Omaha daily bee., 1921-09-22
Holding a Husband
Adele Gsrrisen's New Phase Of
Revelations Of q Wife"
TIE Fusillade OF Questions Hugh
Gfantland Fired.

Grantland Fired.
A the sigh, Of Hugh Grantland's
tall figure standing beside the car
] broke into a little run. my hands
stretched out TO him. To me he rep.
resented my one chance Of getting
my baby boy back in my arms
again. for ! have infinite faith in his
resources, and the sight OF him
reused my hope OF my little lads
recovery. hope which had well
nigh gone out IN the terrible hours
OF despair since the child had dis.
appeared.
There was infinite pity and tender
ness in his eyes as he strobe for
ward. took my hands in his and held
them firmly. But, charaeteris,ieally,
lie wasted no time in greetings or
oommisera,ion.
Get into the car please and sit
down." he said, almos, brusqucly.
Tell me this thing from the be.
einnlng-eycry minutest detail. II
won't be too much for you;' he in.
terrupted himself anNiously.
NO" ] besi,ated. for the tell
ing OF the story meant revealing the
TACT that Grace Draper was an in
mate OF OUR home, and had only
n too vivid memory OF the pains this
man had taken TO guard me from
the girl.
"Oh, ! know that Grace Draper
is here he said bit impa,iently.
We'll not consider her for the pres
cnt. Tell me your story"
obeyed him. relating every de
tail OF Juniors disappearance. He
listened quietly, attentively, check
ing me only with one question.
Miss Draper, then, was in your
sight constantly from the moment
the child ran back to the studio un-
til you both began to search for
him."
"Yes." answered, startled for the
then realizing that his in
ensc prejudice against the girl
would no doubt lead him to suspect
hat she had hand in any sinister
in my vicinity.
"All right. go on"
He did not speak again until ! had
inished, and he had sat for long
minute in deep reflection. Then he
,cgan a series OF staccato questions.
"Whose suggestion was it that
Grace Draper take your place to call
,our baby when you were compell-
ID TO come in?'
Hes Not There"
! thought moment:
Hers
"You say you met her when you
ushed out of the house in response
0 the call you fancied you heard
Vas she where you supposed She
,as?"
Moo. She was supposed tc have
tayed at the edge of the woodland
ut she said she had heard me ano
ushed toward me-
II see.' .
Then he shot perfect fuslladt
/ questions at me, all dealing with
race Draper. His face grew stern'
r and sterner at my replies anc
ghtened only at the information
nat Edith Fairfax was occupying al
djoining room to hers at the Ticcl
srmhouse.
Chester" he called, and the
oung man, who had been standing
espectfully out of earshot--hc evi-
entity was boyishly impressed b,
ugh Grantland's old military rank
: we'll as his personality, came ran.
lily forward. y
will you take a note to Misi
.dith Fairfax-at the Ticer farm.
ouse?' he tore a page from his
ote book as he spoke, and wxo,t
lpidly, while Tom Chester was ex.
ressing his willingness to do any,
ling the major wished.
Mrs. Graham will go with yor
ack to the farmhouse. Huga
rantland said "See her sstel,
lere. then l wish you to get Ir
raham and his friend, Mr.. Dufkee
1t OF the vicinity on some pretext
have insured Miss Draper 1eine
,pt out of the way in this nol., and
rs. Graham. do you keep Mrs.
urkee and Katie in the house. ]
ant free hand to begin at the
st place the baby disappeared
at ccrncrib studio / want to tear
down, if need be-"
"Oh," l mosned. "You don't
ink
mo! Mop He almost shouted;
les not there. Butt may find out
me things l want to know by
oking it over"
Il will attend to anything you
sh,' l replied.
Chester, come back for me when
: coast is clear" he said, then
GIFTED from the car and lifted me
wn.
Remember, keep up your cour-
G." he said.
Only One Thought.
But this was All almost impossible
ing for me to do i'll the hou.s that
lowed. during which Hugh Grant
I'd secluded himself in the :orn-
b studio, and upon emerging, COW
ID with dust, and as near excite
mt as had ever seen him, drove =
IDLY off with Tom Chester, vouch-
ing only the hurried information
me that he could not tell anything
[.
saw nothing of either OF them
the next eight hours of deadly,
xious waiting, which we.e yet
ed with hurry and hustle. For the
ivities of the Legion under Tom
ester in hunting for Junior had
N the cause of attracting the at
tion of the city newspapers to the
ry. and the house all day was the
tier to which gravitated reporters
photographers. keen-eyed, alert
lrteous young men, each with an
OF indolent leisureliness masking
ense activity. ...
Knowing that I could have no bet
aid in the serch for my baby than
vspaper publicity, I saw them all,
re them photographs OF Junior.
tried to do everything in MY
,.or 20 he1o them. But the effort