Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1921-01-05

At quarter Of Z, looking into the
bar for the tenth or twelfth time, he
was hailed by Paddock.
Hello there!"f he cried, cordially.
Excuse me-" he said. his anxiety
evident in his voice in spite Of him
self. I'm looking for Moore"
Paddock laughed, rather bolster
ously.
Moore" he repeated. in derision.
We'll, you're looking in the wron8
place. that's your trouble. I saw
Jack. not over half an hour ago,
spinning up Broadway in . hired
motor car, accompanied by a yellow
haired fairy in black"
What" exclaimed Brooke, aghast.
Sure thing" returned Paddock.
But he was to meet me here at
SIX" Brooke protested.
"He evidently met somebody he
iiked better the young millionaire
declared. Come. a cocktail will
Thus urged, Brooke consented: but
as he stood with his elbows on the
bar, his eyes fixed, unseeing, on the
array OF glasses ranged on the shelves
at the back, he vas deaf to Paddock's
continued chatter. His brain was
busy trying to reconcile this matinee
visit. OF which he knew. with what his
acquaintance had just told him. But
1t was a difficult task, and finally he
resolved to abandon it and wait.
In a way. Paddook's story had
brought him relief, for the picture
presented to his mind by it was Ger
tatnly not a fearseme one, and he
breathed easier to think that Moore
was not in danger.
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MIN, and he accepted, glad thus to
kill time with diversion; but Just AZ
they were about to sit downsa page
called Brooke to- the telephone, and
he rushed of. and excitement once
more, believing that Moore had
found opportunity to Communicate
with him.
But It was not Moore after all,
1t was Constance Colby. Her. father
had arrived and he wanted Brooke
and Moore to dine with them at Del
monico's.
I'D like to awfully," the young
man answered; its really very good
OF your father, and I appreciate it:
but Mr.. Moore hasn't come in vet.
and-well. you see. I don't just know
when he will get here"
Cant you come, then?" the girl
urged, ".You can leave word for him
to follow"
But Brooke begged her to excuse
him. Certain matters had turned up.
he explained. which made 1t impera-
tive that he wait there for Moore, who
might telephone.
Tn very sorry" he added, regret-
fully. Its most unfortunate"
cts cruel" Miss Colby returned.
"And I'm terribly disappointed"
When Brooke left the booth he was
smiling. Those final words Of Con.
stance Colby had made him almost
happy again.
But his dinner with Paddock was a
dul affair. Suspense and expectancy
sat at table between them and engage
ed all OF BrOoke's mental processes.
so that when the meal was over he
apOloEized to his host for his absorn-
ton.
Paddock laughed at him. Y, ~
/. You're worse than q mother with
her first born" he said jocosely.
Fancy your being upset over Jack
Moore forgetting an engagement"
And then. he added: Better come
over to Philadelphia tonight. I'm o
ing. Signalling, no matter how the
wind a."
When' they had separated Brooke
felt that he required something to dis
tract him. To sit waiting hour after
hour, inactive, and with not even 1
theory to work upon. was nerve-rack-
ing.
He had never really counted the
money in the bag he had found-only
roughly estimated it-and he, determ.
fned now to make . more careful ana.
II possible. an accurate count. Thus
resolved, he secured the gag from the