Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1928-06-12
LOVE

l"It isn't exactly what we've talked
about, Stella. However. Ill be al the
Coventry station at six-thirty."
So much was she committed 10.
She went cut to the street and stood
for a time gazing idly at the posters
in the window that announced the
various activities Of the village. The
knights Of Columbus were holding
en- athletic meet. The Unitarian
church a strawberry festival. Such
small matters. Shed have to do
something between now and six
o'clock. Something active. She found
herself wondering il Homer knew the
details of that curious transaction Of
Henry Harker's. IT. might have a
hearing on the case. Amy small fact
might. Perhaps she ought 70 run
out there and tell him. In New
York she'd have gone to him with
out a thought. But here in the viii
lage it might look odd. His neigh
bors would note that she'd called.
They might wonder. So might he.
There was the telephone, Of course.
But The telephone wasn't always safe.
The plain fact was, she wanted 10
see him. Ii was an urge. She tried
10 tell herself that she was an emo
tional fool.
Martha was on her mind. And the
home that apparently couldn't Be
held together. Her mother. and the
cvasions that couldn't be got around.
Her father, whose spirit dwelt in
little day-by-day experiences and
who patiently. gently, lived through
toward . nothing. They'd never
understand Ernest. Never in the
world. II was a fool" she thought,
ito undertake this job. "Ill never he
ahle to stick at home. Bound to
be some sort OF clash, sooner or lat
er. If only | could he surer Of my
self Just to be honestly. hopeless
~ in love with Ernest would be q
relief. Anything that you can do
whole-heartediy Is right. wish Id
stayed in New York." Her eyes
filled.
She got into the Ford and drove.
in unhappy. fatalistic mood. Ia the
Pews. Mrs. Carver said she thought
Homer would see her. In a moment
and once again, in that quantity old
fashioned room. she found her spirit
hushed by the sense OF the past.
Homer got UP from the couch.
And another man rose. Mr.. Wilbra-
ham.
Its good Of you to look in on
me-" said Homer. The bandage was
gone, but there was a strip Of plas-
ter o. his forehead. She looked at
the bruised face.
Still got my war. paint on" he
added. with a grave smile. How are
things with you. Stella? ,"
please lie down again. said she.
oh, no.. I'm perfectly sound
is there any trace Of those mca?r
mo. My notion il that they're
rretty sure Of their protection in this
county. or they'd never have gone AZ
me so 0 o after the murder. /
don't know what Mr.. Wilbraham
thinks. He's not long on converse
ton. But ! rather think he agrees
with me-"
Its rather a tricky situation.
Fact is, we don't know enough
Thus the detective, non-committally.
mot yet"
II came over because Of something
ny father told me this noon. /
dont know that II means anything,
but !" And she related the
Aarker incident.
"We didn't have quite all OF that"
said Wilbraham. "Eut on the other
fand, we have a little more. Be
fore 70 into it, Miss Bagot, I might
say that, as | understand it, you are
working with us"
I'm so far as ! can be of any use.''
You understand that a single
careless word might undo my work
II can see that"
"You are planning TO have a talk
with Mr.. Harmer. l suppose, in the
course Of preparing your article"
"Yes."
well l think l will tell YOU
beth a little. The knowledge NAV
relp you, and may possibly help the
case. Simply remember that you
mustn't appear 10 know anything OF
this. Henry Harker's five hundred
dollars. the option money, came from
Joe Harmer."
"You don't mean" began Homer
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