FRIDAY, MARCH 19, 1915
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Copyright. 1915, by Serial Publication
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EIGHTH EPISODE
Her Husband's Enemiss.
CHAPTER I.
II'
IHE beautiful runaway bride
opened her eyes in dazed be
wilderment to find herself gaz
ing up Into the dark, band-
some
wan.
face ct the black Vandyked
She was in his arms. She felt
another clasp about her the man with
the white mustache. Gilbert Blye gen
tly released bis hold of her, and the
white niustacbed man turned to carry
ber up thehlll. Her eyes closed again.
Gilbert Blye, freed of his beautiful
burden, hurried up the embankment to
where his luxurious limousine stood
by the Bide of the broken rail. As he
Jumped into the driver's seat and put
his foot on the clutch and his hand on
the brake he glanced down at the
scene of the accident The taxi lean
ed against a sturdy tree which had
stopped It from n fatal tumble. Blye'a
chauffeur, the wide featured Scatti,
was bringing up the unconscious driv
er of the taxi. The fivaeious bru
nette and the heavy man with the
thick lidded eyes were helping Mrs.
Villard. That gentle faced woman
had Insisted upon walking, but she
came with a painful limp, and her
face was drawn and white. Blye start
ed the car forward with a Jerk, turned
It dextrously in the narrow road and,
jumping down, arranged the cushions
with a swiftly certain hand.
When June again opened her eyes
Blye was brushing back her soft
brown hair from her pale forehead,
but he was not holding ber. She was
In the luxurious limousine, with ber
bead pillowed on the shoulder of the
white inustached mnn, Orin Cunning
ham, and bis arm was about ber. She
straightened as she became aware of
that clasp, aud Blye, his black eyes
glowing down upon her, smiled reas
suringly. The car started, and she
turned to look at Mrs. VHlard, who
sat beside her with compressed lips.
The injured taxi driver was up in
front, supiwrted by the heavy lidded
man. The runaway bride closed her
eyes again and sank back into the sup
port which she so much detested.
Blye! How much he had been in
ber life since she had run away from
Ned! And Utile did June know that
Neil, through his detective, had ob
tained the number of the auto in which
she had driven that day. The number
was MiX)707.
Soon June lay in her little room in
the hospital, her hair waving about
ber on the white pillow, and her
friends were permitted to bid ber good
night. The vivacious Tommy Thomas
sat at the head of her bed aud stroked
June's white bund; Orin Cunningham.
a particularly debonair figure as he
leaned against the window casing,
smoothing his white mustache, twin
kled over at her; T. J. Edwards, the
heavy man with the thick eyelids and
the round head with its absurdly short
cropped gray hair, was gentle (in bis
rough way. Gilbert Blye. over by the
door, had not much to sny. luit lie nev
er removed his luminous gaze from
the runaway bride, and when the pink
cheeked nurse came to drive them out
Blye was the last to make his adieus,
and, bending over gracefully, be kissed
ber baud!
Honorla Blye received a telephone
message from Bill Wolf a few hours
after the time of the auto accident.
"Yon husband hez gone to bis club."
he said huskily.
The wife drove hastily to the club
entrance. She met Wolf, who oolnteil
to the chauffeur Scatti. saying:
"There's your husband's driver."
Honorla saw Scatti standing beside
ber husband's limousine!
"I'd like to make you a little pres:
ent." said Honorla In sugared accents,
and. fumbling in ber pocketbook, she
produced a bill.
Scatti turned to her with alacrity,
and every line ia his broad, low face
widened.
The line of bin lips also thickened
as he separated them in a grin of pleas
ure. He took the bill with joy. looked
at its denomination in the light of one
of bis side lamps, flopped open his
heavy driver's coat shoved the bill
deep in his trousers pocket and but
toned his coat tightly from top to bot
tom. Now. yon'll tell me where Mr. Blye
was ihi venluK. wn't yon?" she
wheedled. . ,
! BY GEORGE
RANDOLPH
CHESTER
i AND
ALlLLIAN
' NHESTEE
The smile faded from Scutti's lines.
"Aren't yon going to tell meVV And
the voice rose another notch. , i
No answer.
"Give me back Hint money!" she
Heron nied. '
There were thirty-seven! lights to be
counted before the perspective merged
In a blur. Scnttl calmly Inspected
them all In deep absorption, but durluy
the entire time that one narrow slit of
an eye had a dancing slenm in it"
Honorla scowled back at the lmpos
Ing entrance to the club. The door,
stood wide open. Inside the tessellat
ed vestibule were stiffly uniformed at
tendants. Beyond was a marble coi
umned hall, and at the end of tbi!
She Was In His Arms.
through an arched opening, was. a pan
eled screen.
Suddenly Honorla dashed up the
steps which no woman bad ever trod
and before any one could stop her had
rounded the paneled screen and stood
In the grill room, amid a wilderness of
oaken tables, at nearly all of which
sat meu busy sending curling wreaths
of incense toward the high gilded ceil
ing. There were glasses before most of
the men. and a dense and painful si
lence pervaded the place, although as
Hoiioria had rushed through the hall
she bad beard the loud babble of ani
mated conversation. The men in that
club Were turned to speechless clay at
the sight of this fuming apparition.
"There you are!" she screamed, and
as her gaze settled from its swift rov
ing into a fixed direction one man came
to life and rose the black Vandyked
Gilbert Blye. "There you are! she
screamed again and started to twist
her way among the tables toward her
long lost mate. "You will stay away
from home, eh! You will run around
with other women! You will"
A door in the corner opened and
closed, and Gilbert Blye. was on the
other side of it! A fat man laughed.
Honorla Blye turned on them all and
began to tell them Just what she
thought of their club. A half dozen at
tehdanta regained consciousness and
crowded round her. One of them, in
dulging in soothing talk, accidentally
laid his band on her sleeve, and she
left four red lines on bis face. For the
first time In its dignified history that
club resounded with the shrill echoes of
a, confirmed scold. The chuckling fat
man achieved an inspiration. He came
up and said confidentially: j
' "Your husband Is slipping out of the
basement."
When Honorla reached the Imposing
entrance she was Just In time to see
Scatti slamming the door of the lux
urious limousine, and as that brilliant
ly lighted car sped down the street with
Gilbert Blye c, reelhiing comfortably
amid the soft cushions a peal of laugh
ter filled the block.
Honorla sprang into her electric
coupe and. turning on all the ''Juice."
wheeled down the street In mad pur
suit. But at last she gave up the chase
and went home.
The parrot was asleep, with Its head
tucked under its wing and the baleful
eye closed. Honorla turned oa the
light and finished, to the parrot the
violent speech she had begun In ber
husband's club. The baleful eye open
ed, and the bird moved uneasily from
foot to foot. Occasionally its neck
feathers ruffled and its wing tips Jerk
ed, but it gave no other sign of wake-'
fulness. In time, however, Honorla
paused for breath, and the parrot slow-
lv hi-oiifht Its Kliinini? rounrt hnnrt turn I
view. The head feathers were tou
sled and the eyes were sleepy as the
familiar spirit of Honorla stretched its
wings.
vOh, shut up!" it hoarsely croaked.
A nurse with pink cheeks awakened
June in the morning, and as the patient
opened her eyes the two pretty girls
smiled their appreciation' of each other.
"How are you this morning?" asked
the nurse, preparing to put a thermom
eter between June's red lips.
"Perfectly well, thank you," laughed
June, tossing her waving brown balr
back from her shoulders as she raised
up. "How is Mrs. Villardr '
"A slight sprain," explained the nurse
brightly. "She will be able to go home
in time for dinner this evening. My.
but you folks had a lucky accident!
You must lie down until the doctor
comes." .
"I'm going to get up." announced
June. ' .
"Against orders. My dear you must
stay Iii bed until Dr. itemert says you
may get up."
"Is be the one with the funny red
jtdehnrn?" and June looked down
over tne plain, coars wnne nigntgowu
In which she bad been put to bed.
Wbere are my c lothes?" '
"You're not ready for them," and the
pretty nurse smiled in triumph. "Come
inr
This last was in answer to a knock
jn the floor. bnt" before It could open
fane had bor-ped bark Into bed with
one spring. She and the pretty nurse
were laughing nt etch other in the
sheer light beartedness of youth when
the doctor with the funny red side
burns cam in.
He was i Jovial doctor, and a ve"
nice doctor- liiJi-t-i!. U felt JanA
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pulse and ? looked at bev ton'guo -and
prodded her a few' tliriesTiKTexarnlheJi
her bone's.- t.ilkiii'x to her all the while
ms If sue were a little girl about ten
years old.
"Now, 1 am going to get up," pro
claimed June, as soon as the doctor
bad gone away, and she swung ber
pink feet out of lied again. "Where
are my clothes?"
"I'll get them for you." And the pret
ty nurse turned cheerfully to go,
"Oh. no: wait a minute!" Jane's big
eyes were sparkling. "Please let me
try on.oiie of your uniform."
The pretty nurse dimpled as she ad
mired her patient! June would look
"fetching" in nurse's clothing. There
could be no question of that, but he
shook her bead.
"I'm afraid it wouldn't be permit
ted." "Just to try It on." begged June.
"Let's ask the head nurse."
It seemed a tremendously daring
thing to do. .-',".
"I wouldn't risk It." And the pretty
nurse puckered her brows. Suddenly
"I'd like to make you a little present."
her face cleared. It was as if the sun
bad popped out on a rainy day. "Yes,
I can! Mrs. Wade is on duty this
morning. For a minute I thought it
was Miss Simmons."
"Isn't she nice?" and June's round
eyes softened sympathetically.
"She's au old cat!" The pretty nurse
was very -vehement about It. "Mrs.
Wade's a dear, though," and, hurrying
away, she brought the "dear" right
back.
Mrs. Wade was a smiling woman-
smiling lips, smiling eyes, uud it seem
ed as if her hair smiled but she was
dubious about the uniform. '
"It would be a radical infraction of
the rules," she declared, with an ab
surd attempt xit severity, "but we'll
ask Dr. Itemert not to tell."
They all three laughed at that, and
within a lew minutes Juue was In a
stiff white uniform, w'lth a prim little
cap on her head, and was walking se
dately iiitu Mrs. Villard's room. She
pauseJ on the threshold. Gilbert Blye
was there! As he caught sight of her
June saw the glow of admirntion leap
into his black eyes. : She half turned to
Lro in her einbnrrassmeut, but Mrs. VH
lard stopped her,
"Come here, you pretty thing," she
called, aud as June shyly came to the
bedside Mrs. VHlard laughed, and
Blye joined her.
Dr. Remert came In and expressed
his profound astonishment at how
grown up June looked in a uniform
and tweaked the pink ear lobe which
peeped from beneath the trim little
cap. The bead nurse and the nurse
with the pink cheeks and the phenom
enally tbln nurse crowded in to ad
mire June; then Dr. Renierf scattered
them so that Mrs. VHlard should have
some rest before her next bandaging.
and he took June with him for a
round of the wards. He gae her a
thermometer to carry so she should
look useful as well as ornamental.
She came back from that round of
the wards rather thoughtfully. She
had seen so much pain ami sorrow and
suffering, wsn children and wan moth
era and wan men who should have
been Btrong. and In the light of all
their woes her own . problem seemed
foolish and insignificant
. In Mrs. Yillard's room as June ap
proached the door she heard voices,
among them Orin Cunningham s. She
turned away and went across the hall
to the room where the injured-chauf
feur lay. He wrs In considerable
pain, the pretty nurse said, but he biy
there smiling, with great cheerfulness
upon bis roughly molded countenance..
"I guess I'll be laid up for a week
or ten days." be stated, with -n grin.
"That's a long rime to be confined In
a narrow little room," sympathized
June.
The head nurse brought her bit of
sunshine into the room.
"How arc you feoling?" she asked.
"Bully."
"Tben yon can probably stand a
pleasant surprise." smiled Mrs. Wade.
"Yon have a visitor.
"Ohr The sunshine left the rough
ly molded face, but the tcrin was back
in a minute. "Say, tell ber the doctor
.iya I ain't to be Miked to long. And
ran't one of you nurses stay, here to
make It strong?"
His grin was so confiding that the
head nurse- grinned back at him. Sh?
tras a woman of much experience.
,Of course you must not be talked
.'o very long." she agreed. "And jou
hould have i nnr with you to take
are f you." She looked at June a
moment: then ber eyes twinkled. ml
tilnk fll ..v. tliVtu-e."
7"Mu t ublljred." Aud the man tun
lit -
te n
ed bis cheerful grin. to-June, who aal !
down primly at the bCffd of the bed. "
The man Bank back when the bead
nurse left and looked as feeble as he
could. Ills nurse was smoothing the
pillows when the door opeued, and
there came In a large, heavy jawed
woman, with a long ostrich feather on ;
her bat, half a dozen, cheap rings on
her lingers and two buttous banging
loosely on her coat, one by a single
thread.
"Well, well, Joe!" she said iu a heavy
voice, and she stared r.t Juiie. "Didn't
1 always tell you you'd get It?" She
bent over uud kissed her husband us a
matter of propriety. "Hurt you much?"
"Something fierce;" huskily munnur
cd Joe and half closed his eyes.
"Tough luck!" said the woman.
"You wouldn't take out that accident
insurance I. wanted ,,ou to, and now I
suppose I can starve."
"Oh. well, you ain't done It yet!" ob
jected the man. his tone losing some of
Its feebleness. "1 guess you can get
along till I can get out of this. 1 give
you every cent I ever make."
"I guess that's a lot!" And the wom
an sat down with a thump. ,
"Thirty dollars last week."
"And how much the week before?"
"Well, it was a rotten week." And
the man turned his eyes toward June,
who looked steadfastly out of the win
dow. There being no help from that
quarter, be proceeded In helping him
self. "You got enough to run you for
ten days. You know you have. Come
on, Alice, be sociable."
"Oh, I can come on all right, and I
can be sociable all right, but sup
pose you don't get out of here in ten
days! ' Then what do 1 do? Starve. I
guess! Say, how do you come to be in
a private room?" She looked at June
and sniffed. "And .with a private
nurse?"
"The good sport that picked us up
put mo here."
The woman surveyed the bare little
room. There were no curtains at the
windows, no upholstering, no softening
graces of any kind on the white enam
eled fittings, but it had an immense su
periority, the cause of which she could
not fathom. It was absolutely clean,
and she paid an unconscious tribute to
that phenomenon.
"Why, it's better than I got it at
home!" she complained. The man
turned his head over and back again,
but be said nothing.
"Say," the woman went on, "the fel
low that spent the money for this room
and the private nurse would have done
better to let you go in the public ward
and give you the money for your
wife!" .
June, at the window, moved Impa
tiently. ,.r:,',.
"Nurse." said the man, "can you get
me my pants?" -
June opened the door of the tiny
white enameled wardrobe in the corner
and brought out the man's trousers,
handing, them down wjtb the tips of
her thumb and forefinger. The wo
man took them and deftly ran ber
bands into the pockets.
"Seven fifty-five," she reported and
clicked the money Into her purse. She
hung the trousers in the wardrobe and
Bhut the door. "That'll help a little.
Did you get your pay for this drive?"
"Not yet. Alice,"
"Well, you tell me who It was, and
111 go after It!" She had turned from
the wardrobe and was regarding a
tray which stood on its folding stand
by the wall. She lifted the napkin.
"My God!" she exploded. "A hot
house peach! And you didn't eat it all
at that! You know what 1 had for my
breakfast? Coffee and sinkers and
hash! And here you are living on
the fat of the land!"
"Looky here. Alice!" The man bad
raised up in bed. and there was a
twitch of pain at the corners of bis
lips as he stretched out an oil black
ened forefinger.
June whirled from the window with
a snap of ber big eyes. She still car
ried the thermometer which Dr. Remert
had given her. Now she thrust it In
the man's mouth, put a hand at the
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June Was In a Stiff White Uniform;
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back of his neck and gently force j
him down.
"The time's up." she crisply told the ;
woman. Her voice was low and soft '
and the vUltor puzzled afterward as to
how it could be o effective without j
shouting. June went to the door and ,
opeued It, a ware that the eyes of Jo
were fixed uu Lev '.u uudji:! platitude.
The wonn loo'-eJ unubffully at her
husband, ..i t the insure ;;t the dor
was so !:i:e!Vf Hint he oiccnmN '
to dUrlpiln.
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"Well, so long. Joe," aha aald. "So
If you can't get our money for that
drive by the time 1 come again." tie
waved a wifely band at him and stalk
ed out. She turned to June in the ball.
"If the fellow that's putting up for this
room will give Joe the money instead
wu'U be a lot bitter off."'
June whs so shocked at the cold cal
; lousness of Hiis speech that she could
ouly. dumbly nod her head, and she
walked ('own to the nurses' little desk
at the end of the hall, leaving the wom-
j, au to find her way out alone. Joe. the
chauffeur, lay, cheerfully grinning,
with the thermometer In his mouth.
Again vtlie everlasting problemtho
mau. the 'woman and the money! The
runaway bride sat In the vacant chair
at the little desk and pondered it all
out. This person who nagged, who fol
lowed her husbiMid even to the hospital
to nag and whose husband welcomed
the hospital as a relief from nagging
this woman was the outcome of the
custom by which thr man, earnlii
possessed all. aud the money he gave
to his wife was as a gift. A selfish
woman and one without delicacy, such
as this nagger, made it her business to
get all she could, and the pursuit had
become a passion with her. She waa
" ) I-.-'
"Seven fifty-five," the reported.'
like those beggars who continue to beg
after they have become rich by it.
begging froui the force of habit and
from the love of the art of making peo
ple give and from the sordid desire to
possess. It was wrong, all wrong, some
where. June shuddered as she remem
bered this wife going through her bus
band's pockets, and then she recalled
ber dream of herself standing before
Ned as a piteous pauper, holding' out
her hand for alms, She had been right
she decided, as she had decided time
and again. She bad acted wisely In
running away before she had com
mitted herself to charity and before
any barriers bad been act between
their love. She must earn her own
June sprang from her chair
and ran to the room of the chauffeur
with a sudden violent wrench of ber
,. . i
conscience. Joe lay there quite cheer- j and Gilbert Blye, Strange what a dlf
fully with the thermometer still In his ' ference this day had made in June
moutb. and be grinned as well as he j
could after twenty minutes of this ex
erclse. When June removed the ther
mometer that side of his face remained
twisted and puckered for some time. '
and it ached, but he was perfectly
happy, ne could be alone for twenty
four bourn.
CHAPTER II.
f InERE was a consultation in
m
Mrs. vinaras room, xommy
Thomas sat at the head of
Mrs. Vlllard's bed. T. J. Ed
wards, the heavy man with the thick
lidded eyes, sat on the other side In
stolid silence. Cunningham leaned neg
ligently on the foot of the bed. Before
Mrs. Villard lay u picture of June clip
ped from a Brynport paper on the day
of her marriage to Ned Warner. Tom
my Thomas had just found it and bad
brought It with her. Cunningham
picked up the picture and looked at it
with twinkling eyes, smoothing bis
I white mustache complacently. Gilbert
1 Blye. sitting In the far corner on the
!, window sill, with bis Vandyke m his
long, lean white hand, suddenly rose
and. walking over to Cunningham, took
the picture from him and laid it on the
bed.' .,:",
The pretty nurse with the pink
cheeks opened 4he door presently and
heard 'thpe.'.word8 in Blye's suave but,
fjorceful tones:;
"The thing to do is to gain ber confl
dence. There must be a
complete'
change of method."
The voice stopped abruptly. Ed
wards.. 'Cunningham.. Tommy Thomas
and Mrs. Villard were all listening in
tently. .Mrs. Villard seemed troubled.
Tommy Thomas, with deviltry In ber
eyes, was : laughing' at Cunningham,
who seemed uncomfortable. The round
beaded Edwards sat slowly nodding as
be looked at Blye. Mrs. Villard reach
ed quietly forward and turned the
piece of paper on the bed face down
ward. She seemed even sad.
"Beg pardon," said the pretty nurse.
Noting the sudden silence and slipping
in, she put ber hand under the sheet
and felt of Mrs. Vlllard's ankle. The
entire group waa motionless, and there
was a strained tension in the room un
til the nurse went out She saw Mrs.
Villard reaching forward for the piece
of paper as she closed the door, and as
she walked away she heard Blye'a
smooth, even voice again.
Whan June came into Mrs. Vlllard'
room the converse Mod again stopped
PAGE SEVEN
abruptly, but the group moved town
umet '
ilfeC
dlately.
"Oh. see the prrttv nursic!" ha;
Cunningham. AimI June glanced dova.
In embarrassment. -
In that moment of her downcast eyes
Tommy Thomas and Mrs. Villard, Blye'
and Edwards,-, all glared at Cunning
ham. He flushed and walked nervously
over to the window.
"Really, the costume Is quite becom
ing to you." he ad (led In a tone he had
never used to her befvre, one of ex
travagant respect.
"Indeed It Is. dear," said Tommy
Thomas. She slipped nn arm around
June's waist protectingly, and Mrs.
Villard glanced up at her companion
with moist eyes.
"Well, we'll see yon later," said T. J.
Edwards, with a clumsy attempt at
heartiness, aiid, rising, he bowed tcf
the ladies. "If there's anything I caa.'
do. let me know." Ills small eyes rov
ed to June, but there was no patroniz
ingly fatherly glance In them and no
disposition to pat her on the shoulder, f
June was puzzled. There seemed t
be a distinct change In the attitude ct
all these people toward her. Yester
day they had pursued her with a mock
ing certainty, in which thero was su'
underlying insolence, but now they
seemed to have lost that note of over
famlllarlty, and she liked the change.)
Only Blye was the same. His black:
eyes glowed when they rested upon
her. and be still wore his suave smile,'
though somehow he seemed more
frank. Juno found herself suddenly;
liking this black Vandyked man. As
she turned to smooth Mrs. Villard'
pillows the three men exebaugei
glances, and the suavely smiling Gil
bert Blye stroked bis black Vandyke
They turned their eyes' as. by one ae-j
cord of the beautiful runaway bride.
Ned Warner nt the very moment lit
which Blye and his crowd had changed!
their tactics toward June was. nft
Interminable red tape, securing the ad-
dress of the owner of car No. Mfl07707,j
and. that secured, be hurried out t
the beautiful home of Mrs. Villard uj
the Hudson. He came to it by tb
lower road, and as be approached tha
house he saw Marie in the sloping hill
side garden. He stepied in the shelter
of the wall to consider. A few days
ago his first Impulse would hare been
to rush up to Marie and seise her and
compel her to tell what she knew, but
Marie had proved herself to be a slip
pery customer. She brd denied know
ing Ned on his first ni(,'t'iig with her
after the runaway. She had denied
knowing earnest and eager and black:
Aunt Debhy when that faithful servant
of June's mother had bappeued upon
Marie in the market, and ouly j'ester
day Marie had run away from the en
tire family, taking June's collie. Bounc
er, with ber. There waa little to be
gained from Marie. If Ned were able
to force himself in and search the
house June would be bidden by aom
one or be helped to escape, as had
happened yesterday at the Widow
O'Keefe's and also at the Bond Securt'
ties building and everywhere else. ! S :
there was but one thing to doto cos-,?
ceal himself about the grounds until
June herself should appear. He' adopt-'
ed that course; and the weary hour
dragged on, noon, afternoon, evening. (
With the dusk the luxurious llmou '
sine of Gilbert Blye left the hospital,,
and in its brllliautly lighted cemfor
feat the precious June and Mrs. Villard,
Tommy Thomas. Orin Cunningham
feeling toward these people. They liked
her. If their views of life were not her' "
views she could keep her own. They,'
seemed to have discovered that ahaT'
meant to retain ber ways of thlnklrr
and living, and It was so much Bio r '
since - they tiad .apparently acknowl-
edged this. Now her work as conrpan"
ion to Mrs. VHlard would be mucin "
more pleasant. They were chatting to
gay comradeship as they drew near th
Villard home.
Ned Warner n the shades of nbjfct
drew in ventured into the VHlard far
den and nearer the bouse. As he crept ,
up toward the back porch the door
opened and June's collie came bound
ing out for an evening run. Bouncer
had no sooner hit the open than be
gave a loud yelp and came tearing
straight In Ned's direction. He jumped
mad circles around Ned, leaped upoa
blm, barking bis loudest welcome, ran
halfway up to-the bouse, ran back t
bark his joy at Ned again and started
to bring Marie!
He had no need to go all the wny.
Marie h id come out on the rear Krc"i
to see what was the matter with M's
June's pet. and the lights from the '
house glistened n her high cheek
hones and h-r liberal supply of gums.
Ned had sfcp-wvl back among ths
bushes with tlu tio;i- of edging him
self over to the wall before Marie could
srrlv . To his urpilse. however,
Marie, though she looked down In that
direction, did not come. She called
Bouncer, .and together they went Into
the house. Ned took ndvnn':'':' of
Marie's Indifference and of IvMii..-pr's
confinement to slip closer and kok la
at the windows, front, side and rear.'
The lower floor was brightly Ulumu:i.fe
ed. tho front porch light being lit as IT
someone were exacted. Jane! Some
instinct told Ned that she was coming.
He concealed himself behind the shrub
bery near the porte-cochere and waited.
Suddenly be involuntarily teused
himself. Wheels were approaching.
Then a brilliantly lighted limousm
ped into sight, and as it turned
the curve Ned saw in it his beautiful
runaway bride. Over her was bending
ihe dark, handsome face oT the Msck
Vandyked Gilbert Blye. bis eyes glow
ing and on his lips that desplcabl
smile.
With an oath Ned stepped forward.
At last bis moment had arrived. With- '
In another Instant as Gilbert Blye help-
ed June, from the !lmoalne Ned wwtlsi
hav the scoundrel by tb tbroaL ' J
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