The Washington times., 1937-01-19
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By LLOYD G. DOUGLAS

Gated affair" he began ponder
ously. "Of course you've been laid
I'D and haven't seen the evening
papers. There was terrific crash
in the stock market today. The
whole town is shocked. This man
Dexter appears to have been
cleaned out, along with half
million other Weu-to-dos. Lost his
shirt. That-on top Of this acci-
dent at the hospital-or this on
top of that-was a little too much
for him. So he pushed off, this
afternoon, about five. Not very
neat job. Didn't know his anat-
omy in the cardiac zone. Lived
for a couple of hours
Ted looked after him" inter
jected Booth, unconscious all the
while"
HE means Dexter was" Ray
burn explained, hopeful of lifting
NewellS detection.
Damned silly remark" growled
Paige sullenly. And what became
Of the girl? Is she dead, too?"
"Oh, no; we put her to bed, over
at Parkway, and Sprinkled little
poppy-dust over her WORRIES" re-
piled Rayburn, pleased to be max
ing an encouraging report. But
she had herself pretty well in hand,
considering everything she'd been
through; father and mother both
dead and the family stony broke
all in the course of about eight
hours. Took it with her chin up
Maybe she was just stunned
Didn't want to go to bed. We
thought she'd better. We sent
some kilograms for her, including
a cable to her sister; addressed
1t to the young woman who is
with her sister in London"
"Dr. Endicott about?" inquired
Paige thickly.
HUH" snorted Bennie. THAT
bird" Instantly aware of the in
judicious slip, he added promptly:
II daresay he was busy. He has
had hard day. They say he took
an awful beating in the market
collapse"
Newell shut off this criticism
with the surly comment that he
didn't care to hear any panning OF
DR.. Endicott, denouncing Bennie
for a drunken fool who ought to
have his envy under better con-
troll. To clear the air of this slight
disharmony, they made another
highball
At 4:30, Page awoke, bewild-
eredly took stock of his position.
Reviving himself with another
glass of cognac, he wrote brief,
busineSs-like letter to his valued
friend, Eugene Corley, junior
member of the firm of attorneys
who had long since handled his
affairs and his fathers before
him. confident that his secret
would be kept and his inStruc-
tionS meticulouSly obeyed. He
left the letter, sealed and
stamped, on the library table,
and dressed quickly in a rough
suit of tweeds and well-worn
hiking shoes.
1t was still dark in the street
and nobody in the vicinity was
aStir. There was a decided snap
in the october breeze from the
lake.
Paige turned south on Elm
and walked briskly. Sylvia trotted
at his heels.
Miss Arlen and Phyllis saw them
off on the Berengaria and took
the noon char-a-banc back to Lon
don.
1t was pleasant to think that
they were to have six weeks of
leisurely browsing about together
after the 72 hot and helter-skelter
days on the continent. Phyllis.
especially, had reasons for antici-
pating this experience with pleas
ant excitement.
Before the week was out, it had
been arranged that if Phyllis could
secure consent from home she
would remain for few weeks in
London with Miss Arlen, who had
contrived a four months leave to
study in the British Museum.
Had it occurred to either Of
them. through those enchanted
days, to compute in terms of years
their respective contributions tC
the diminishing of the distance
which naturally lay between them
1t would have been incorrect tc
think that they had settled upor
A relationship midway in mood be
tween % and 35.
Miss Arlen had, indeed, recov
cred something of her youth, bu
to a more marked degree haC
Phyllis achieved maturity. Tn
attractive girl had had her llttl
problems, but they had been o
cor+i1a oiT1nuS structure. She hat