The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1935-10-11


cold. Nothing serious. Home soon
Love. Stanley.n
Got that?'
"Yes." se
Had something gone out of he1
voice? The. monosyllable was fiat
colorless. Heath looked at her. Even
her expression was different-or did
he merely imagine it?
Perhaps 1 would better just glance
over the message before you send it
simply to make sure it's right"
"Let me copy it first" she objected
"Copy it? Nonsense! What for;
Nobody's going to see it."
He reached for the paper.
Still she withheld it.
"What's the trouble?"
SIT isn't written well enough. I'd
rather copy it."
"Why?"
tits wobbly. EI-perhaps my
hands were cold"
you're not chilly?"
"No-oh, no."
IF the room is cool you mustn't stay
here"
1T isn't. I'm not cold at ALL"
"Will you let me take the telegram
She placed it in his hand.
at is shaky. However, that's of no
consequence, since you are to phone
Western Union. Now, If you truly
are not cold, I'd like to dictate a sec
ond wire"
"All right"
''This one is for Currier," he said.
"Mr. James Currier, The Biltmore,
New York City. Safe on Cape with
My Lady. Shall return with her later.
Motor here at once, bringing whatever
l need for indefinite stay.
STANLEY G. Heath"
SCOT that?"
so. H." nodded Marcia.
This time, without hesitation, she
passed him the paper.
tThis, 1 see, is your normal hand
writing" he commented as he placed
the messages side by side.
Taking up the sheets, he studied
them with interest.
Hadn't l better go and get off the
messages?" suggested Marcia, rising
nervously. "The station might be
closed. Often it is, at noontime."
at doesn't matter If they don't go
until afternoon"
"But there might be some Slip"
He glanced at her with his keen
eyes.
whats the matter"
"Matter?"
"Yes, with you? All of a sudden
you've turned easterly."
"Have II" Lightly, she laughed.
81 probably have caught the habit from
the sea. Environment does influence
character, psychologists say"
Nevertheless, you are not fickle."
"How do you know? You know an
amazing amount about me, seems to
me, considering the length of our ac-
quaintance," she observed with a tan
talizing smile.
81 do" was the grim retort. II know
more than you think-more, perhaps
than you know yourself. Shall hold
the betraying mirror up before your"
1.-THE mirror of truth? God forbid
Who of us would dare face it?" she
protested, still smiling but with gen.
uine alarm. Nov do let me run along
and send off the messages. I must not
loiter here talking. You are forgetting
that you're i'll. The next you know
your temperature will go Np and Doc
tor Stetson will blame, me-"
MY temperature has gone up"
growled Stanley Heath, turning his
back on her and burying his face. in
the pillow with the loneliness of a
small boy.
Sylvia, meanwhile, had heard Stanley
Heath call Marcia and hailed her
aunt's departure from the kitchen as
the opportunity for which she had so
anxiously been waiting.
No sooner was the elder woman up
stairs and out of earshot than she tip
toed from her room, the monogrammed
handkerchief in her pocket.
She had pried out the brick and had
the jewel-case In her hand, wrapped
and ready for its return when CONVEX
sation overhead suddenly ceased and
she heard Marcia pass through the hall
and start down stairs.
Sylvia gasped. There was no chance
70 put the package back and replaces