Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1929-09-20

A Captive at !
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By DUFoRD JENNIE \

LIN hSdu Cdreldher VI Ier lulucI .
L four thousand acre country estate
was ushered into the library. Phyllis
stared at him as he came in. One
Of his Irish eyes was black, and he
looked bit battered.
"Why, Tim, you look somewhat the
worse for wearl" she exclaimed.
He grunted. ave caught chap 60
ing through the dell, and 1t took three
of us to handle him. I've got him
locked up, and l thought you might
tell us what to do with him." he said
bluntly.
Phyllis smiled. She knew her father
had given orders that any tfespasser
on his grounds was to be handled
trough" but her curiosity was aroused.
She made up her mind that she would
like to see the man.
A few minutes later she looked up
from her book. She saw standing be-
side Tim disreputable figure so far
as torn clothes were concerned. at
must have been battle royal" Phyllis
told herself. The captured man looked
at her with cold eyes. He was slight
In physique, but she was enough Of
an outdoor girl herself to know the
power that might be hidden in the
finely proportional frame. Then 1t
dawned upon her that he was hand
some. She made up her mind that he
was interesting enough to help her
pass few minutes.
gfT aoya him NTH MO nNty, III oaa
II can handle him." she suggested.
Tim looked highly doubtful, but he
went out, and she motioned the cap
tive to a chair.
He sat down with the ease and
grace of men whose muscles are I'M
der full control.
"What do you mean by invading
grounds that are private?" she asked
cOldly.
He looked at her with his dark,
direct gaze. II had what 1 thought
were good reasons, my lady, which I
did not give when your roughnecks
appeared, and which I do not care to
give now"
''Is that so2" she demanded bit
nettled with the "my lady" and his
air of command.
ut seems to be-" he answered calm
ly.
81 happen to be Mr.. Wellington's
daughter, and Just now am in author
ity here. Perhaps you don't know that
our men are legal cQlstables, and that
you may land in jail for this" she
threatened.
He looked her over coolly. "You and
your dad are samples Of the kind Of
people l don't like"
"You are frank !" she interrupted.
II can be franker," he said mildly.
were giving families a good living and
then you turn them into n playground
for you and your useless crowd"
I'VE paid for them" she retorted
feeling the crimson come to her cheeks.
She saw his eyes change as he
watched her cheeks. But he went on /;
"And then you close road that the
people in the village have been using
for years to get down to the lake to
fish. No wonder you have to keep
three gunner to protect your pre-
cious acresl !" he said with finality.
"You are almost insultlngW she said
angrlly.
"The truth is never insulting" he
replied mildly.
at was my intention to release you,
but think I'll keep you until my IA
ther arrives" she announced and at
the same time heard some inner whls-
per- "You want to keep him."
"Suit yourself, princess" he said.
"I'll have chance to tell your father
what think Of him."
Just who are your she demanded
suddenly.
She saw him start. "Are you inter.
ested In mef" he asked, amused
She blushed In spite Of herself. "You
can be hateful-and-and I do rather,
want to be nice to you"
The door opened, and tall man OF
aristOcratlc bearing entered. He stared
at them, and Phyllis promptly ex-
planned the situation. Mr.. Wellington
looked uncomfortable. He asked for
the captured mans name, and got 1t
Norman Hazen."
The older man started. "Are you my
old friend Bill Hazen's SOM"
The other smiled Eyes, he's up here
on business deal and Is planning to
buy some property on the lake. | came
to the village last night, took walk,
and young setter have got onto
your grounds and had something of |
mlx-up with your guards"
Wellington nodded. "Tim thinks you |
are some prize6ghter. I'm sorry about |
It-guess better ease up on keeping
people out"
II favor 1t. / know the people In |
the village are sore. have been ad-
vlslng Miss Wellington on that"
swell, think you are right. I wish |
you would come back to dinner. I'll |
drive you down to the village" Mr..
Wellington said. II want TO make some |
amends"
IL think I'll drive him down, Dad, |
II he doesn't object" Phyllis an
nounced. Il have been pretty mean
to him."
The dark eyes looked into hers, and
said very plainly: II like you, and I
think I'm going to like you more and
morei" And her brown eyes said very
plainly: II know like you-and I'm
going to like you more and more"
The older man, not being able to |
read meanings I'm the eyes OF youth,