Perth Amboy evening news., 1923-10-23

| Miss Copley has come out and is
looking for you" He slouched back
on the bench, looking more bored
and gloomily abstracted than ever.
The nurse crossed the lawn swift
ly, her face darkening as she caught
sight of the Two on the rustic seat.
"Vernam she called. ''Verna!"
There was an anxiety bordering on
I panic in her harsh, unmodulated
voice.
The girl did not respond at once.
Then she started and looked about
her, as If she had just returned from
a far country and the present sur
roundings were unfamiliar. But at
another "Vernan' she rose obedient-
ly and held out the notebook and
renoil.
'Look,' she said, "sea all I've
written. He," with Il gesture to-
ward Kelsey gave me the book and
pencil"
How nice" The nurse was COM
posed again. "Now give them back
to him dear, and come in the house,
have a hat I want you to try on"
CHAPTER TX
Juarez Charlie was beginning to
feel oppressed and uneasy. Three
days had passed since the hat was
taken out of Rangers car and there
had been no succeeding develop
ments. Again and again he had ex-
plored the struggling neighborhood
where he lived, searching each
fence post and boarding for another
of those cabalistic communications,
but without results.
On the fourth morning as after
another fruitless hunt, he brought
out the motorcycle which Ranger
had insisted on his accepting in or
der to facilitate his movements, and
prepared to start for town, he had
the air of discredited prophet who
has lost honor even with himself
As he drew up before the entrance
to Lorings office the outer guard to
whom he was now a familiar figure
waved him along toward the office
with the jocular announcement that
the boss had been just on the point
of sending out a general alarm for
him.
Glumly he pushed up the corridor
and opened the office door; then
stopped short on the threshold and
began awkwardly to back away.
Inside, Ranger and Eustace Highly,
the attorney, were in earnest discus
sion over a letter which Highly held
in his hand; while over by the win
dow stood Mrs. Ranger intently
studying a photograph.
The slight noise made by Charles
intrusion and his mumbled apologies
for laundering into a family group
reused the three from their preoc
cupation; and Ranger, stepping
quickly over, caught the retreating
Juarez by the arm and drew him
into the room.
ITS come, Charlie!" His eyes were
shining. Just as you said it would
old boy. A photograph and the de-
mand for money. Found them on
my desk when we came back from
lunch
He pulled Charlie across the room
to his wife.
MARY Lou, this is Charlie"
She dragged her gaze from the
snapshot and held the picture up
for him to see.
ITS the hat all right" He tried
to throw some enthusiasm into his
voice; but this atmosphere of jubi-
lation left him feeling dry and
meager. 1t was, as he told himself
too darned premature. Charlie had
his superstitions.
YES: and It's Hope, too" Ranger
declared. 1--WE couldn't be fooled on
that point"
"oh, yes; 1t is certainly Hope"
Mrs. Rangers voice trembled with
emotion. How can we ever thank
you, Mr." She hesitated, flushing
family. She felt that she ought to
know his name and vet she could
not remember ever having heard her
husband use it. She compromised
hastily on, "Mr. Juarez."
"I'm mighty glad to have the
chance of meeting you, too, Mr.
Juarez." Highly held out his hand
you've been the sole person to