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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1940-01-04, Page 2THURSDAY, JANUARY 4th, 1910 ill by Eardley Beswick young sort of to in­ to be “Oh, I’m sure they are,” she as­ sured him pragmatically though her only actual proof was of the safety of the pocket book and let­ ters her fingers had touched some half hour earlier. He seemed relieved. “Good," he said, “Now to allay your natural anxiety for the well-being of your patient. He’s doing quite well, thanks to the care you took of him- He must have a constitution like a horse. Of course he’s not goifig to be much to look at for a few days and we shall have to keep him in bed, between us, for at least the rest of the week." “But he can’t!” she interjected. “He said it was vital he should be about this morning." “Natural enthusiasm of a man for his job, but not the enthusiasm it’s always wise dulge. Any fellow needs kept in bed for a few days after he’s been blown up. The dope was pro­ bably the very best thing for him in the circumstances. Ensured him when he most needed a good, long sleep, though I doubt if it was ad­ ministered with that kindly inten­ tion. Anyway in a day or two he’ll hardly be a scrap the worse. Bene­ fits of a virtuous life, you might say. The shot they must have giv­ en him would have been enough to finish a self-indulgent man proper­ ly out of condition. I’m not at all sure I should have stood it so well myself." He puffed out his chest. “By the way, did you order that breakfast?" “>Of course,” she answered. And, “;Of course,’’ he echoed her ironically. “I needn’t have asked that, I’m sure,” he continued as if by way of apology, “but I’ve been up all night and there’s nothing like the early hours to give one an appetite. You will find as you increase in know­ ledge of the world that all good strategy is based on commissariat, and I can assure you that our strat­ egy will have to good if we are to of the wood with paused as for a to rid himself of his pedantic air, and then shot a question at her: “Tell me, who made you imagine that Mr. Hendringham was in dan­ ger?” lip in a rab- now. “That lot nearer. I what might compromis­ “I shall be ridi'lieve you,” she snapped. “It’s culous* absolutely ridiculous!” His right hand came slowly from his pocket. “Well, I’m to have to be brutal," he said, time’s short and I’ve stood about enough of this nonsense, shriek, whatever you do. be the very last noise you mitted to make.” CHAPTER Illi Yellow SHoes away sorry “but No don’t It might were per­ it’s cold pressing scream if that,” be uncommonly find ourselves out Mark 1702.” He moment in which Appeal to Patriotism She kept him waiting for her ans­ wer this time, frowning, biting her lower lip, an action that displayed two perfect little teeth, very charm­ ingly against the natural red. “I don’t know,” she said at last, un­ willing to open her mind to this man' for whom her original anti­ pathy had all the time been steadily augmenting. “I suppose I just felt like that,” she added unconvincing­ ly. He shook his precisely-combed head, looking at her dubiously. “Quite sure you’ve nothing actual to go on?” he persisted. “Well, I knew he was being watch­ ed for one thing.” “Watched? By whom?” “By some of ht nasty kind of men they’ve been taking on at the Works lately." “Give Me Those Tubes!” “I was instructed hy Mr. Mench to give him a copy of anything I did for Mr. Hendringham.” He screwed his eyebrows per­ plexedly. “And Mr. Mench is . . “The new financial director at Works." “Mench?” he said half aloud only And as if sucking the word through | his heavy lips. “What does lie look I like? Can you describe him?” « “Well, he’s short and elderly with [ a gi’ey pointed beard, just a tuft! under the chin and then, starting j again, on his cheeks, pretty well all over his face in fact, and very bushy eyebrows. He ... he wears tinted glasses, just a little tinted, and smokes cigars all the time. 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Milbarn Co., Ltd., Toronto, Ont. “Mench?" he was saying as if to himself, dwelling on the word at if trying to find some recognisable flavor in it. “Good God!” he said quite suddenly as if he had reached an abhorrent conclusion. “Surely that lot can’t have got inside so early as all that!” “I don’t know what lot you mean.” He recovered himself abruptly. “Forgive me. Talking to myself really. Well, your Mr. Mench seems a sinister sort of old gentleman, eh? He hasn’t got any sort of foreign accent, I suppose?" “Oh, no. He speaks like an Eng­ lishman, only there’s always a sort of whine in his voice, as if he were perpetually grumbling.” She bright­ ened with a quick intuition. “Oh, I know." she cried, “he’s got yellow­ ish teeth and they’re continually nibbling at his lower bity sort of way." “Ah-h-h!” he said brings him a -whole Queer I didn’t get him earlier, thought I knew every member of that outfit, but he’s a number one man, you can take it from me. How­ ever, it’s time we finished this in­ terview, delightful though it has been for one of us at any rate." Now he smirked revoltingly. “If the ser­ vice is anything like punctual here that breakfast -will be along in about ten minutes. I don’t suppose you want to be caught in De considered rather a ing situation, eh?" She colored a little, glad to get back to my room," she said pointedly, if only as ac ounter for his compliment a few minutes earlier. He rose. “Well, I’ll just take charge of those things of old Geoff's for you and then I expect you’ll want to be getting ready for your own breakfast.” He moved a step towards the door, his manner polite but somehow expectant. '"‘Now if you’ll just show me where you hid those odds and ends . . .” he said. Perhaps it was the memory of Hendringham’s sleep-besotted voice of the night one must get whatever the of this same ing, tubes: “They’re more important than anything. They must not go out of your possesion to anyone but Geoff himself.” Perhaps it was her increasing dislike of this man mak­ ing her obstinately unwilling to as­ sist him. Whatever it was she hesi­ tated. ‘Tarn afraid I can’t do that,” she said. Now he looked very genuinely surprised, he who had been so con­ fidently superior a moment before. “But my dear girl, nonsense. Why ever not?" he protested, “.I’m not going to hand to anyone until I get Mr. ham’s instructions." “But my dear girl, you any instructions, this entirely until he wake up." There was anger unmis- takeable in his tone now and she had the feeling that her inescapable perversity justified him. “Then why don’t you wake him up right away? Then it would be all right. I’d do whatever he said, but I won’t disobey his instructions. You told me not to yourself, remember, so I’m just not going to, so there." “Oh, my God!” he declaimed. ‘No­ body can wake him up for hours yet, and meantime the thing’s urgent. You know I’m his friend. You heard him send for me." He stretched out a hand as if to take her by the I shoulder. She might have yielded if I he hadn’t done just that. From him it was an unbearable familiarity. i “Please don’t touch me, Mr. Cope," i she said. “I’m quite determined, [ you know." His reply both astonished and frighteningly pleased her. Pleased because, in spite of the sudden pan­ ic it roused, it did so entirely just­ ly her in the obstinacy she was showing. Astonished her because: “Mr. Copel" he said contemptu­ ously. “What on earth makes you think I am Johnny Cope?” “What, aren’t you?” she gasped inadequately for all she was feel­ ing. “Not by any means, and I’d even go so far as to say I wouldn’t care to be in Johnny Cope’s shoes for the moment, not for a fortune, I would not. I’m afraid I’ve got to en­ lighten you a little with regard to Messrs. Hendringham and Cope, my dear. They’re a pair of twisters and they’ve been playing you up I finely all the time. I’ve been sent | down to put a stop to their little j games and from what you. told me I fancy it’s time something of the kind was done. Fellows like who would betray their own try . . His voice had been glibly dent but his words seemed too pre­ posterous for her to accept them lor a single moment. Now, more than ever, she felt she would have to put up a fight against him, “I don’t be- before, hold of it, see it even, excuse. Got me?” Mr. Cope’s voice say- a litle later of the two- celluloid “They’re saying: “No and them over Hen drin g- can’t givehe He’s out of chooses to that coUn- confi THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE gjiisa til she felt at last Its hard inexorable barrel against her ribs. It was as it all that day between her nd violent death was th a thin soft flannel of her pyjama coat, But this, abrupt­ ness did not help him. She’ swayed now with a genuine inclination to­ wards swooning, swayed and clung to the door handle. “I know.” She faltered on the words. “I’ll hurry all right in a min­ ute but if you don't take that away I shall faint. I shall really.” There was no exaggeration about the statement, no idea of a ruse. Her brain was not alert enough any longer to plan a bluff. The feeling that inspired her protest must have been obvious to the man with the gun. He said; “Pull yourself to­ gether my deal* girl,” and the very change in his voice betrayed his alarm. He eased the gun an inch or two from her body. The face was now a considerable way from the valance, and had be­ come incorporated in a huge head, a head that was attached to a long, lithe body that rose slowly from the floor as if in attitute of crouching for a spring. It did not spring however, but moved swiftly towards the right the man with the gun. Miss Silvane recovered a der the intenisty of her She straightened, and her said encouragingly: Come along now. Not a moment- to lose.” There wasn’t however, for him so much as a moment. A knuckly hand like that of a skeleton was showing startlingly white against the dark sleeve of the arm that held the gun. It poised against the sleeve just above the crooked elbow its long white fingers pincer-like. Then suddenly the hand whipped down like a scorpion’s tail. Cope must limp, the weapon owner spun BLDDULPH HOME PREY TO FLAMES she ed it you, not silently arm and of little interest, assailant “That’s better, Ull- Damage, about $3,300 was caus­ ed by fire which destroyed the farm home of W. E*. Brownlee Jr., on the .fourth concession of Blddulph Township, about two miles from Lucan on Tuesday, December 26th. Neighbors rallied to Mr, Brown­ lee’s aid and carried most of the nome’s furnishings to safety, The farmer, his wife, and family of four were taken to his father’s home in Lucan for the night. The fire broke out about 11.30 in the evening. It was the second fire on the same L.rm in about five years. His barn was destroyed in the previous blaze, and was not rebuilt. The first fire broke out early in the afternoon, from a defective chimney. It was guished with only When it broke out hours later, it was been smoldering, undetected, in the meantime. The Lucan fire brigade was called but hampered by lack of water, was not able to save the the dwelling. from a believed extin- slight damage, again several believed it had “So your daughter is about marry. Do you really feel she ready for the battle of. life?" “She should ibe. She’s been four engagements already.” to is < in Claire drew rigidly away from him, repelled by the efficient horribleness of that so lethal-seeming, that squat and threatening little weapon in his right hand. She didn't want it to touch her, and it moving inexorably nearer, iSlie could not bear to ima­ gine the moment when little barrel should be against her flesh. “I shall scream. I shall you touch me with threatened in her turn. “You seem sufficienly afraid without my actually prodding though 'a prod in these cases is us­ ually remarkably effective, compel­ ling even.” He was again speaking quite coolly as if in control of his rage and confident that he would get his way. “Now, if you behave ypurself.V he said. “I promise you it shan’t come nearer to you than, say, six inches. The powder’d burn you a little, of course, point blank, but I doubt if you’d feel that after all." Her only instinct now was an un­ reasoned, an almost panic-stricken impluse to play for time. Breakfast would be up in a few minutes — how she blessed the real Johnny Cope for his insistence on that breakfast—if only she could hold him off until she heard the maid’s footstep on the stairs she would have won. “You’d wake up the whole house,” she said. “You could not get away with it then.” “On the contrary,” he answered glibly enough. “This little weapon’s quite effectively silenced. No good for long range .work, I ain afraid, but at close range, believe me, it makes a particularly fatal wound. I can almost, hear them say down­ stairs: ‘Another toothbrush 'glass gone west in number four.’ ” Then, his voice sharpened with urgency, he snapped: “We’ve had enough of this nonsense. Which is your room, quick?” She was entirely incapable of turning around. It was bad enough to face the thing, to have it point­ ing at her ribs. But if she had to turn her back on it she felt that she would go to pieces completely, faint perhaps. Reluctantly she backed towards the door, her whole mind in revolt against the idea of betray­ ing the poor, drugged man on the bed, the man who had appealed to her in his extremity, trusted hen Vindictively in her mind she curs­ ed the unknown Johnny Cope for not turning up as he so offhanded­ ly promised for letting down the man who equally had trusted him, who had seemed to think it could not be otherwise than all right when once Johnny Cope knew of his pre­ dicament. Her eyes stared desper­ ately about the room in their effort to avoid the sight of the thing that menaced her so unswervingly. And at that moment she caught her first glimpse of yellow shoes. It was only a glimpse they were only protruding the bed valance for a split Bright yellow, they were, extremely expensive-looking and fashionably shaped—her woman’s eye could take that much in in a split second—ex­ tremely conspicuous in colour, too. And from the way they .moved there were feet in them, the feet of a man who was quite certainly squirming under the bed. “Oh, look!" she gasped involun­ tarily. But the man with the gun never shifted his pale eyes from her face, only a little contemptuous smile ga­ thered oil his thick-lipped mouth. “Clever," he sneered. "Pretty well acted, too. But I’m too old in the tooth to be caught in that particu­ lar way, thank you. Come on now," he menaced. “Hurry!" She backed a couple of reluctant steps nearer the door, and her hand groped behind her for her latch. Her eyes were still focused on the bed valance from under which there now apeared a face, a bony, broad browed, astonishingdy ugly face, the mouth of which seemed to he purs­ ed in a tremendous effort to ensure her silence. “Sh-h-h-h!" it seemed to be soundlessly insisting, “You’ve got to give In, my dear girl," the man with tile gun was saying, more coaxingly now as if he had decided to add persii aviseness to the effect of her fright, “so you might as well get if. over quickly." Then his patience seemed to break again and: “Damn you, do you want me id shoot?" he sharped. Now he was pushing the weapon I slowly forward. Nearer it came un- ATTENTION I Make money during the Fall and Winter months by selling HARDY CANADIAN NURSERY Waddel-Bossenberry A very pretty wedding was sol­ emnized in Christ Church, Forest, on Saturday* December 23rd, at one o’clock when Aleen Christie, daugh­ ter of Mr. and Mrs. Bruce Bossen- berry, of Grand Bend, became the bride of William James Waddell, of Nhpanee, only son of Mr. and Mrs. William H. Waddell, of Owen Sound Rev. w. B. Hawkins, rector of Christ Church officiated and the bride who was given in marriage by her father wore a street length dress of Eliza­ beth blue with lame trim, matching turban and grape suede accessoiies and carried a corsage of orchids. Margaret Bossenberry was her sis­ ter’s only attendant. She wore a dress of Chinese tea crepe, black ac­ cessories and carried Talisman ros­ es. A. Bruce Medd, B.S.A., of Na- Alvin and were Play- Miss Ruth Walters sang “At Dawning" during the signing of the register, Following the ceremony a dinner for thirty guests was given at the home of her parents at Grand Bend. Among, those present were Miss M- Waddell, Toronto; Miss Jean of Hamilton; Mr. and Mrs. F. kins, of Exeter; Mr. and Mrs, Acheson, of Forest; Mr. and A. ,B. Medd and son David, of Na- panee; Mrs. M. Dalgety, Sombra; Mrs. A, H. Clinger, Rev. and Mrs. W. B. Hawkins, A. H. Bannister and H. Fraleigh, of Forest. Mr. and Mrs. Waddell will reside, in Napanee. 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