Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1926-09-19
Mysterious Sweetheart
BY ELLA WISTER HAINES
(Copyright. 1e26.l

to locate them in the morning at one
of their institutions. I'm sorry that
I should have overlooked that detail.
The disappearance of that foreign cou-
pie drove everything else out OF my
| mind" 80.
what are you going to do with
their baggage?" Paul asked, his tiny
ray of comfort growing DINNER at the
! loss of the Salvationists.
1.-THE station master will take care
of 1t for the present, and II we can 90
anything further to assist you, gentle
men, don't hesitate to call upon us.
I'm exceedingly sorry, Mr.. Reynolds.
he paused, fixing his keen eyes upon
Paul, but may I suggest that you
try to put this unfortunate affair out
of your mind? A railroad man sees
good deal of the back waters of life.
if you'll excuse the expression. I be-
lieve I'd steer clear Of these tragedy
actors"
Actors! You think they are that?
Then why"
II am sure they are actors, and, in
addition, they have the secret service
upon their trail. might add that
the girl could easily have gone with
you instead of with the Italian had
she really wanted to be free of him.
No, there il something we don't un.
derstand, but are powerless to pre-
vent. Let 1t go at that, Mr.. Reynolds.
you'll be glad in the end"
There was nothing further to be
gained in the depot, so the two young
men gathered up their belongings and
found a taxi, directing the driver to
Franks club.
II wish we had the nerve to go
around to the different Salvation
Army headquarters tonight" Paul
said, half hesitatingly; do you think
we could stretch point, Frank"
Their hotel Is the only place that
would be open," Frank replied, firmly.
These officers had several minutes
start Of us and have probably already
gone to bed. We should only embar-
rass them by intruding at this hour.
even If we knew where they went.
think our best bet Is to get to the club
and telephone Mrs. Reynolds at Santa
Barbara, for that will settle the tele
gram business, at least. She won't
mind our calling her at night and
there Is no time to be lost in running
Walter down"
Gaines was confident Walter would
be back in town in few days." said
Paul, glad to talk of anything that
would serve to divert the growing
acne IN MS nearL, Wnlle TO nlmSel1 ne
repeated again and again: 1--WE lost
Carolita. I've lost her, I've lost herr
The words were being tattooed into
his heart with drops of blood. and
Frank, quick to understand his mis-.
cry, tried to divert his thoughts.
Yes, but what's Walter up TOT"
Frank, I feel it in my bones that
Carolita is mixed up in this intrigue
against fathers estate. I can't help
it," His voice trailed off, lost in
thought.
Lets get in touch with your step.
mother" Frank counseled.
1--WE might make a round Of the
movie studios to see II we can get any
trace of her." Paul continued. He
was abiding to Carolita, and Frank
understood.
I'VE can try that after we've found
the Salvationists. Plenty Of time to.
morrow. Try to get hold of yourself.
Sorry it's gone SO Deep" His hand
closed over Pauls in a warm clasp,
which was returned with equal feel
ing
"Deep?" he said, slowly. Eyes, as
| deep as anything can ever CO."
"She was very pretty" Frank