Perth Amboy evening news., 1923-11-07
PERTH AMBoY EVENING NEWS. WEDNESDAY. NOVEMBER 7. 1925.

PERTH
Hope affected establishment at the
question.
why, I always do it this way"
Anita scowled, but seemed unable
to take her eyes off the girl.
Eat your breakfast" she said,
peremptorily, and walking over to
the window stood with her back to
Hope, looking on the rain-soaked
grounds, biting her raw lip in abb
sorbed c~ositation.
Finally she turned, as Hope was
finishing her coffee.
III get your pencil and paper for
YOU"
Hope objected, pushing out her
hands pettishly.
81 never want to see them again"
she said. What would 1 do with
pencil and paper? L have no one to
write to-"
Miss Copley gave her another long
look, a peculiarly sinister one this
time, and left the room.
A little later, DIR. Bristow knocked,
unlocked the door, and came in. He
al tubbed and dressed with his
usual meticulous care, but he had
not been able to o%bliterate the traces
of worry and fatigue. He looked
even more worn and harassed than
Miss Copley.
AS she saw this, Hopes eyes
frightened, her color bloomed.
Good morning, Doctor" she said
bllthley.
Good morning." He stood gazing
at her from under his heavy brows;
the searching, comprehensive glance
of the born diagnostician.
81 was tired last night, but I feel
as fresh as paint this morning. Her
tone was buoyant. Il remember
blithely.
His remarkable eyes pierced her
through and through, an inquisition;
but she bore it unwaveringly.
AT last he forced a smile.
"That's good" he said with an eff
fort at heartiness. what do you
remember"
81 remember going away with that
crazy man. He told me not to go
in to supper, to stay on the porch
and wait for him. Then he took my
arm, and ran down the steps and
jumped into the ar. l took the
chauffeur's place, l don't know why.
1 didn't know I could drive. But !
cam" delightedly. Its as easy as
that" She turned her hand over.
And 1 knew all the roads as we'll
as If I'd been over them hundreds of
times"
He rubbed his chin, still studying
her.
Ibid any one stop your" he asked
so suddenly, that if she had not been
on guard it might have confused
her.
Eyes; two mon. They ran their
car in front of us, and one of them
came back. The crazy man told me
to say, 1 was Miss Copley, L am,
too; Verna Copley. But the strange
man thought L was Anita and gave
me a package. The crazy man
wouldn't let me keep it. He put it
in his pocket, and told me to drive
to the shore.
'Oh, it was fun! He said there
were people after us, and l mustn't
let them get us. And then we heard
some one coming and he told me to
turn off, and we raj into a tree and
were thrown out. / thought he was
dead. But a man on a motorcycle
came along and pulled him from
undcr the ear, and said he would go
for a doctor"
"And what happened then?"
EThe crazy man opened his eyes,
and got up. lie said we must run
to the shore, and find a boat. But
L knew the woods and the house,
and l wanted to stay where we were.
He wouldn't let me. He was rough
and pulled me along. I'm afraid of
the water at night, and l screamed
Then he swore, and let me go"
"You say, you knew that old
house," Bristow's tone was casual,
but very winning.
Yes. l wanted to go in 1t. But
he wouldn't. He called it a trap"
Didn't you live there once?"
81 don't know" Her forehead
creased, as If the effort to recollect
were painfully difficult. But" posi-
lively 81 do know that house some
way. There's a big attic full of
boxes. 1t was nice to play there.
Still l was glad to get home. Only"
lowering her voice, and looking ap-
prehensively toward the door, ,"she
was cross. 1 don't like her. l hate
her. Why don't you send her away,
and let me stay with you?'
She came nearer, coaxing, e%ntreat-
ing, her lips adorably pouted.
you're so wise and kind. 1 like
to be with you. l like to look at you.
You wear such beautiful clothes"
She stroked the sleeve of his coat,
as if it's touch gave her a luxurious
pleasure.
"And your neckties. That's the
loveliest black pearl L ever saw u"
She touched it with her finger, and
bent closer, so near him that her
hair brushed his cheek.
A glorious creature! Bristow's
breath came a little faster. Young,
lovely, rich. How could he have
been so blind, so obtuse to the posi-
bilities of the situation?
And at this moment, Anita Copely
chose to return to the room.
She stood inside the door, glancing
from one to the other. varying emo
lions depicted on her face. Surprise.
Suspicion deepening to comprehen-
sion. And then jealous anger.
Hope laughed gaily and chung TO
his hand. He smilingly released
himself and left, without another
glance at Anita.
you're in love with him" The
girls face was el1shly acute, as she