The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1938-02-07
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= gig waiting outside. Tell me
where her trunk is, and I'll fetch
it down To the street
.Lud" exclaimed Mrs. BrOggs
again. Masters got it! He found
ont tonight that she'd run off, so
he had il carried down to his
study, to 20 through. -,
"Whcre is his study asked
Jcrrv visibly angry.
AT the head OF the stairs on
the floor above, sir. But wait! |
can see you're hot-tempcrcd.
You'll throw Mr.. Dart into Il
rage, likely"
well, he's already thrown me
into one. What's he searching
Miss Chclscy's clothes for? Fire
arms? Take me to him.
When the woman ushcrcd Jerry
[ Whitfield into Oliver Darts study
/ il was evident that they could not
/ have arrived at a more untoftu-
nate moment. The old man was
rippinp a skirt hem with his pen
| knife and pulling out pieces OF
/ buckram which he evidently suS-
pccted OF being paper. Garments
were strcwn about on floor, table
and chairs, giving that mtltul eI-
! feet which personal objects al
WAYS give when dcsccrated.
"Stop that" Jerry said.
when it so pleases me. VINO
are YOU" u,,,;,;
field. I'm cousin to Trepid Chel-
! sew Of Connecticut and | mean to
/ take care Of his daughter. I've
come to bet her belongings: lie
turned to Mrs. Broggs. Madam,
rathcr up everything at once, so
! + can take the trunk down. -
"Do 50. Mrs. Broggs," SAID old
Oliver Dart. laying down his pen
knife. 81 find nothing incrlmlnat'
ing" g.. .o,,
Jerry asked. And her mothers
picturc?' >, -,
I've taken the money, said
| Oliver Dart, "aS very small pay
ment toward what America owes
me. I've also retained the min
iaturc, since that was paid Tor
with Dart money. The frame IS
of some value.
Give me those things" Jerry
| said. much too angry t. think
/ clearly. "You'rc too old for me to
c;,rbt but III prv YOU loose from
'cm ii l have to shake your rlgg!n
/ down.
Sailor talk, Him-m-m.
. Well, Mr.. jeremiah Whitfield, I'm
an infirm old man with no means
of protecting my rights. You'll
! find what you're looking for in
the table drawer over there: See
that you deliver it to the girl.
Shell get it," Jerry replied,
IF 1 live to get to the Unicorn
and Crown"
Mrs. Broggs, who was closing
the trunk lid, looked up obliQucly
at Jerry and laid her finger on
her lips. But the damage was
done. Old Oliver Dart had his
great-niecc's London address, if
he cared to use it. He sat passive
ly silent as Jerry departed with
the trunk. He neither scowlcd
nor smiled but sat with his face
closed in upon itself, and his
finger tips dclicately meeting.
= =
Jerry waited till next morning
to restore Polly's property to her.
He found her satisfyingly appre-
ciative. She went to him and
kissed him fleetingly on the lips.
"As a grateful person kisses a
very kind cousin" she said, laugh
ing. After they had looked at the
miniature she hung it around her
neck on a chain. The money, she
asked him to keep for her.
He made no effort to take her
in his arms, but his eyes were so
ardent that she knew she had not
dreamed his love making of last
night. 1t was rather sweet, she
realized. to find the fire still very
much alive under the ashes of
honor and caution he had spread.
"I've been at the docks since
daylight, he said. GIVE found a
way for us to get out of England.
Can you be brave and level
headed beyond the average wom-
an, Polly"
81 doubt il I'm naturally that
way" answered Polly, "but | can
try. What is the plan, Jerry?'
"Chet Wheeler put me on to it..
A smuggling clique works out of
a cove between Deal and Dover.
I've got in touch with one of
them. This day week he'll take us
across the Channel to a fishing