Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1921-01-04
THIS creature was both repellant ant
preiudfcial,

prejudicial.
It was really the first time that
Brooke had seen her we'll. but his i'm
preston, Cleaned from a casual glance
when she came aboard the yacht, was
not altered. Her paint had worn of
and her wrinkles were now clearly in
evidence.
What is your name?" Captain
Conway asked.
"Alice Murphy" she answered aft
er a pause.
"And your occupation?" &c..
I'm a trained nurse" -.
TRAINED where's" The question
was put sharply, but for the better
part of a minute the woman sat in
silence.
"In Montreal" she said at last. her
voice low. rs
Who engaged you to look after
this Lady,"
She studied her hands for a mo-
ment, then looked at Constance Col
by, and then at Brooke.
II really don't know" she said
finally.
Don't know who it was engaged
your"
"No, sir"
what were the circumstances OF
the engagement"
"a gentleman called at my house
last evening and hired me-"
who was the gentleman"
II don't know"
Didn't he give any name?"
mo"
The captain glanced about the
roonA
as he here?"
For a little interval she seemed un-
decided. her eyes on Moore.
; No" she answered at length.
what did he hire you for?"
"To nurs his wife"
Was this lady presented as his
Miss Colby.
"She was.''s .'.M.. ..-
WHO'RE did you first see herr"
"In 4 cab"
where was the cab?"
"Twenty-third street."
"Twcntv-thi~d and where?"
East Twenty-third."
And where?" Numbered the cap
tain.
Lexington"
scious?"
II didn't notice."
WHAT"
She stared brazenly at her ques-
toner. Then she almost shrieked.
II didn't notice."
The captain pressed the push-but-
ton in his chart table, and a: steward
appeared.
"Here!" he commanded gruffly.
Look after this woman! See that
she doesn't leave the ship until I give
her permission"
The encounter with the reporters
at Quarantine, which followed almost
directly. was less annoying than had
been predicted. Captain Conway gen.
erously put a much better light upon
the whole affair than Brooke and
Moore had dared to hope for, due in
no small measure, probably, to q
Constance Colby, whose beauty and
charm had not been without their ef-
feet on this veteran voyage.
Brooke would have escaped the in
reviewers altogether. probably, had
he not ventured on deck Just at the
moment they were about to return to
their tug. One Of them, delaying to
Iut a last question to Captain Hart
ley, caught sight of him as he stepped
cut from the companion entrance.
A tall. lean, fair-hAired youth II
was, with the enthusiasm OF his craft
written on his bright, eager young
face.
"oh, MI. Brooke" he cried, max
ing a dash for him, II am delighted
to YOU. I hadn't the faintest no.
ton 1t was this Mr.. Brooke. Now
I'm going to hold you to your prom.
ise."
Brooke recognized him. 1t was
Eugene Moore, OF the Sphere, and he
remembered that he had agreed to
send for him II he ever had, a story
that he could let him print.
"Oh, how do you dot" he said, af-
|fably enough. II didn't recall you
at first. Well! What can I do for
you?"
You can give me~the inside OF this
affair" the reporter returned. 80
far we've only got the crust. / can
see that I kept that story put about
the color OF Miss Coiby's eyes and the
hundred thousand dollar bet, and the
~overfiowing bath tub; 80 you owe me
this"
Brooke saw that he was in q very
awkward position. He felt kindly to-
ward the youth and would like 70 help
him. hslt the in~anAuoAa nj fhAa 81.