The Washington herald., 1922-11-16
The Vengeance
of
Henry Jarroman
By ROY VICKERS.

crush the letter in her hand and
thrust 1t into her bag. Her lips, he
noticed. quivered and then set firm.
No bad news. hope?" he asked
as casually as he could.
She looked up at him. fiinging
back her head with a gallant ges-
ture that affected him strangely.
will you take me away, please %
she asked Unexpectedly. ANY
where. out of London. I want to
get away. o. 1 do want to get
away"
Jarroman felt as II at last the tide
were beginning to be with him. At
last she had expressed a definite de-
sire. and one that his wealth could
crafty 'instantaneously.
That's what I've been longing to
hear you say" he said. stroking her
hand. Lets make a little adven-
ture of 1t. Let's start our new ex-
istence with a jerk"
He paused as a new reflection
came to him. Segrove. on the track
of Camden's daughter, might get ON
to the trail of Miss Quest.
Have you told any one at your
DOeAAhe AOoct OA"OuT QlS-
covery-yours and miner" he went
on.
NO" she answered slowly.
So much the better. he thought.
Let Segrove have some little DIM
Guilty in linking Miss Quest to the
rich Miss Jarroman. The discovery
must not be made just yet.
Il wanted to cut clear of the old
life." she was saying. so I didn't
give any address. or tell any one of
my change of name. live no
friends"
Again the culver of misery passed
over her face. He undersood 1t sud
denly-some love affair! That was
why she had so little enthusiasm
for the dazzling power of money.
He frowned. 1t was a check
Well, he must see what could be
done later on. For the moment he
must adapt himself to her mood.
Then let's get right away and
not tell any one where we are for
ever so long," he suggested, forcing
eagerness to his manner. And as
she agreed. he lifted the receiver of
the telephone and spoke to the clerk
in charge downstairs.
Have my bill made out. please. ]
am leaving this afternoon"
Then he picked up a time table.
He had no intention of going far
af1eld. A sudden recollection had
come to him. On that afternoon in
Theed's office when this languid.
slender girl had been presented to
him as his daughter, she had men,
toned that she was working for a
man called-what was it? All, yes.
Stranack. Doucester's son. She had
faltered and colored over the name.
Jarroman's mind was hard at work
whilst he fiuttered the leaves of the
time table. Possibly she had been
attracted by Stranack. Possibly
they had even been engaged, and
the engagement had been broken
when IL became known that her IA
ther was an ex-convict. That letter
she had just received had certainly
produced an emotional reaction.
His spirits rose. This affair must
be investigated. set right. He had
little doubt that 1t could be set
right He had wealth, and wealth,
after all. was power. 1t was obs
" iAhA NhdI lnlS one
thing were given the girl-this
petty passing thing she doubtless
called love-life would be worthless
to her. Riches would be meaning
less. luxury a mere detail. And
riches and luxury must be made to
mean so much.
She had come up behind him and
was glancing at the time table.
Lets go to the sea-" she said.
But not to a lonely place. Some
where where there are heaps Of
people"
Brighton" he suggested He
turned the pages. then stopped.
Why travel in train? There were
more pleasant means Of transit. He
ought to have had the sense to buy
her a car before this. he told HIM.
self savagely. A good opening
missedI He excused himself and
left her studying the hotel lists.
He hurried out to buy a car.
He found to his disgust that in
London one cannot walk into a shop
and buy a car as one buysc a packet
Of tobacco. He learned that there