Perth Amboy evening news., 1922-10-27
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ragh straight in the eyes: II have
asked her to marry me-" he said.
When Stormont came out a great
fire of birch logs was blazing in the
living room and Darragh stood
there. his elbow on the rough stone
mantel-shelf.
Stormont came straight to the fire
and set n spurred boot on the fen
der. q
She's warm and dry and sound
asleep" he said. "Ill wake her
again if you think she ought to
swallow something hot"
At that moment the fish culturist
came in with a pot of steaming
coffee.
This is my friend, Ralph Wier,"
said Darragh. ~ think you'd better
give Eve a cup of Coffee And, to
! Wier, Fill a couple of hot water
bags, old chap. We don't want any
pneumonia in this house"
Then he went into his own quar-
ters to read two letters which, con-
forming to arrangements made with
Mrs. Ray the day he had robbed
Emanuel Sard, were to be sent to
Trout Lodge to await his arrival.
Both, written from the Ritz, bore
the date of the day before; the first
he opened was from the Countess
Orloff-Strelwiz:
Dear Captain Darragh,
You are so wonderful!
Your message, with the ten
thousand dollars which you say
you already have recovered
from those m~iscreants who
robbed Ricca, anne aboard our
ship before we landed. 1t was a
godsend; we were nearly penpi-
less-and oh. so shabby!
Instantly, my friend, we shop
ped, Ricca and I. Fifth Avenue
enchanted us. All misery was for
gotten in the magic of that para
disc for women.
Furthermore. dear Captain
Darragh, we are Fastening to
follow your instructions. We are
in the wonderful forest OF which
you told us that never to be
forgotten day in Riga.
Your agent is politeness, con-
sideration and kindness itself.
We have our accommodations.
We leave New York at mid
night.
"Ricca is so excited that it is
difficult for her to restrain her
happiness. God knows the child
has seer enough unhappiness to
quench the gaiety of anybody
well, all things end. Even
tears. Even the Red Terror
shall pass from our beloved Rus
STA. For, after all, Monsieur,
God still lives.
valentine
"P. S. Ricca has written to
you. L have read the letter. 1
have let it go u~ncensored."
Darragh went to the door of his
room:
Ralph! Ralph!" he called. And,
when Wier hurriedly appeared:
What times does the midnight
train from New York get into Five
Lakes?"
"A little before nine"
You can make it in the hivver,
can't you?"
Yes, if I start now"
"All right. Two ladies. You're
to bring them to the house, not
here. Mrs. Ray knows about them.
And-get back here as oon as you
can"
He closed his door again, sat
down on the bed and opened the
other letter. His hand shook as he
unfolded it. He was so scared and
excited that he could scarcely de-
cipher the angular, girlish penman-
ship:
ITO lear Captain Darragh, our
champion and friend
1T is difficult for me, mon
sieur, to express my happiness
and my deep gratitude in the so
cold formality of the written
page.
ALAS, sir, 1t will be still more
difficult to find words for 1t
when again I have the happi-
ness of greeting you in proper
person.
valentine has told you
everything, she warns me, and 1
am, therefore, somewhat at a
loss to know what I should write
to you
yet, 7 know very we'll what
I would write If 1 dare. 1t is
this: that l wish to kpow-al-
though it may not pass the en-
sor-that I am most impatient