Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1923-10-05
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MY LADY'S MONEY
An Episode in the Life
s5e of Young Girl
-- ~ ~ y By WiLkie Collins

Observation-Disclosures
name you're afraid to whisper may
appear in the letter. If it does we've
caught our man. Is that forgery, Mr.
Muddlehead Moody? I'll tell YOU
what-if / had lived to be your age
and knew no more of the world than
you do, I'd go and hang myself
Steady! here's our charming friend
with the milk. Remember your in
structions, and don't lose heart If
my notion Of the payment to the
bankers comes to nothing. know
what to do next, in that case-and,
what's more, III take all the risk and
trouble on my own shoulders. o
Lord! I'm afraid I shall be obliged
to drink the milk, now it's come"
With this apprehension in his
mind, he advanced to relieve Isabel
of the jug she carried.
Here's a treat!" he burst out,
with an affectation of joy which
was completely belied by the express
sion OF his dirty face. THAT'S some
thing like!" he said, smacking his
lips with an air of infinite relief.
"l'm homesick already for the SCOT
of my happy childhood and my own
dear native mud. The air here is
too thin for me, and the sky's too
clean; and-O Lord!-when you're
used to the roar of the traffic-the
buses and the cabs and what not
the silence in these parts is down
right awful. I'll wish you godo
evening, miss, and get back to Lon
DON"
Isabel turned to Moody with dis
appointment plainly expressed in
her face and manner.
"Is that all he has to say?" she
asked "You told me he could help
us. You led me to suppose he could
find the guilty person."
Sharon heard her. II could name
the guilty person." he answered, "as
easily, miss, as I could name you. y
why don't you do it, them" lisa.
bel inquired, not very patiently.
She turned away with frown on
her pretty face. Old Sharon followed
here. Even his coarse sensibilities
appeared to feel the irresistible as
tendency of beauty and youth.
II say!" he began, s'we must part
friends, you know, or I shall break
my heart over it. They have got
milk at the farmhouse. Do yor
think they have got pen, ink, ani
paper, too?"
Isabel answered, without turning
to look at him, "Of course they
have"
"And a bit of sealing wax?"
II dare say"
Old Sharon laid his dirty claws
on her shoulder, and forced her to
face him as the best means of shak
ing them off.
"Come along!" he said. II am go
ing to pacify you with some infor
nation in writing"
why should you writer" Isabe
asked, suspiciously.
Because mean to make my owl
conditions, my dear, before lei
you into the secret"
In ten minutes more they were all
three in the farmhouse parlor. OLE
Sharon wrote, enclosed what he hat
written in an envelope, and sealed
it Gin the absence of anything better
fitted for the purpose) with the
mouthpiece of his pipe.
| Nov, miss" he said, you give
me- your word of honor"-he stopped
and looked round at Moody, with 8
grin-"and you give me yours, thai
you won't either Of you break the
seal on this envelope till the expir
alton Of one week from the present
day. There are the conditions, Miss
Isabel, on which I'll give you your
information. If you stop to dispute
me, the candies alight, and I'll
burn the letter."
1t was useless 10 contend with
him. Isabel and Moody gave him
the promise that he required. He
handed the sealed envelope to Isabel
with low bow. when the weeks
out" he said, you will own I'm 6
cleverer fellow than you think me
now. Wish you good evening, miss
Come along, PIGGY! Farewell to the
horrid, clean country and back
again to the nice London stink"