The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-12-14

But when l fell asleep at last it was
 to dream that Jim was taking he
 sIeighing down the side of a volcano
 and telling me to sit close to him if !
 was cold
 The dream seemed very real and
 ] woke thinking I heard the sleigh
 bells. Then l Tealized that the tele-
 phone was ringing All my Unhap- piness came crowding back into my mind. It didn't seem worth while to
 answer the telephone. But I got. up and slipped mechanically into robe and slippers.
 Suddenly. almost of themselves, my feet began flying down the hall. The telephone call must be from Jim. Perhaps he also had lain awake through the grim hours thinking of
 But the voice which replied to my eager hello was not Jim's. Warm and kindly. Ralph Lacy's voice sounded in my ear. I steadied my self and listened.
 Good morning Mrs, Harrison. so early. Hope you stopped to get Sno something warm. If not I'll hold tthe wire It's mighty chilly at this hour
 ''Good norning-and thank you ] replied, trying to sound grateful rather than ifeless. Its all right. you've something important to tell
 'tNrrs. Harrison. listen" Ralph La cy went on, with slow impressive ness. Park and I-ard one other will be at Park Manor Inside of an hour Will you and MT. Harrison We've come to the end of our quest. MT Harrison will know the road the turnpike to the lake road ten miles beyond DreamwoId and then right by the golf links. No ques- lions, please. Trust me again-and
 "Yes-he'n know" I replied in a. daze of hopes and fears. wen come soon know how you are to be
 Then turned from the telephone end raced back to my room. The little desk clock stood at quarter to seven. I decided to fling my figured I could catch the train that &got there at eight ten
 As soon as I was dressed I ordered "a taxi and then called Dreamwold. After a short interval I heard He'd wigs voice sull1y with sleep. In spite aof her protests I insisted that she over the wire it justified Hedwig's 'obieetio4s !.9ST; to disturbing; him; f7nanded Cant you curb your i'm fpatience and let a fellow snatch a little rest ?'' self to reply calmly. ''Ive a mes sage from MT. Lacy We must get to Park Manor as soon as possible. l T think everything is-coming your l way
 'sWhat do you meana Talk Eng | fish No guessing contests. please" .T:ast night you told me to be replied quietly. This is vital You | must mee@ me at the station. I'll be th9:e on the etght-ten. Pat will let you take one of his cars-''
 Say you are giving orders re | his voice. And you re not allowing 1 me much leeway for breakfast Now cut cut the gab and I'll meet you. If on any expeditions of your own. So long,
 Again the telephone clicked into unsteady and I jumped at the chatter ] made In another minute the taxi was announced and I se- my lips Erimly, threw back my head and set off After all, the trip was taking me to Jim He might be g'entler when we were close to each other.
 There was no one waiting for me ] when I got to the station. I began pacing the platform nervous1y. Af ter live or ten minutes l heard a car Whirr up. the jar of gears impa-
 Hold up Cut the pacing and hop
 Jim threw open the door of the help me in. He didn't even take his hand off the wheel to greet me. The moment was seated. he started the car again. driving slowly out of the station yard, and crrtly, asked: cursion go?"
 ''To Park Manor" I said. T know the way if you don't"
 know is why all this haste? If this is another wi1d-goose chase. I'll be
 Something Gystericai s,S inside IlsG s'- me wanted to demand what he would do about II if this were indeed as wild a goose chase as his long trip had been. That was only for a second. Then my longing to bridge the gap between us-not widen it-drove me to say:
 ''Jim. dear, NIT. Lacy said we were near the end of our quest. You be- 1ieve in him, don't you?"
 Bet your sweet life I do." cried conversation and make lime love, | if this is something real-if it puts Inc on my feet again-In show the world. I'll come back I'll hang my wife in pearls''-
 FurionsIy Jim pushed the car to 2e Whirred rea b% or IT The Sps9g engine Ehg h9nmed 6s The wind screamed iii my ears so I could not have heard Jim if he had | spoken to me.
 Like a refrain s protest sounded over and over in my mind.
 'tNot pearls. Jim! Ioveg" n5te | w5'S hU3!rS Tor what our picture it. to puzzle it out to drag it n near-the car tore on over the road. Jim sat at my side with his face set and grim. his eyes on the road. [ couldn't be sure if he remembered ! that l vas there. .
 At last We swung In between mag , nfficent stone gates on which the name Park Manor was carved in old English letters.
 Hop outt'' said Jim.
 The car was drawn up aj. the crOEt entrance with the drivers side near est the steps Nearly. l got out longing to have Jim come around to my side to help me But he S,arted 1 up the stairs ahead of me as Cava- lterly as if I were another man. 1 | set my teeth srimly and plOdded af- ] ter him But when l noticed how 1 his lar. -.L--. --.-a.I i.-L..L