The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1935-10-18
CHAPTER V-Continued


Therefore, very different Marcia
Howe responded to Stanley Heath's
summons.
She was now all. gentleness, friend
Illness, and shyly penitent.
Stanley, again master of himself,
welcomed her with amazement. Could
man ever fathom a woman's moods, he
asked himself? Why this chastenel
and distractingly adorable Marcia?
Well, if he could not fathom her, he
at least was grateful for her under
standing.
Nevertheless he did mentally observe
he had not dreamed her to be so many
sided or credited her with 1.-THE the
destinations he had so unexpectedly
discovered her to possess.
Here I am, Mr.. Heath. What can
do for your" was her greeting.
This time she did not hesitate, but
went directly to the chair beside his
bed and sat down. He smiled and,
meeting his eyes, she smiled back.
This was better. Heath sighed sigh
of relief.
"I've been thinking, since you went
down stairs, about Currier. He ought
to arrive late tonight or early tomor-
row morning. He will start the mo-
ment he gets my wire. Although he
will not know in which house 1 am
quartered, he will have the wit to
inquire, for he has more than the ordi-
nary quota of brains. l don't know
have him leave the car in the village
and after he has delivered over the
clothing he is to bring, he can take
the noon train back to New York, car
rying the jewels with him."
II see," nodded Marcia.
She did not see. Nevertheless she
heartily welcomed the intelligence
that the jewels with their damning evil
dence, if evidence it was, were to be
removed from the house. The sooner
they were out Of the way the better.
If they we're not damning evidence
they at least were a great RESPONSE
bility.
Suppose something were to happen
to them? Suppose somebody suspected
they were in the house?
$780," continued Stanley Heath, 81
think sometime today when you have
a good opportunity you'd better get
the case and bring it up here. shall
then have it here in my room and can
hand it over to Currier without any
trouble"
ell go fetch it now. Sylvia has
gone to the village and this is a splen-
did chance" cried Marcia.
"Fine!"
'I'l be right back"
He heard her speed down the stairs
and listened to her step in the room
below.
Then there was silence.
A few moments later she came rae
ing back, white and GREATNESS.
They're gone!" she cried. "The
place is empty! The jewels are not
therew
Her terror and the fear lest her
pallor foreshadowed collapse produced
in Heath that artificial calm one some
times sees when strong nature reins
itself in and calls upon it's reserve
control.
The man thought only of how to
quiet her. Reaching out, he touched
her hair.
"Hush, Marcia. The jewels will be
found. Don't give way like this. l
cannot bear to see you. The whole
lot of them are not worth your tears"
"But you left them in my care. 1t
was I who suggested where to hide
Them" she moaned.
Il know. And it was a splendid
idea, too. / could not let that sheriff
of yours peel off my clothes and find
the diamonds on me. He isn't a man
of sufficient imagination-Or perhaps
he is one of far too much. | am not
blaming y0u-not in the least. We did
the best we could in the emergency.
If things have gone wrong, it is no
fault Of yours"