South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1922-02-19

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Just rest. my dear" she said.
until the major comes"
Hugh Grantland appeared a few
seconds later. swung my bags 20 the 4
front, gave a hurried direction 20 his I
driver. entered the car and closed 4
the door.
What news?" Nv stiffened lips
could hardly frame the words.
Hugh Grantland put his hand |
over mine
VIII you be patient just a little /
longer" he asked. Il have nothing /.
certain up 90 this minute. yet hope /
soon 20 have news that the child is 4
cafe. But you must be strong. TO help |
your baby II he's found. 10 continue /
the search for him II he Is not. Drink I
this now"
Betty Kane Aids.
He had taken from a pocket OF /
the car n patent bottle, which, when J
uncorked. gave forth the fragrance ?
OF strong hot coffee. forced down |
the draught he proffered. and felt
strengthened. not so much by II az
by his words And then we were in
grounds. had entered her sitting
room, where. ensconed IN her wheel
chair by the open fire, sat the Grip
pied figure Of Betty Kane. the wc-
man 7 had liked 80 well during my
sOjOurn in the south.
Hugh Grantland drew up a chair
for me opposite Betty's and stood,
himself.
Miss Kane does not know why I
wanted her here" he said, except
that IL was a matter OF life and death
to you. She knows through the
newspapers. Of the loss OF your
child. Now. I have reason to sus-
pect'-he turned 20 Betty Kane
that Tim spirited the child away
from it's home at the instance Of
Grace Draper. who has some sinis- |
ter hold upon him. ] know that you
ere the only person who has any in
fluence over Tim for good. and I be-
lieve YOU can tell us where he may
be found"
Betty Kane's face went white. then /
crimson. and she stretched her !
hands 20 me with anguished sympa- /
thy
"Oh. my dear what you have suf- |
feredi" she said. And Oh, poor. mis- /
guided Tim This means his death, |
doesn't ito" she asked Hugh Grant |
land piteously
cor life Imprisonment" he retort-
ed crisply. But"
ooh, Of course, I'll tell you any |
thing 1 know!" she said quickly.
"Of one thing I am sure, though"
She turned appealingly to me. Tim /
would never injure the child, even |
though he was compelled to take |
him at that wicked woman's bid |
ding But if he is anywhere In hid
ing here, ne is at the house OF an
old colDred woman who lives out on
the North road up in the hills. Tim
once befriended her signally, and
she would die for him. Che Is credu-
Ious. also. and would believe any
4 thing he told her about a child
/ brought there. It is entirely pos
I sible-"
Hugh Grantland interrupted her
Z with a triumphant:
This precisely fits my informa-
f., ton But 10 make doubly sure tell
me exactly how 10 get there" he
said. Mrs. Lukens. get Mrs. era
ham another cup of coffee, and make /
her swallow a bit Of bread or toast
or something like that. She must
go directly out again"
Mama! Mama"
IL was but a short five minutes
/ before Hugh Grantland and l. with
three powerful men who had follow
ed us 10 the Lukens home in another (
car. were dashing through the night
UP the road among the hills. At the /
foot Of a particularly lonely road, /
Hugh Grantland halted the car. AS /
we proceeded cautiously on foot up
the hill. I listened tensely 10 Hugh /
Grantland's whispered directions 10 /
me.
Disguise your voice and ask 20
buy some milk for a sick child" he
said.
There was no need for the dis
guise. so husky was my voice. as /
obeyed him after a quavering: who I
dah2" from inside the house.
An old neEress unbarred the door. I
and 1 stepped across the threshold.
"Damnation!"
The man named Tim sprang TO
his feet as he uttered the oath, r:ade
a dash for the window. drawing a
l
ne went Even in that awful mo-
ment he did not aim at me. AS
through a veil I saw Hugh Grant I
land spring 10 wrest the revolver
from him. saw Tim aim at the army
officer. and fire even as a fusillace /
of shots sounded from the doorway
then Hugh Grantland reeled. and
Tim dropped 70 the floor
But the fate OF Tim, or even that
of Mai. Grantland grateful as L
should be to him all my life, were /
as nothing. For from a corner I
couch. awakened by the noise. my I
baby boy raised his sleepy -touzled, /
little head. and called pitifully:
Mama Mamat"
Even as rushed 70 him, he
sprang into my arms with a joyous \
little cry.
For a long moment I knew moth 8
ing save that my baby boy was alive .
and safe in my arms. heard nothing
but his grooming little voice saying,
Mama. mama" over and over again. /
as II ne never would tire or the
word
Then. as the acrid smoke cleared :
a bit with the opening Of the win
dows and doors by one OF Hugh +
Grantland's men, I saw the old coll T.
ored woman kneeling by the pros
trate figure OF the man I knew only
as Tim-saw also with Mortified eyes
that another OF Hugh Grantland's
men had torn the coat and shirt
from the officers shoulder. and was
staunching the blood that welled
from an ugly wound I'm his shoulder. A.,
He drilled YOU. Major the man
said respectfully. "but 1 don't