The Wheeling intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1903-1961, 1922-08-05

gular garments, partook OF our
nipple meal Of tea, bread-and-out-
| er, and shrimps.
The old lady, as must still call
the Pere Grandslam, extended TO
us her heartfelt gratitude. 1t was
done with so hypocritical grace
that the innocent victim beamed
and expressed the pleasure or
Peggy in the most modest and be-
coming schoolgirl terms. For my
own part, ! contented myself with
bow, and expressed my Infinite
regret that Our repast was not
more worthy of this unparalleled
occasion.
Robert" said the old lady, ad-
dressing her daughter, will you
be good enough to peel another
shrimp for me, my dear? My son
will tell you, sir, that seldom en-
Joy anything more than this par
ticular delicacy when skilfully pre-
pared; the heads properly de-
tached, the meat OF the body
metlculously separated from its
she'll"
At this urbanity, so cannibalistic
lin tone, a glacial shiyer ran down
my spine, and for a moment l
fancied that even Teggie seemed
disturbed.
But only for a moment; at the
next he cast a shy, bewitching
smile towards the supposed Rob-
ert, which she answered with a
feeting glance Of approval as he
filled her cup.
Thank you, Mlss-Miss?"
You may call me Peggy" he
said, with an air very girlIsh. very
demure.
Il will if you'll call me Bob"
she replied gaily.
Yet another SILVER traversed my
spine. Was this perhaps the only
way to save the luckless Teggie
from the halter? II she were to
love him, would the father, that
monster of dark and secret pur-
poses, forego the satisfaction OF his
appetite? With what an unutter'
able pang | reached this solution
may easily he imagined. And
must now explain to you that
had not in former days held Mr.
Grandslam-or, as l then knew
him, Mr.. Murray-in such low es.
TEEN. We had never met officially
though by letter we had actually
elaborated in more than one
case, and l may mention that OF
the great private detectives he wa:
the only worthy successor to Pau
Ferrand.
It was clear to me that he had
been on our trail from the first
and l now determined to ascertain
what reason he would give for the
peculiar accident in the steamer
He met me with readiness l had
naturally foreseen.
Il am in the habit" he said, "oi
wearing smoked glasses to protect
my eyes, which are unfortunately
rather weak, from the glare OF the
sun. AS l was waving my adieu1
to the groups of kindly fisher-folks
on shore, my sleeves inadvertently
caught my glasses and they fell
into the sea. Without a moments
hesitation, my dear son'-his
voice faltered. and he resumed
with difficulty-"jumped into the
water rather than let his mother
be deprived of so valuable an aid
to her comfort"
And you, dear mother" said
Miss Grandslam. also with emo
ton, "risked your life in order to
save mine"
And the glasses? Where are
they?" Teggie and | made demand
together.
The sun has nearly gone down,
and l am therefore able to dis
pense with them. Robert, my dear,
I think you said they were scarcely
rusted? All"
She gave cry Of satisfaction as
Robert produced the spectacles'
which were apparently none the
worse for their immersion, though
with characteristic thoroughness,
Haviland Murray had seen to 1t
that they had actually been wetted.
We were all rather silent as the
sun dropped and a young slender
moon hung in the pale crystalline
sky. The headland lay shadowy,
purple. and green, suggesting
faint mysterious tints Of opal, that
level of misfortune, so portentous
to my heavy heart. And in the
Yacht we sat, a fantastic company,