Western news and the Libby times. [volume] (Libby, Mont.) 1920-1933, 1932-07-07
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64RuBY M.ARES

/ Jonas shrugged his shoulders and
obeyed He did not really object to the
fog, but he was in no mood to go.
There was a dark spot in his mind
whenever he thought of Donald Rath
bone.
He felt as if, during the past weeks
since he first met her, she had un-
consciously been giving him broken
pieces of a puzzle, which had slowly
and carefully formed themselves into
one, until this morning, he suddenly
realized that it was complete. And it
was Rathbone's face that he saw in
the finished picture
The love Jonas felt for Diana was
the kind of love which Dante had felt
| for Beatrice. He had been content 10
love on his poets dreams of her, ask
ing nothing more for himself than that
he might be allowed to continue to
/ dream.
| But that she should be unhappy was
more than he could endure.
1t was nearly midday before Jonas
reached Rathbone's. The big gates were
wide open-a most unusual thing in his
experience, and as he neared the house
he saw that the front door was wide
open also, regardless of the damp fog
that swirled in.
He drove round to the side door and
got down.
Nobody answered his repeated knock,
and presently he turned the handle and
looked into the kitchen.
Nobody about He set his basket of
eggs and butter down on the table and
had turned to 60 when Hobson, the
chauffeur suddenly appeared.
Jonas looked at him.
Where's everybody he asked He
indicated the basket. I've just brought
that Isn't there anybody about?"
We've got something else to do be-.
sides hang round waiting for you to
CALL" Hobson said tartly. He half
turned to go, then came back.
Which way did you Gomez" he asked
lowering his voice.
Through the village
"Oh--well--you didn't see anything
of our Miss Resale, SUPPOSE"
Miss Resale? No Why"
Why" Hobson echoed with the inn
patience of anxiety Why, because she's
out somewhere, of course. Been out
since nine o'clock tbs morning as far
as we can make out. Not very nice for
young lady to 60 wandering off on
her own morning like this, is it?"
"Alone?" Jonas said.
you mean-she's lost?" Jonas asked
mo, ! don't mean nothing Of the
Sort" Hobson retorted angrily: "You
can't get lost round about here. It's
just the fog that makes it difficult to
find her. If you see anything of her
it 'ud be kindness to let us know
or to bring her back"
"All right" Jonas said briefly He
had turned to 60 when Hobson called
to him again.
Look here" he said more confiden-
tally "You won't open your mouth all
over the village, know, SO I'll tell YOU
Miss Rosalie has been missing ever
since it was light Nobody knows how
she managed to get Quits never hap
pened before, and there'll be hell to
pay if the doctor comes home and she
isn't here"
isn't the doctor at home?"
mo, he isn't, hasn't been home for
two nights, lucky for us, but we've got
to find her before it gets dark, and
that's all there is about it. I've been
out myself since seven-haven't had
any breakfast yet" Hobson grumbled,
trying to hide his anxiety.
IF tell Mr.. Shurey he'll send some
of us along to help" Jonas said. It'll
get dark early to-day, with this fog
hanging about
IF you tell Shurey the whole vii
lage'll know" Hobson said lugubrious-
ly mot but what don't think you're
right The more Of us that looks for
her, the sooner she'll be found"
Have you tried the woods? She
used to go there lot in the summer"
Tried the woods" Hobson said
scornfully. When you can't see your
hand before your face out in the main
road, how do you think you're going
to see in the woods? Not but what it
isn't an idea" he added
Il could find my way through them
in the dark" Jonas said quickly, but
Hobson shook his head.
} What I'm afraid Of is the river he
admitted reluctantly. IT always had a
, wonderful fascination for the poor lady
Sit for hours watching it, she would.
and singing to herself" He broke off