Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-12-29

SANDAL, Vo""V'
HE3M HE3M HOLT, big. good. natured chap.
( SsiAtullv in lore to't" rosemary
Harry in q Hurry
nur had written: "Oh, Harry, oh,
o%' M Looked at the date; days old.
whv M hadn't she posted It before?
More wasted days
AVn does Fate, then, never bring the
mects round twice. ,,
"somoiimcs, Glover; sometimes! What
.hav would have to make up to each
''usif "if I'd died without knowing you,
/, uouId mean that / had never come
live" she had written.
'"s, rvsrv fiber in Carmichaels being
.nswered to the words. Wasn't it 50
4 with with himself? If he had died without
'DT Tbi, scnile snail Of taxi-drivcr
soerned determined that he should die
hstorc seeing her again? Another two.
,snce leapt up on the indicator. yet the
Inv; seemed to be standing still.
"If only you hadn't gone away,
Gould you really have cared lit.
te!" >.
Would they never make Richmond? ?
Never get up that blasted hill?
Al last they got up It. Finally they
reached that well-known gate, which
somehow Carmichael felt that he lad
mover seen before.
"Wait for me- he said to the man
rs he sprang out Of the cab and dashed
ND the path, wait
For he intended to bring his wife
ont with him. He was not going to
talk to her in that house; he had never
ssen her except under her aunt's roof
OF her own roof No more roofs for
them. He had some wild intention of
dragging hcr out TO talk in Richmond
Park, under the blue skies and green
oaks.
The door Of The Prospect was shut.
lie rang rang again. Again he rang.
There was no answer.
lie hammered at the door; he glanc-
ID at the windows. He saw, he came
reluctantly to the conclusion that there
was not soul in the place. All shut
10, all out. For how long? No maids
or anything What Internal luck!
Patiently Peter waited under his fee,
while his master dragged out his
nockctbood, found n visiting card.
scribbed on it For Mrs. Carmichael
and the message, "Am at my rooms
Enston Road. Shall weit for you.
i1casr telephone or come.
There, that was the only thing h'
could do. He took the card, thrust il
into tho letterbox; then, for fear that
it should miscarry, he wrote n dupli-
ca,H message and put that under thC
snail BRASS -knocker, clamped down tC
The door. There! He turned. Peter
getting in the way of his stride and
almost throwing him.
New there was nothing more for Il
but 70 wait, with what patience he could
command, at his Euston Road dug
out
r.; behold. as he turned to the gate
again, he saw entering n stylishly at
tired young person who smiled cncOur-
he stood aside to let her pass. Look
ing up into his face, she smiled again
tnd greeted him with: "iou didn't
find anybody in, sir? Mrs. Meadows
md the young ladies won't be back until
tomorrow teatime, they said; not com
'ag up from Henley until then. Is
there any message l.
''Henlpy?" burst from Carmichael.
tive just missed them at Henley
Then he pulled himself together and
recognized this girl. OF course. 1t
vas the Meadows parlormaid who had
admitted him often (though not, ah !.
rot often enough.
Er-tharks very much" sad he,
'b1t since they've not got back as soon
as understood they meant to, l--er---
think I'll BY the way, I'm afraid
I've forgotten their telephone num-
lsr," he !mprovised quito credltably.
Gould you let me----- Oh. there isn't
Z telephone number7 Oh? On Mr.
Holt 0 houseboRt, arc they? Still there
Thank YOU 80 much" said Carmichael
His second squandered Bradbury that
day was thrust into the palm of the
maid. Then he startled the dozing taxi
G.iyer.
Drive back to Henley ordered
armichaei. Eyes, l know. It's thir.
~ miles, but III make 1t worth your
While. Henley on Thames for al YOU
q an lick"
Fireworks on tho River
Carmichael, coming down from tie
!orth by way of Maldcnhpad and IIur-
icy, did not reach Henley until 3
o'clock that evening.
Rather hopeless task lay before
,in, rs he knew.
It was the end of the regatta. Al
iieacy many people had left. Possibly
ii'S taxi had passed Clovcr'S train Oh
ne return journey. Still. the maid ut
me Prospect had said she was staying
IN the Hollis houseboat. From what
armichael remembered Of house
cate, the fun only began after night.
al: The chances were that Glover S
aCey would stay to see the ireworks
;'hd would then return TO the house
Ioat for supper, music and dance.
As he passed the Red Lion at the
orner of the bridge. q voice hailed him
rom the group in basket chairs at tho
Notel entrance. The voice was
" pBrien's.
Nnrmichael stopped tn. taxi.
By Jove,' said O'Brien, coming
w, you haven't lost much time, have
Carmichael's reply and tho manner
W was very characteristic.
Look here" said he, II say, dc
:9u happen to have seen my wife any
"here on the rivcr?"
ms unexpected question he put a.
ooly as il he had asked, "Do you
iappen to have seen thut boathook any
whore abOut?"
Ills friend, young O'Brien, had an
!M.ward gulp Of surprise, an inward
, Dlun't l say SOL" but no followed
- iarm'ehaers lead with an equally or
'Inary and British:
NO. ! haven't. As matter OF fuct
, Iers must b. heaps OF people some
i. mere In AlS crush that one knows, but
haVen't. recognized "A soul know
, 'hre 'Sn you left. Haven't seen Mrs. Car
''Irhael at all"
., oh, well, d'you know anything
a l.tN aIt