Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1929-04-10
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By 'J.JEFFERsoN FARJEoN NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
By JEFFERSON FARJEoN


to unwind the mile they had just
walked.
They had taken Is minutes to
reach the ar. They took two to
get back. At the gate Of Coomber
House, they stopped, and Rupert
sprang out.
What are you going to do?" ask
ed Charlie, instinctinVely lowering
his voice.
Find out whether Brown still
wants to sleep in q she'd" replied
Rupert. I'VE ought to give him one
more chance Of a comfortable bed
especially as It's now quite certain
the girl isn't In the house"
Bet he doesn't come" murrnur-
ed Charlie.
Rupert passed through the gate,
and tiptoed to the shed. A snore
greeted him. One Of the sentries
slept.
But the other was wide awake,
and advanced to the entrance as
Rupert drew UP.
You've found your car, then"
said Brown 4 heard you coming"
Yes, It's outside" replied Rupert.
Want to come along IN it?"
NO, thanks"
Think again Our lady isn't tn
the house"
aEo-y - votr Lrou75sr
Because We found a lady's glove
button in the a r 1t was she who
went off with it. So what's the good
OF waitIng?"
Brown hesitated. He was i'm
pressed by the news. a coraforta-
BILE bed at an inn had It's advan-
tages. But, Just suppose ...2
He shook his head.
She may come back" ne said,
slowly. I'll stay"
Right" said Rupert, and held out
a packet. Here's a bit Of supper.
The rest of the sandwiches. And
here's a fresh box OF matches, too.
You may need EN- Good night.
Well put I'D at the nearest inn that
can take us, and pay you An early
visit in the morning.
That's the idea," nodded Brown.
Good night
Then Rupert smiled, in a friendly
fashion, and departed. And Brown
listened to the departing car, and
swore that he wasn't afraid.
The clock in the distance struck
III as he slipped the box OF matches
into his pocket and opened the
packet Of sandwiches. "A few feet
away from him, Ted snored, wit
click. If there was n thing
Brown hated, it was a click. He
sat in the entrance to the shed, as
far from the clicker as he could, and
munched. He wasn't in the least
hungry. He was too full Of emo
ton. But he thought it wise to stoke
up, and he forced three sandwiches
down his rebellious throat.
But as he raised the fourth sand
wich for its second bite, 1t remained
suspended in the air. IT was not
destined q second time to reach his
open mouth. A light had appeared
once more in the empty house.
1t is not only when you are
drowning that your past life rises
before you. Other poignant mo-
ments can produce the same effect,
such as a light at IL p. m. in an
empty house; and although Brown
had vaguely desired that light, or
some similar manifestation to in
cite his dormant ancestral spirit, he
passed now through a very bad mo-
ment.
During that moment he said
goodbye to several pleasant menu
cries. He recalled a party at which,
when seven years old, he had kissed
q girl of nine. He recalled the day
he had got his job. He recalled a
score of 27 not out. He recalled his
mother, with peculiar vividness. She
had been dead a long while, as soon
HE would be; and when Brown was
dead, of course he would not be able
10 think any more Of all these
things. That was Why 10 had to