knew or saw, because he really
nSsd Beth amazingly. She had Z
sTseous voice. He would have to dc.
~'cP It. He really would.
r. AZ the while Peter was turning ovel
a. ms fingers the placard bearing tn,
suange message to mike" McGuir,
rom ass the mysterious Hawk" He reat
aa au feread 1t, each time finding a new
ppedhing In Its wording. Blackmall
..rooabiy: The "pronto" was signif
.on, na. This message could hardly hav,
,SuS me from Beth's handy legged bus.