The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-09-30

cidental contact. "Cherry phoned
me at two that she was sick, couldn't
come with me this afternoon. She
wouldn't let me come over even for a
few minutes, SO suppose she's feel
ing pretty badly. Is it anything
serious? I admit I've been rather
worried. Her voice sounded odd"
"She--she seemed all right when
I left ct eleven" Faith said slowly.
her mind racing TO- grapple with
whatever this might mean.
That packed and locked suitcase!
As she studied the worried. sincere
face Of the man lQunging against the
car, she realized that, all day. in the
back of her mind, had been the
suspicion that that packed suitcase
had meant that Cherry was planning
to elope with Bob Hathaway. And
here was Bob---alone-
"But l remember now" she went
on rapidly, "that she seemed list
less. tired. suppose it's nothing
more than bad headache. you'll
pardon me for stopping you like q
traffic cop, won't you" she smiled
reassuriugly. but her heart was beat
ing heavily with dreadful forebod-
ings.
When they were saying goodby,
Faith. stopped him on q sudden in,-
pulse. "You might telephone in
about half an hour, Bob, If it's con-
venient, and il you're really worried
about Cherry. Ask for me, il you
cali, and can give any message to
Cherry. II she isn't sleeping her
headache away"
II wasn't going anywhere in par
ticular," Bob Hathaway told her. II
think I'll drive on back to the city.
III call yon up from my house when
4 think you've had time to get home.
Maybe she'll let me come over this
evening""
when Georges car was again
headed toward town, Faith tried to
talk cheerfully,. to keep; him from
suspecting the very real worry that
was gnawinn at her heart
But she was TO find that she had
not entirely succeeded in throwing
him off the track, for when he let
her out at her house. he gripped her
hand hard, with the low-spoken seri-
Gus words: "Call me II you need me
fcr-for anything! I'll be at home
all evening"
Thanks, George everything"
she answered simply. then ran. up
the graveled path to the house.
She found her mother and father
in the living room, looking warm
and uncomfortable and bored In their
Sunday clothes.
where's Cherry9 In her room?"
she asked breathlessly.
why, no. she's out with Bob
Hathaway" her mother answered
R.nAEs,11.. MN> ,,>ne. o. An~ AAAA
settin' around all day, with nobody
"When did she leavef" Faith per-
my land! I don't know exactly!
after dinner, and when we woke up
she was gone. I don't know what
you're 90 flustessd shout You
knowsd she had date with Bob"
Without replying, Faith hurried
dresser drawers, glanced 1nto the
closet. and then, her worst fears con-
firmed. ran through the house to the
back yard. Without her suitcase she
couldn't get far-Then. the girl
was brought UP with . jerk, Juniors
car was gone. And he he'd said he
was not going. to use it, was going to
be out with Fay Allen In her coupe
I, She had just reached the Allen
homo BY telephone when her father
called out:
Here's = lady to sec Cherry,
Faith. Maybe you'd better talk to
ssHsllo, hsllo!" Faith shook the re-
ceiver hook impattsntly. This IS
Jimmy Lane there7 He and Fay are
out in her car, you say! You're
sure, Mrs. Allen1 Thank you, I'm
sorry to have troubled you. When
Jimmy comes in, will You ask him
to call me. please Yes, it's inn
portant."
She hurried into the living room,
wondering who the stranger could
be who had come, unlimited and UNI
expected to zee Cherry.
A thin. faded, tremulous little wo.
man in shabby clothes that tried
pathetically ~ 10 smart. tosk = hest.
tating step toward Faith.
.I'mEastnlIy, .acarto insrade."
to see Misc. Cistsy IAne today You
see" and her eysas were suddenly
suffuSed with rieateAus anger that
gave her slight, insignificant body =
temporary dignity. I'm Mrs. Ettle-