The Raymer enterprise., 1923-08-09
THE TIMID JANEY
sy JANE GORDON
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"You will not be afraid" they said
to Janey as they left her alone In the
big silent house. Stephen fingered.
II hate to leave YOU" he regretted,
and sighed YEARLY.
TITS that everlasting business. In
terfering even with my pleasure In
your visit. The Office men will moi
work overtime-so have to-"
Janey reached up to help her fance
On with his fur coat. "Is the revolt
as bad as every she asked.
Worse" Stephen Ware told her.
There are two or three men among
the workers who are Arebrands. 1t
taxes all my diplomacy to deal with
them"
Mrs. Ware turned back to chide her
son. III you are going to drop us at
the reception, Stephen, you will have
to hurry. The car u at the door
You will not be afraid. Janvr' she
repeated her question. Il am sorry
this sudden cold Of yours prevents you
from going with uA"
Janey, the guest Of her flances
mother, lied bravely. "Oh, shall not
be afraid" she said
The auto rolled out Of the drive.
Janey, humming In an assurance
which she did not feel, went back to
the comfortable chair by the fire
place and endeayored to become In.
terested In the book which Stephen
had told her would make her forget
her solitary condition.
Annoyed at her own cowardice,
Janey sat up to listen. Eleven o'clock
The book dropped from her grasp.
Smiling. she reclaimed It, pausing be-
fore resuming her reading to adjust
her hair before panel mirror against
the wall opposite.
A man, back In the shadows Of the
music room paused too, breathlessly.
He was broad young man with a
cap pulled down over his eyes
watching the girls every movement.
The man crept toward the impress
sive dining room. Its buffet was laden
with costly silver; the silver candle
sticks at either end bore the WARE"
monogram. He advanced toward the
sifver-llned buffet. Then, threaten
ingly, he swung around. The hereto
fore absorbed young woman was rising
to her feet. Through the curtained
doorway the burglar watched her
move toward the telephone.
She seated herself 10 composedly
before the telephone stand that the
man hesitated.
Janey gave number. TAXI serv-
Ice" she explained to central. The
burglar waited. his threatening re-
volver In his hand.
Yes. please" the girls voice was
saying. y would like to be called for
at once. l am going on to dance
after the reception. Have Just de-
cided to 80. Hurry over at once. to
48 Park lanes Park lane--in dve
ninutes7 All right"
Joe Cant drew back against the wall
as she passed him on her way to a
clothes closet which opened from the
living room. She found there an opera
cloak and a small hat which she ad-
justed. sitting down, then, to await
the expected taxi.
Joe decided to walt too, until she
should be gone. Then the house to
himself-Stephen Wares house-to
plunder.
She would have to pass this cur
tanned recess On her way to the door.
Joe moved stealthily toward the din
ing room; he looked back--and en-
countered the girls eyes in the panel
mirror. Something In her gaze told
him that she had discovered him In
that manner q short time previously.
Boldly he stepped out into the light.
Il don't think" he said quietly,
that l will let you 60. You've been
too clever. Your taxi man can ring.
He won't ring" Janey heard her
self coolly answering. "The man will
force entrance. for It was not q taxi
that l called, but the police"
The burglar came forward menaclng.
ly. Il heard you say" he muttered.
you heard me-" she explained.
when I covered the telephone mouth
piece. You also heard me when asked
the police to hurry over at once-ln
i've minutes. They knew what that
meant. l think l hear them now. 1t
will make It harder for you," Janey
hastily added, ITO be found with that
plstol.p
The burglar stared at her. his at
titude quickly changing.
You've got to let me out Of here"
he demanded, Il did not come Of my
own account. l was sent by our so
ciety. We work for stephen Ware.
and he gets rich out Of our labor. We
wanted to take from him some Of our
earnings-let him see how It feels to
be robbed. I've got mother who will
60 crasy when she reads this, in the
paper-an' I've got sisters at school.
I'm telling you the truth"
"Then," Janey said. you are one Of
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