The Holly chieftain., 1924-03-13
CHAPTER vI-continued.


There were two rather striking sin
Kuiarities about this message, and she
paused to make sure she understood
the Implication in it before carrying
out Its explicit instructions. 1t was
queer that Joe, with so little time at
his disposal. should propose wasting
any of 1t driving clear out to her fiat
when the office, which would be right
in his way, would be the natural place
for talk with her especially on Sun
day afternoon, when it was always
quiet. II 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 It,
1t was also worth remark that he'd
instructed her to telephone direct to
bis chauffeur instead of Transmitting
tho message through his apartment,
the natural way to do it unless he
wanted to take Beatrice by surprise.
This was II familiar form of pleasantly
with him. and she attributed to him no
Interior intention now. He ran the
obvious risk of missing his daughter
aitogether-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 ut 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
boarding g-house 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 ut your flnt."
A few minutes later he came bound
ing mp the stairs.
Miss Greer isn't at home" he told
her at once "She was out all last
night. Went out to dinner last night
and then TO n 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 Il message from her late
last night. Couldn't make anything
of 1t except that she'd be home the
nrst thing this morning. l asked An
son why he hadn't got more than that
If the party that gaze the message
wns drunk. He seemed to think that
was disrespectful and none of my bust
ness SO he wouldn't say. guess that
was it, though.
He told me to keep my hands off,
but your message that Mr.. Greer was
coming in has put us tight up against
1t, and | wanted to ask your advice"
Jennie told him there was only one
thing to do, to hunt for her at all the
places where she was used to go and
try and get her home before she
reached there with Mr. Greer. Mean
while she would delay their own ar
rival at the apartment as long as pos.
sibie.
joe's train was IN hour late and
when he Slipped in alongside of Jennie
in her own car he upbraided her for
not letting George come down and get
him. He said the long wait served her
right Then they swung in to long
chummy talk about business, Trix
Henry Craven and the other personal.
tiles in which she knew Joe to be in
terested, while she fought for time.
Jennie drove as slowly us she duret
until restless movement Of .Ioes he
trayed his suspicion that this was whar
she was doing; after that she boret
Into the dense Sunday traffic like
taIi-driver. Four or five minutes on,
way or the other weren't likely t,
make much difference, whereas th,