Perth Amboy evening news., 1922-03-10

wrecked body which dragged itself
indomitably along n strove by
command and entreaty to keep that
h~alf-crazed brain of the leader from
disintegrating into chaos once more.
To Fay, waiting quietly on the
edge of the clearing. the minutes
seemed like hours. She dared not
think or speculate on what the COM
ing of the two men would mean to
her.
At length she heard stumbling
footsteps and the stump of crutch-
es, and held her breath as h drew
es, and held her breath as they drew
nearer and nearer. She heard her
brothers voice raised sharply:
"Warrie. there's a house or some
thing ahead. Gads where's the rest
of the outfit, and why haven't we
our rifies?"
With her heart beating as though
it would burst in her breast Fay adj
vanced and tucked her arm beneath
her brothers.
He had stood m%otionless since she
| first touched him, but his whole
body trembled like a race horse, a
| low harsh cry broke from him.
Fay! 1 thought I a in Frances!
Fay-Fay, you're real, aren't you?
| Where's Warrie? l was with him
just now. What does it all mean9"
you've had a dream. Wilbur;
that's ALL She laughed, but there
was a catch in her voice.
Why is the house so dark?
!, Where is Laurel?"
Her heart contracted at the men,
ton of that name, but she forced a
note Of impatience in her tone.
Captain Warren is in the library,
talking to Aunt Clara. and L-Lau-
rel is resting. For goodness sake
don't stop out here on this soppinS
wet lawn and talk all night"
She led him to the side door and
into the library.
Captain Warren was seated at tho
desk, apparently writing. with his
crutches carefully concealed, and
Mrs. Tudor held a book which shook
casually as they entered and re-
marked:
BE sure you get out of those wet
things at once, Wilbur"
Her eyes fell again to her book,
and Fay guided her brother up TO
his room.
Out upon the porch, whittier he
had followed them since. all unno-
ticed, he had witnessed the scene at
the cave Sergeant Barry caught the
captains eye and beckoned. When
the latter joined him he said:
Go up to him. Explain that you
arrived this evening during his walk,
and act as if he knew all about your
having been wounded. Talk so that
he has 40 time to think, and get him
to bed as quickly as you can. You've
sent for the doctor, of course?"
How the devil do you know all
this, sergeant Captain Warren
gazed at the detective in genuine
establishment.
"Oh, l was there all the time in
case you needed a hand. l saw the
look upon your face when you heard
Franks description of the half
burned top of a pajama coat which
could only have come from an army
officers hospital, and, although I
don't think you guessed the truth, l
meant to circle back and keep you
in sight. But will you go up now
and ask Miss Tudor to come down
to me as Don as she has made her.
self warm and comfortable? 1 am
sorry to disturb her after all that
h la gone through, and at such
an hour, but there is n question l
must ask her before / leave tonight"
When Fay came to him. enveloped
in a dark cloak, he led her toward
the breakfast room.
There is a little porch out here
iclc We may Jdik IoI d lew IllIi-
uteS, even if it is a bit damp and"
She interrupted him suddenly.
"Oh, not there" She laughed
nervously. You see, sergeant, a
man proposed to me there last night
and II don't want to be reminded
of it,"
Barry closed the door of the
breakfast room and placed a chair
for her.
Let us talk here, then. Miss
Tudor, don't think me impertinent,
but l must ask you to tell me the
name of that man."
Really, sergeant" She raised
her eyebrows, Since l very definite
ly refused the gentleman | should
not are to mention his name. Cap
tain Warren says that you saw it ali.
Isn't it wonderful to have my broth
er back from the dead like this,
even If he is SO broken and i'll! Even
with the tragedy OF my poor little
cousins death still hanging over me,
l cannot help but rejoice!"
You have been blessed, Miss Tu-
DOR" Barry replied gravely.
Imagine him as ] saw him at the
library window that night. hungry
and ragged and i'll. And out in all
| that terrible storm last night with
nowhere to lay his head-why, even
poor Laurel couldn't stand it, beat
ing in upon her near the windows,
and / had to change beds with her.
"You-what? Barry . half rose
! from his chair.
Changed beds with her. Fay re-
peated patiently. Il was still awake
when she suggested closing the win
dows. but l offered to change and
take her bed am used to the ele-
ments, you know-but she declined.
/ must have just fallen asleep when
she woke me and said that she
simply could not stand that damp
wind blowing in across her face and
would change with me. SO we did.
Why do you stare at me like that,
Sergeant Barry"
II beg our pardon he said me-
Chemically. Il am afraid | must