The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1924-01-04
CHAPTER VI-Continued.

There were two rather striking sim
gularities about this message, and she
paused to make sure she understood
the implication in 1t before carrying
out Its explicit instructions. 1t was
queer that Joe, with so little time at
his disposal, should propose wasting
any of II driving clear out to her fiat
when the office, which would be right
In his way, would be the natural place
for a talk with her especially on Sun
day afternoon, when it was always
quiet. 1t was not sure to be complete
ly deserted. of course; there was al
ways the chance of an odd craftsman
cleaning up some job or other. And
II, for some reason, Joe didn't want
any one in the organization, outside
herself, to know he'd even been In
town She supposed that must be 1t.
1t was also worth remark that he'd
instructed her to telephone direct to
his chauffeur instead Of transmitting
the message through his apartment,
the natural way to do 1t unless he
wanted to take Beatrice by surprise.
This was familiar form of pleasantly
with him, and she attributed to him no
Interior intention now. He ran the
obvious risk of missing his daughter
altogether-just for the pleasure of |
seeing her start and gasp at the sight |
of him-for she might easily be out, |
somewhere, and not recoverable at the
last minute.
However, there was nothing to do
but follow out Joe's instructions. Her
telephone to the place where George
Burns lived got him on the wire al
mostly instantly. She would have pre-
ferred to find him away from his
clearinghouse so she could call An
son.
The moment she told him who she
WAS and what she wanted he said:
well, Miss Macarthur, that settles It,
I've got to see you at once. Can't
tell you over the telephone. Wait for
me at your fiat"
A few minutes later he came bound
Ing up the stairs.
Miss Greer isn't at home" he told
her at once. "She was out all last
night. Went out to a dinner last night
and then to a beach swimming party"
At Jennie's Mortified stare he impa-
tiently shook his head.
"No, she isn't drowned, or there's
no reason for thinking so. They got
some sort of a message from her late
last night. Couldn't make anything
Of 1t except that she'd be home the
first thing this morning. i asked An
son why he hadn't got more than that
If the party that gave the message $
was drunk. He seemed to think that
was disrespectful and none of my bust I
ness, so he wouldn't say. l guess that I
was it. though. a
''He told me to keep my hands of,
but your message that Mr.. Greer was o
coming in has put us tight up against t
It, and wanted to ask your advice" q
Jennie told him there was only one S
thing to do, to hunt for her at all the p
places where she was used to 20 and &
try and get her home before she Il
reached there with Mr.. Greer. Mean
while she would delay their own ar h
rival at the apartment as long as pos &
sible. $
Joe's train was an hour late and h
when he slipped in alongside of Jennie t
n her own car he upbraided her for o
not letting George come down and get 4
him. He said the long wait served her [
light Then they swung in to long Il
mummy talk about business, Trix, I
Henry Craven and the other personal v
ties in which she knew Joe to be in u
crested. while she fought for time.
Jennie drove as slowly as she dared II
Until a restless movement of Joe's be- n
rsyed his suspicion that this was what II
he was doing; after that she bored $
INTO the dense Sunday traffic like a n
axi-driver. Four or five minutes one
way or the other weren't likely to n
laka much difference, whereas the