The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1921-12-09
EPILoGUE.

Il simply can't believe IL, Hugh"
In the lengthening shadows Phyllis
moved little nearer to her husband,
who, quite regardless of the publicity
Of their position, slipped an arm
around her waist.
Cant believe what, darlingT he
demanded lazily.
"Why, that all that awful night
mare Is over. Lexington dead, and
the other two in prison, and us mar
ried"
They're not actually in jug yet, old
thing" said Hugh. "And somehow
:" he broke Off and stared thought
fully at man sauntering past them.
To all appearances he was casual
visitor taking his evening walk along
the front Of the well-knowh0 Seaside
resort so largely addicted to honey
moon couples. And yet was
he? Hugh laughed softly; he'd got
suspicion on the brain.
"Don't you think they'll be sent to
prison" cried the girl.
"They may be sent right enough,
but whether they arrive or not is a
different matter. don't somehow see
Carl picking oakum. It's not his
form"
For a while they were silent, occu-
pied with matters quite foreign to
such trifies as Peterson and his daugh-
ter.
"Are you glad answered your ad-
vertisementT inquired Phyllis at
length.
"The question Is too frivolous to
deserve an answer" remarked her hus-
band severely.
"But you aren't sorry It's overT'
she demanded.
1T isn't over kid; it's Just begun"
He smiled at her tenderly. "Your life
and mine isn't 1t just wonder
full"
And once again the man sauntered
past them. But this time he dropped
piece Of paper on the path, Just at
Hugh's feet, and the soldier, with a
quick movement which he hardly
stopped to analyze, covered It with his
shoe. The girl hadn't seen the action |;
but then, as girls will do after such
remarks, she was thinking Of other
things. Idly Hugh watched the saun-
terer disappear In the more crowded
part of the esplanade, and for a mo-
ment there came onto his face a look
which, happily for his wife's peace Of
mind, she failed to notice.
| cite no and end oftor dfnu ap
I'll run you up to the top Of the head
land.
Together they stroIled back to their
hotel. In his pocket was the piece of
paper; and who could be sending him
messages In such a manner save one
mana man now awaiting his trial I
In the hall he stayed behind to in
quire for letters, and man nodded to
him.
| "Heard the newsT he inquired.
"No," said Hugh. "What's hap.
penedT
"That man Peterson and the girl
have got away. No trace Of EN-"
Then he looked at Drummond curious
ly. by the way, you had something
to do with that show, didn't your
"a little," smiled Hugh. "Just a lit
tle."
"Police bound to catch 'em again,
continued the other. Cant hide your
self these days."
And once again Hugh smiled, as HI
drew from his pocket the piece Of pa
per:
"OnIy au revoir. my friend; only AZ
revoir." ~
He glanced at the words written n
| Peterson's neat writing, ano the smil,
broadened. Assuredly life was stil
good: assurediy. !.
| And into an ash tray nearby h
dropped piece Of paper torn into I
hundred tiny fragments.
"was that a love-letterr she Dc
manded with assumed Jealousy.
| mot exactly, sweetheart 81
laughed back. "Not exactly" AM
over the glasses their eyes mel
Here's to hoping. kid; >hsrSss.t'
hoping"
1.-THE END.D