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OVERLOOK HOUSE
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By WILL PAYNE
TUI STOKT THUS FAR-0»er!ook House It (he
home of Juiltfe Tillman Crane, a wealth? owner of
oil laada, and hla Invalid wife. An the atorjr otieni
the Craoea are entertaining at their (ueat Mr- Kdlth
Hilton, whoae husband, a broker, h&a been hantllinr
the Judre'a flnanrtal intereati. One afternoon Hilton
summon* his wife to » necrr>t meeting at a nearby
town and ronferae* that he has been misappropriat-
ing the Craue ieeuritiet. A letter i« on lt« way to
Judge Crane which would reveal thla, and Mra.
» Hilton reluctantly agTtet to Intercept It and «ub«ti-
tute anoiher. which her husband rives her. To
avoid recognition on her trip to town. Mra. Hilton
has borrowed the hat and cloak of Katey, a pretty
maid employed at Overlook House. Ou her way
back ahe la overtaken by Ted Penned, ton of her
husband's partner, who mlatakea lier at first for
the maid and then, discovering the masquerade,
Slves her a lift In hia car. Ted promisee secrecy
and treat* the little adventure as a Joke, but sev-
eral pertons have seen the supposed mnid in his
car—amoug them Pegry Lourhman, Ted's flanci1*,
who has been angered before by younr Pennell'i
open philandering with the girl. Meanwhile there
Is aome perplexity at Overlook House over the
fact that Katey has disappeared. The first to admit
any knowledge of her whereabouts la Samuel Thorp,
a town loafer, who has aeon the girl lying on a pile
of clothes in the laundry, covered with a coat which
he recojmrr# as one belonging to Ted Pennell,
Thorp confides his secret to Louis, the gardener, an
mJmircr of Katey's. and Louis, in turn, tells tha
disturbing story to Danforth Crane the judge's son.
The faits are not generally known, however, and
young Pennell, only vaguely aware that something
t» wronr devotes himself to Pegsy Loueliman and
the scolding which he knows he dfserves.
FIFTH INSTALLMENT.
The Girl in Ted's Car.
TBD PENNELL was entertaining some
strangers. They were relatives. Their
name was Trouble. Of course, he had
been acquainted with Trouble before—many
times—but only a casual sort of acquaint-
ance, undergone with a certain lightness be-
cause of a feeling that the visitor would soon
depart. Hut this time the visitors had snug-
pled up close, as though they meant to stay
indefinitely—biting at his heart and filling
him with a woeful depression.
That showed more or less in his face and
manner when he strolled along the seashore
that Saturday talking with Peggy Loughman
•—as Danforth Crane had observed from the
high ground at the edge of the woods to the
north of .Mrs. Loughnian's house.
* Why. there's nothing at all in that Katey
business. Peggy," he was saying, with a trou-
bled earnestness. " It's just as I told you
before Billy Harlow and diet Reals and I
happened to be driving by that evening. We
saw that dance pavilion on the beach—up
toward Stony Cove. We went in just for
greens. I saw Katey there and danced with
her a few times. I've run across her half a
dozen other places—down on the beach a
couple of times, maybe, and so on. ... I
didn't think you'd be the girl. Peg, to raise
a row because a man was just decent to a
servant."
The girl's flowery cheeks flushed slightly
nnd a tiny light glinted in her dark gray
eyes. She might have answered that insinu-
ation with a counter thrust; but she had
resolved otherwise today, and replied reason-
ably, "Being decent to a servant has noth-
ing to do with it, Ted. » . . I don't like
Chester Seals."
" Well, I don't know's I'm infatuated with
him myself," he answered, unhappily. He
was aware that various people shared the
prejudice she had mentioned; well aware,
also, that there was considerable ground for
it. But in a general way, and by mere rea-
son of sex, he felt bound to defend the ac-
cused. " He's a good fellow, and good com-
pany."
" He's older than you and Billy Harlow—
29 or 30," l4ggy went cn.
So there was the insinuation, intolerable to
pny self respecting male, of being led astray
by an older person. He could only smile and
reply, " I've been taking solid food for quite
a while, Peggy."
But she was not to be put off with a jest,
for she had her own trouble. Her gray eyes
looked at him gravely, a little droop came at
the corners of her lips. "I saw him myself
one evening with Katey in his car," she said,
Jn a slightly lower tone. " I hated him for
it. Say what you please—that It's only a
little amusement and there's no harm in it,
and all that. She Is a maid. It isn't line—it
fjn't nice—it Isn't even decent. , , , I
Couldn't bear It from you."
She looked so grave and sweet that he
could only, blurt, "Why, Peggy, you know
there's nobody in the world I tare a whoop
for except you!" As her loveliness- filled
iils e>e> and another figure contrasted itself
With her in his inind, he blurted again:
" That maid! .Why,- Lord, Peg, you must
think-I'm,crazy! You've know me half my
life lou ought to know me!','
She then felt that she did know him—a
warm hearted, good minded, loyal, blunder-
bead of a hoy who had rc< ver really grown up.
"I do know \ ou," she said. "1 know
you're- careless, Ted. But you mustn't be -
*'• er' in a . a.so like this."
Sra was tremendously earnest about that —-
a kind of breathless, life or death earnest-
ness. He loved Peggy completely, without a
reservation in his mind as to the fact that
the was the only girl in the world, of whom
be was not in the least worthy. But—well,
these fits of hers of being so tremendously
in earnest and taking things with such
deadly seriousness- he realized, with humil-
ity, that they proceeded from the fineness of
her character—but he found them rather
baffling at times, thi* being one of the time*,
It was baffling just now, in part, because
be was really troubled a good deal In respect
of Katey and he couldn't frankly tell her
that trouble. She wouldn't understand It
properly.
"I don't want to be careless, Peggy," he
■aid, walking on and looking down. " For
your sake I don't want to be."
At best that wa» a blunderheaded, helpless
■ort of penitence, and not especially promis-
ing He felt that himself, and saw a round
•tone like a baseball and picked It up and
hurled it Into the sea; and was Immediately
Mhamed of hlmaeif for that foolish action.
" I know I've been lazy," he went on.
" I've never done a real honest lick of work
In my life I know that's not right I'll be
|4 yearr old tblc fall. I'm sot a bit satisfied
with myself, Peg. I know I ought to find a
real job and go at it like a grown up person,
And I'm going to do it, too."
He claimed no merit for the resolution—as
though he did not ask her to believe it until
she had the proof—and verbally she gave him
no m£rit, for she had made up her mind to
plain speaking. But she spoke so gently
that It was like the touch of a hand:
" It's true you ought to, Ted. I think your
father is more to blame than you are, for
anybody can get more fun out of playing
than working. But piaylnf around all the
time isn't good. I don't think you're lazy,
but I think you will be if you don't go at
something in earnest."
" I'm going to," he replied, with convic-
tion. •* I've been thinking about it. I'm going
to stay here over the FouVth of July and
then I'm going back to the office and really
go to work."
That sounded final. She slipped her hand
Into his, and after a moment confessed, " I'd ,
hate to see you go; but I Know you ought
to."
Quito reconciled and^ harmony, It seemed,
they turned aside to round the heap of tum-
bled stone that screened the coffee pot and
slipped down through the crevice in the gran-
ite to the pot's brim. It was still raging
And then unlucky Ted recalled the events'
of Thursday morning when a woman In
Katey's coat and hat sat beside him In his
car. But he was in honor bound not to tell
who the woman was—and much confused to
boot—so he muttered foolishly, "Well—say
she was with me."
"But why did you tell me she wasn't?"
Peggy accused, hurt through and through.
"I forgot," the unlucky young man mut-
tered again.
But that was almost worse than before.
"You couldn't have forgotten!" she cried
Indeed, her wound rankled. " You didn't tell
me the truth! You didn't tell me the truthr
she exclaimed, In pain.
And in Ted's confusion and humiliation he
was thinking that a man with anything on
his shoulders except a pumpkin would have
remembered that Edith Hilton was in his car,
Again there was a pause; then Ted re-
marked, "I see," and walked out on the
terrace.
Benjamin looked after him a moment and
compressed his lips and resumed hi* task.
Bat before he had finished the task Ted re-
entered the room hurriedly, some ill rap-
pressed excitement visible In his manner.
Striding up to the butler, he said perempto-
rily: "Behjamin, I want to look in Katey'•
room. Take me up there."
It was a command; but Benjamin hesitated
over it a long moment, hl% eyes twinkling
at the young man and his face impassive
except that his lips were slightly compressed.
Then he replied: " Very well, sir; I'll get th*
key."
But he turned to give a finishing touch
to the flowers, and in his broad back Ted
seemed to read a sort of obstinacy, a*
" I think I shall stay ever next week," he
replied.
"Fine!" she replied, shining up at Mm.
"Will you go bathing with me tomorrow?
I'm going to start the shiver season then-
tomorrow morning. Will you?"
"Be glad to." he said.
" Remember, then!" she warned. " Eleven
o'clock tomorrow. We'll come for you in the
water wagon,, Ted and I. No backing out!"
He and Peggy talked a moment longer;
then he noticed that Edith Hilton was look-
ing at them, and he thought (here was •
look of understanding—perhaps rather a
mocking glance—In her dark, intelligent
eyes. He turned to Mrs. Lotrghman.
Soon Dr. and Mrs. McKeon arrived, and
the company went hi to dinner. Danforth
thought Peggy had been furtlTeiy looking
for some one, and when they sat down to
the table—every place taken and no vacant
chair—he thought there was a faint surprise
and troubled questioning In her eyes. Dan-
forth himself had noted an absence. In a
moment Mrs. Loughman noticed it, and as
usual spoke her thought without hesitation,
addressing the hostess:
"But Where's Ted tonight?"
" Gone to New York," Mrs. Crane replied.
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Why do you tell me that? "
O, Ted! " Peggy moaned, with a deep hart.
mightily and the spell of its tumultuous
energy caught their healthy nerves at once.
Ted stepped to the very brim, looking down
on the seething water with the old, foolish
fascination of wanting to pit hi# skill and
muscle against it. He watched the currents
a moment, grinned, and raised his voice so
that Peggy could hear It above the roar:
" Never will be satisfied till I see whether
I can swim across!"
She put her hand under his arm and drew
him away; but the subtle excitement was In
her blood, too.
"I'm going bathing tomorrow," she said,
when they had got around the rock screen,
which dulled the roar.
He laughed and replied, " Bet you put it
off!"
The sea water up there was icy cold all
summer. "She dreaded the first plunge—and
had lie en putting it off, to hi* amusement.
"No," she replied, " tomorrow— if it's fair,
lou call for me with the water wagon at
II o'clock."
They found It more convenient to put on
their bathing suits at home and ride down to
the beach, returning wrappcl in waterproofs.
But in spite of the wrappings the return
journey was sure to be somi what Sloppy, no
an old closed car irt Judge Crane's garage was
set aside for that purpos. They railed it
the water wagon.
"I'll be there," said Ted; and that subject
niso was settled. All subject: between fftcm
seemed to he happily settled and after stroll-
ing a little further they sat down on a rock
o*qrlooking the sea. But all this' while--
such are the rnyatn'ies of ft-minifo psychol-
ogy earnest Peggy had had something on
her mind that she meant to speak about.
Slir ).! en-nt!y led around to it:
ai.-\ late, 1 il like to know where
Katey is.
"O. she's all right," Ted n plied, looking
away, and in the tone of a j ■ - on who wished
to drop a subject- -f..r h>- also had something
on his mind, which, unlike l'eggy, he didn't
mean to mention.
hy do you think to' " I^gy asked, her
eyes upon his face.
But his ey< avoidi d lor and his tone was
not satisfactory as he n:plied; Why wouldn't
she be'."'
"You haven't heard anything about her?"
" Not a word," Ted replied, and stooped to
pick up a pebble and shy it off into the water.
Sometimes he acted that way when his mind
was diet urbed.
A little pause; then, "Where was she
Thursday morning?"
Ted looked around then, saying, "Thurs
(Jay morning? I've no Idea. I didn't see her
all day Thursday—that I remember."
Peggy was looking straight at him, and
said, " Thursday morning, Ted—about noon "
"Why, no!" he affirmed. "I've no Idea
where she was. 1 didn't see her."
The gray eyes that held his seemed to grow
darker and Peggy said, "Thursday about
noon—in your car."
"Why, no!" he repeated. " I didn't see her
at all Thursday. She wasn't In my car."
"O, Ted!" Peggy moaned with a deep hart.
"Why do you tell me that?"
" Because It's true," he declared, astonished
at her persistence.
She burst forth rassionately, "It isn't
true' f saw her mystlf in your car with you!
Mother saw you, too We were hardly two
rods behind jou at one time. We both saw
you"'
wearing Katey's cloak, and so have avoided
blundering Into such a mess.
"Well—say I didn't," he replied stupidly.
" You're not telling me tne truth now! You
know where she is!" Peggy accused, In her
pain.
Ted hung his head a moment and answered
dully, "What's the use of my telling you
anything, Peg—if I'm a liar?"
"What is the use?" she retorted.
At which Ted got up and walked away
toward Overlook House, a great woe In his
mind—and aome resentment, He might be
lazy and careless and selfish and aimless;
but he really didn't deserve this!
So plodding, with a heavy and uncertain
mind, he reached Overlook house. Two
morning newspapers from Boston had been
delivered and lay on the hall table. Gloomily
and absently he picked them up and stepped
into the big room called the library, where
he settled himself in a chair—uncertain as to
what else to do at the moment—and me-
chanically addressed himself to the news-
papers. He gave a casual glance at the
headlines on the first page, in the act of
turning the page over; and without even a
glance turned on through the barren areas
of politics, commerce, labor, and like dead
matter—especially past the waste urea of
the editorial page -until be came to the part
of the paper which justified its publication—
namely, the sporting pages. Those he pro-
ceeded to read, with ripe wisdom and keen
appreciation of the values tint fin expressed.
Many other readers .skipped the sporting
pages Which were so much Greek to them.
But he was young, superabundantly healthy,
with no need to worry over Income and
outgo. Whe won an election or a strike was
a fact of much less significance in his life
than who won a tennis match.
All the same, he read with a divided rrllnd—
the cloud lowering. Presently he was aware
of Benjamin puttering over something at
the other end of the room. Across that dis-
tance he now and then regarded Benjamin
out of the corner of his eye The stout,
sealed up butler, with a lltt'r patch of pray
whisker in front of each ear- the ear itself
embedded in flesh and with dignity in his
. t
double chin became to Ted a figure of temp-
tation. Presently he laid aside the paper,
sauntered down the room, glanced out of a
wide, many paned window toward the sea,
lit a Vlgaret. \hcn with an elaborate easual-
ness he strolled over to the butler.
" Benjamin, what time was it Katey tele-
phoned she wasn't coming back?" he asked.
The butler ceased his task of arranging
some flowers in a vase, straightened from his
slightly stooping posture, and looked the
young man In the face for a moment. A
brain seemed to be active behind his small,
twinkling eyes; there seemed something like
a hint of resentment on his broad, parchment
face. But after the moment he replied, auto-
matically:
"About 3 o'clock, sir!"
"You haven't heard anything from her
since?"
" No, sir."
A pause. Then Ted asked, " has any mall
come here to the house for her?"
"There are two or three letters, 1 think."
" You haven't any address to forward them
to?"
"No, sir."
" Her clothes are still here?"
" ¥e», sir."
tlouc!j he might be waiting for some ex-
planation or justification of the command.
Ted kept quite still, however, and In a mo-
ment Benjamin went pudglly from the room.
Ted followed a little after hfm arid waited
In the hall, for they would no doubt go up
that way. His nerves were on edge lest
some one to whom an explanation might be
due should step In. No one did step In, how-
ever, and soon Benjamin reappeared—with a
little gesture inviting Ted to go up the stairs.
They went up to the third story. There
Benjamin unlocked a door and stood aside,
with a little butlerlsh bow, for Ted to enter.
Stepping through the doorway, Ted found
himself in a neat, sunny bedroom, simply but
sufficiently furnished — Katey's room, of
course. He noted that the room was in some
disorder and the bed was not made up, as
though the key had been turned upon it Just
as the maid had left It. The key was stick-
lr.~ in the lock; Benjamin was standing Im-
passively just inside the room.
Ted took the key out of the lock, dropped
It in his coat pocket, and addressed the but-
ler: " You needn't wait. I'll lock the door
and bring the kt v down to you when I'm
through."
It was a command, but again the butler
waited a. long moment, his eyes twinkling
find his lips compressed. Then he said,
" Very well, sir."
As the butler went out of the room Ted
closed the door after him. Pausing in the
hall and listening, Benjamin heard the key
turn in the lock. Evidently the young man
was locking himself in the maid's room to
remain for some time. Benjamin then
ught his master.
Quite a company assembled at Overlook
House Informally for dinner that evening—
Judge Crane and his wife, of course, and
Danforth Crane and Mr. and Mrs. Lester
Hilton. Mrs. Loughman and daughter were
there, and Dr. Bradford McKeon and his
wife.
Mrs. Loughman and daughter came early,
walking over bareheaded along the sea. As
they stepped through the broad open door
Into the hall Danforth Crane was standing
there talking to his stepmother and Mrs.
Hilton. Peggy'a mind was diatressed, and If
Khe had been Ted Pennell her manner would
have showed It, But she was a woman,
and If she had no other schooling her wom-
an's Instinct would have taught her to look
pleasant In company, however she felt. At
sight of Danforth her face lighted. She
gilded swiftly toward him, smiling and hold-
ing out both hands.
" Why haven't you been over to see me,
Dan?" she laughed. "That Isn't nice of
you!" The clear lilt of her voice rang In his
ears. 8he slipped both hands Into his,
raised herself on tiptoe, and kissed him.
8he loved Danforth Crane tremendously,
and had ever since she could remember. By
some Inscrutable process of selection she had
given him a preference at the age of 3 or 4,
when one has no compunctions about show-
ing one's preference.
"I did wslk over that way, Peggy," said
Danforth with a smile; "but I saw you were
entertaining ofher company—down by the
shore—and I had some letters to write."
"But you're going to stay a while?" she
naked, keeping a hand in his.
•V;
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smiling. "Teddy is getting very important
In a business way now, it seems, His father
telephoned him from New York just after
luncheon; told him to cine down at once.
He left In a hurry."
Every one, apparently, accepted that
plausible statement. But In a moment lis-
ter Hilton, at Peggy's left, spoke to Dan-
forth, at her right:
"Here's a wire that may Interest you,
Dan. It came half an lwmr ago," He took
the yellow envelope from the pocket of his
dinner coat, where he had thrust It, and
handed It to Peggy, who passed it on to
Danforth. Danforth drew out the message,
of considerable length glanced over It, re-
placed It in the envelope, and handed it back.
For the barest Instant the two men looked
at each other a knowing look as though
soi sec ret communication passed silently
between them. There seemed to be a satiri-
cal grin in Lester Hilton's eyes l'« guy's
eyes fell to her plate; sUr felt forlorn; it
seemed to her, from the men's air, that the
telegram contained some re flection on Ted.
The dinner party In general proceeded In
n subdued tone, for they were ail aware of a
cause for anxiety much more substantial
than any gossamer stuff In a girl's mind
about her sweetheart. Dr. McKeon sat be-
side the hostess, and any one might have
noticed that she looked slightly ill notice-
able shadows under her eyes and a slightly
grayish hue in her face. They knew, in
fact, that she hadn't been very w.eli for sev-
eral days; that baffling wrongness In her
breast had given some ominous slgr.i. They
made the due effort to be gay, but Judge
Crane's eyes were often traveling across the
table to his wife. Dr. M. Ke.on was spending
more time than usual at the house.
The little informal party broke up early.
Dr. and Mrs. McKeon went home. Mi*.
Loughman had had enough walking and ac-
cepted for herself and daughter Mrs. Mc-
Keon's offer of a lift home In the doctor's
car. Judge Crane and his wife went up-
stairs. A little private conversation—con-
tinuing a talk before dinner—occurred be-
tween Mr. and Mrs, Hilton. The husband
frowned and remarked Irritably:
" It's all nonsense. I tell you, I know.
And he wouldn't tell you the truth, anyway."
HI* irritation and Impatience struck his
wife sadly, as though be had obstinately
made op his mind to go his own way in
any event. She though* that obstinacy was
a mark ef weakness.
" O no, Lester," she pretested. " Dan wlil
tell me the trathifhe tells me anything." And
—whether he found an offensive implica-
tion in It or not—she could hardly help
adding: " Lying Isn't hla method."
Hilton shrogged his shoulders and retorted:
"Do as you please; but for God's sake be
careful." Of course, It humiliated and vexed
him that she should seek another man's
opinion when he had already said " I know! "
He turned away, Ill-naturedly, and we.it
back to the dining room, where ho helped
himself to another cordial before going up-
stair*, angry with he* and Warning her for
setting up her Judgment In opposition
his own. That left hi* wife alone h»
great living room—some shadows In
vervet eyes; a small and cha/ming fl|
in a dainty dinner gown, with an the we
of the parlous family fortunes cm her aim
white shoulder*. She knew perfectly '
that Danforth Crane was out on the terr
Etrofllng alone and smoking in tire ■
air. But when she went to the open
do<w and saw him there she affected a I
of mild surprise:
"O, you out here, Dmi? This air is shs
He came up to the doorway ..ailing, I
to have her company. He was fond of E
Hilton and he had long since discovered '
a capable mind and steady will lay bel
that smooth forehead, beneath the mat
almost black balr. "8hal! I get yo
wrap?" he asked, coming up to the 6
way.
"I'll get one," she Laid, and In a noon
rejoined him with a coat thrown over
shoulders. " Too bad about Anne," ahe
marked, pityingly, as they started pa
along the brond terrace—aware of the rr
splendidly silvering the sea down below tf
"Too bad," he repeated, sincerely. "M
ma's fine—so bright arid gracious,
oughtn't to have that bad heart."
They paced a moment. She knew he
not use finesse himself, and no one
need use it in dealing with him, So, gl.
ing up into his swarthy face with a 1
laugh, she raid: " I've a bad heart my
lately, Dan. Will yc»u tell me somethin
"No doubt," lie replied, smiling.
"I have a little money (of my own
Lester doesn't know .bout," s!ie explai
"only a little, but quite a lot to me. 1
a tip not long ago and I put my money
Hidalgo Petroleum. It's gone down <
since. Ought I to hold it?"
"Sell it, Edith; sell it," he replied, proi
ly. "What did you pay for It""
She hadn't asked her husband what
paid for his Hidalgo Petroleum, becaus
good while before this, she had made
melancholy discovery that when he was
nered there was little use in asking
questions. He would answer the questl
but whether or not he answered them tr
fully just depended on the clrcumstan
so she had formed the habit of not pres:
him for answers. Nevertheless, on her
account and using her own good sense,
had been looking up Hidalgo Petroleum
the financial pages of the newspaper*
she answered Denforth's question witl
hesitation:
"I paid a hundred and fifty-three foi
It's only a hundred and twenty-six no*
"Too bad," said Danforth candidly. "
sell it Monday morning. It will go lo*
" I suppose so," she commented wit
little laugh. "Things generally do wh<
buy ihem. They said some Englishmen t
buying It and you were buying it and it
bound to go up."
"Well, that was true enough one*,"
replied castftilly. " C'oombes was buyin
and so were we. But it was silly to g<
with a light for control and send the c
over the moon. Coombe* and I will fl
up between us. That's the trouble with '
Edith. You hear that somebedy did s«
thing last week, i.,/: you don't know v
he's doing today. IMter sell It." He
speaking in a casual "iannervas of a s:
Incident in a great movi ment. After a
*n»nl he added: " Sorry you made a
I don't gi\e tips myself, you know. B\
I were, you 1 would sell my Hidalgo Mot
and put. the money into Alpha Oil. 1 tl
\ you will make up your loss." Glancing d
at her be warned soberly. "That's ©
dential, you know— even as to Lester."
"Thank you, D. • ." she murmured;
felt a breath of shame for the mean
she .was plaj ing.
They pared >ibntly a moment; then
said "Tell me romcthlng. A- maid
named Katey disappeared Thursday. V
do you know about it?"
The question surprised her, for her
band had been asking it. " Katey''* six
piled. " Why, all 1 know is what I h>
Anne say- that the girl telephoned to Bf
mln saying she wasn't coming back. A
has been rather worried about it. But
course, the girl is of age. *If she dec
to leave there's nothing anybody can
Benjamin says she telephoned abou
©'dock " She had questioned the butler
self since her husband had asked her to.
The surprise which his question set
still moved her. "Why do yaw ask? ^
does it Interest you?" she said abrupffy
" It seems there is something odd al
It," be replied coolly. " Why did her lea'
worry mamma? "
" Why Anne was afraid. , , , You
member the maM?"
" Yes, I remember her well," Danforth
swered. " A pretty rogue."
" Exartly," said Bdlth. "A pretty rogl
much too pretty for her own good, perh
I'm afraid she was given to flirting wHh
presentable man that came along. Beet
she is so pretty—her leaving abruptly t
way, you know—not even coming back
her clothes made Anne afraid she wa* &
something foolish. I never thonght tl
wa* any barm In Katey, but she had i
little sense. It would be a shame if
fallen Into anybody's hand* who would i
treat her. But she said she was going
fact, she was gone before Anne know I
thing t.out It. So there "-emed noO
fact, she was gone before Anne knew i
was all right, and so would Anne. But i
do you say there seems to e someth
odd about It? "
IT* be continued.J
ICkipjrlikt: l(>20j By Will P«a<4
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