Perth Amboy evening news., 1922-08-07
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Bill was silent, wondering how to
! put in words thoughts which had
never formed themselves very def
nitely in his own mind. Seeing his
hesitation, Antony said:
Il ought to have warned you that
nothing that you say will be taken
down by the reporters, so you
needn't bother about a split ininitive
or two. Talk about anything you
like. how you like"
well Mark fancies himself at
arranging things. He arranges
things, and it's understood that the
guests fall in with the arrangement.
Arranging things for you?"
Eyes. OF course, it's a delightful
house and opportunities for every
game or sport that's ever been in
vented. But with it all, Tony, there's
a faint sort of feeling that-well,
you've got to do as you're told"
How do you mean?"
Hes a devil for taking offense.
That Miss Norris-did you see her?
she's done for herself. l don't
mind betting what you like that she
never comes here again"
"Why?"
Bill laughed to himself.
1--WE were all in it. really-at least
Betty and l were. There's supposed
to be a ghost attached to the house.
Lady Anne Patten. Ever heard of
her?"
mark told us about her at dinner
one night. He rather liked the idea
of there being a ghost in his house,
you know; except hat he doesn't be-
lieve in ghosts. l think he wanted
all of us to believe in her, and yet he
was annoyed with Betty and Mrs
Calladine for believing in ghosts a
all. Rum chap. Well, anyhow, Mis-!
Norris-she's an actress, some &C
tress too-dressed up as the ghosf
and played the fool a bit. And pool
Mark was frightened out of his life
Just for a moment, you know"
"Where did the ghost APPEAR"
Down by the bowling-green
That's supposed to be its haunts'
WAS Mark very angry after
ward?"
ooh, Lord, yes. sulked for a
whole day. He got over the gen
orally does. He's just like a child.
That's really it, Tony; he's like a
child in some ways AS a matter
of fact. he was unusually bucked
with himself this morning."
SIS he generally in form?"
Hes quite good company, you
know, if you take him the right way.
He's rather vain and childish-well,
like I've been telling you-and self
important; but quite amusing in his
way, and" Bill broke off suddenly.
81 say, you know, it really is the
limit, talking about your host ike
this"
Don't think of him as your host,
Think of him as a suspected muir
derer with a warrant out against
him"
"Oh! but that's all rot, you know
ITS the fact, Bill"
Eyes, but I mean, he didn't do 1t,
He wouldn't murder anybody. It's q
funny thing to say, but-well, he's
not big enough for it."
Suppose it was an accident, as
! Cayley says. would he lost his head
and u away?"
Bill considered for a moment.
Eyes, I really think he might. you
know. He nearly ran away when
he saw the ghost"
"Well, now" said Antony, "whai
about Cayley?"
"How do you mean, what about
him."
81 want to see him. I can SEE
Mark perfectly, thanks to you, Bill
You were wonderful. Now LETT
have Cayley's character. Gayle!
from within"
Bill laughed in pleased embarrass
ment and protested that he was no
a blooming novelist.
Besides" he added. mark
easy. Cayley's one of these heavy
quiet people, who might be thinking
about anything. Mark gives him
self away Ugy' black-iawe'
some women like that type o
%ugliness."
Eyes, that's true. Between our
selves, l think there's one here VIII
does. Rather a pretty girl at jail
lands"-he waved his left hand
down that way"
Whats Jallands?"
"It's a country cottage belonging
to a widow called Norbury. Mari
and Cayley used to go there a goo
deal together. Miss Norbury-th
girl-has been here once OF twic
for tennis; seemed to prefer Gayle
/ to the rest of us. But of course h
hadn't much time for that sort O
thing"
What sort of thing?"
/ Wdlklnh ABOUT Win a pretty Bi
and asking her if she's been to an
theatres lately. He nearly Away
had something to do"
Mark kept him busy?"
Eyes. Mark never seemed quit
happy unless he had Cayley doin
something for him. He was quit
lost and helpless without him. And
funnily enough. Cayley seemed los
without Mark"
"He was fond of him?"
eyes, l should say so. In a pro
tective kind of way. He'd size Mar
up. of course-his vanity, his self
importance, his amateurishness an
all the rest of it-but he liked look
ing after him. And he knew how t
manage him."
i They reached the inn. and Anton
went upstairs to his room. He re
turned his brushes to his bas