The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1938-07-22
CHAPTER II-Continued

Barbara was called to the tele-
phone, and Endle arrived and came
in to speak to them while Mary
made last preparations. Mrs. Lor-
ans brother, Endle, had somehow
made a fortune in the last four or
five years, owned a blatantly large
motor yacht on which scandalous
parties were reported to occur, was
perfectly sure of his welcome every
where; and he clapped Mr.. Sentry
on the shoulder and said loosely:
"Well, Sentry, lot of free adj
vertising, Ell? Headlines! Produce
House Murder! You and Gus ought
to have a flock of sightseers tomor-
row. Better lay in a stock of ba-
nanas, eh? Sell 'em to people to
take home as souvenirs!"
Mary, in the hall, called, "I'm
ready, Mr.. Endle." They departed.
Mrs. Sentry said Jelly, "He and
Mrs. Loran are alike, aren't they?"
And as Barbara returned from the
telephone, ''Who was it, Barbara?"
Johnny Boyd" Barbara was in
dignant. "He thought last night was
a joke, and he thought all this was
funny! I shan't ever give him date
again!"
81 suppose it will strike a lot of
people as a joke on u.s." Mr.. Sentry
agreed, "I'm glad father isn't alive.
He was strong on the dignity of the
firm" And he reflected: "I'd better
run in and reassure mother. Care
to come, Elem" Old Mrs. Sentry
lived in solitary dignity in one of
the Back Bay hotels.
81 think not" Mrs. Sentry de-
cided, but when Mrs. Furness
phoned presently to ask whether she
could bring Miss Glen over-"She's
so anxious to talk to Mr.. Sentry
about this terrible crirne!"-
Sentry said: 'I'm sorry. We're GO
ing out!" Others would be telephon-
ing. She and Mr.. Sentry presently
departed in the limousine for town.
Barbara stayed at home. She was
reading the story in the paper again
when the doorben rang. Nellie came
to say that young man wished to
see her. "He asked for Mr.. Sem
try" she explained, land I told him
you were the only one at home"
Barbara went into the hall. The
young man said, "Miss Sentry?"
''I'm Miss Barbara"
''I'm Dan Fisher" he explained,
watching her appreciatively. "I'm a
reporter. My editor sent me out to
well, to see if your father had any
ideas about this murder. And to
get some pictures and so on" He
added, ''I'm sorry to bother you"
And then he grinned and said, "If
I were you, I wouldn't even talk to
me-"
Barbara liked him. "You're a
funny reporter" she protested. 81
thought they wore their hats in the
house."
you're thinking of plain-clothes
men, policemen" he suggested,
chuckling; and he added, surprising
ly: 81 met you once. You don't re-
member? You were with Joe Dane
in New Haven after the Princeton
game two years ago. Joe introduced
u.s."
"Oh! Were you reporting the
gamer"
mo, I'd been helping coach the
Princeton ends. Used to play lit
tie, myself. That was before went
into the newspaper game"
She said courteously: "Why, then
we're really old friends! Will you
come in? There's no one at home,
but father and mother viii be back
soon."
He hesitated, shook his head.
Thanks" he said, II don't think
will" And he confessed, little
amused at his own scruples: "Prob-
ably real red-hot reporter would
get some pictures out of you, and
an interview. If your father were
here-I'n tell you, may come back
later
She nodded, understanding his for
bearance, grateful. II shouldn't
know what to say" she admitted.
IF I were you, ! wouldn't say
anything to reporters" he advised.
"Just refer them to your father. II
don't mean for any of you to be
mysterious about it, Of course. That
would only make 1t worse" And he
said: Thanks q lot. Goodnight. !"
Barbara was almost sorry he de-
parted. Her thoughts were terrify-
ing company. But when she heard
her father and mother return she
met them smilingY.
well, you missed i'll" she an
nounced in lively tones. tive been
entertaining reporterl"
"a reporter?" Mrs. Sentry echoed