HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1942-12-9, Page 2Heart of Gold
By Pitt Moore
Ano shook her heat] in a stubborn
tatshion.
"Rut I'm thirsty all the sante," she
announced decidedly.
"Weil, 111 run down to the kitchen
and get you some milk," Jean tont
her. "f shan't be a minute,"
As it happened, however, Jean was
considerably more than a minute
before she returned with the milk,
When she reached the kitchen she
fount] the two little maids in difficul-
ties over the dinner, and in helping
then( to get out of their perplexities
she quite forgot about poor Ann's
milk.
In fact it was not until they were
in the middle of washing up that
the memory of it came back to her
and, stricken with remorse, she
hurriedly poured out a glass of
milk and carried it up to the room
where the twins slept.
To her horror the room, when.
she reached it, was empty. The
sides of the two little cots had been
let down, a- new accomplishment on
the part of the twins, of which Jean
bad known nothing. The bed
clothes were pushed back,' the'
twins had disappeared and so had
the two brand new sailing boats.
Jean could leap to but one con
elusion, that the twins, tired of
waiting till tomorrow, bad decided
to go and sail their new toys on
Bowmere Ponds at once.
. For an instant she wondered how
they bad managed to slip out of the
house unobserved, Then it occurred
to her that the 'front door had been
left open for some minutes while one
of the two new boarders put his car
round in the stables, which had been
converted into a garage.
It was probably in those few min
Utes while no one was about the
hall that the twits had made their
escape.
Jean. hesitated a moment, un-
certain what to do.
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Rho haul no means Of telling
exactly how inueh. etart the twine
had of her, but, in any ease, it would
take then the best part of au hour
to reach molt^mere Ponds, always
provided --and Jean's heart was
racked suddenly at the more thought
—that they did not get run over on
the way, If she hurried she might
still be in time to prevent their
drowning themselves in the Pon<ts.
She raced downstairs and, with.
out waiting for hat or coat, although
the summer evening was decidedly
fresh, firing open the front door, is
tending to start off in pursuit.
As site opened the front door,
however, she found herself face to
face with David Edwards, who lead
that moment raised his hand to
knack for admittance.
He was clearly somewhat taken
by the sight of her agitate¢ face.
'Hullo!" he enquired, :n some
surprise. "What's all the hurry?"
"The twines!" gasped Jean, breath-
lessly.
"What about them?" he asked,
with quick concern in his voice,
"They've gone Off to. llowntere
Ponds to sail their new boats." said
Jean, "and I'm so afraid- that they'll
get drowned, if they're not run over
on the way, I'm just gong alter
them."
"Come along then," stet David,
"Lucky thing I hadn't war`e,i to put
my car away in the garage, its being
out will save time."
"Which way do I go " he added,
when a moment later they were
seated side by side in his car.
Jean directed him with a quick
clearness which made him admire
the way she could keep her head
even in all emergency like the
present,
"Lucky thing there's a moon," ob-
served David, es they shot down the
main street of }loltfordene "'t will
he easier to see them. You keep an
eye nut to that side of the, toad ,tri
i'll look Out ea this" --for Jean in
her ekcitement a'as wildly trying to
see both sides of tha road at once.
By the time Bltwmeee Ponds, look•
ing sLll1 and ghostly in the moon-
light, had appeared '11 si there
wnis 110 sign of the twins. David
drove the oar. 'n to ,t ridge: of lend
which ran between the two ponds,
and sprang out, going round to open
the door for Jean, but. la her anxiety
she did not wait, and was out of tate
car by the time he hal reecheit the
other side.
"I don't see a sign of them any,
where,' he announ•,el looking frun
side L+ Side , •l `caxsr
Jean clutched anxiously at his
arm.
'You don't think that they could—
could be drowned " site gasped ir,
horror-stricken tomes. ""rhe ponds
most awfully deep, awl if they did
fall in they would he drowned for a
certainty."
"Olt. I dont think anything like
that has happened," Duv.0 hastened
to reassure her, with a cheerfulness
which he was very fa: Iran feeling.
"For one thing even if they had
fallen in their boats would still be
fluting on tt'c Lop of the water."
He glanced at the utter its he
spoke, and toeing ho.v thickly it
was covered in places with reeds
and water 1!1'1 s realised the faultc.
iousa es of his ,.tve stat.(ncut. lied
the twins 'ellen into those treachcr•
ons waters while clalping their
boats it wa more than probable
1i+et. neither 'hey ser the boats
would aver 'se to the enface again.
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"What are we to de?' demanded
Jean, in ]int 'ring aneen ;,
David did tel reply fa moment,
in the fa"o fir those tw t broad
stretches of water lying so calm,
Unruffled' and heartless in the moon-
light, there seemed very little that
he could suggest.
'Then a ',sudden !bright thought
oatne to him.
"I'll tell you what has probably
happened, they're quite possibly
safe at home again by now, You
see„ after all, two email children aa
young as the twlnls, wandering along
the streets at this blas of 'night in
their pyjamas—tor you say that they
had not taken the trouble to dregs—
wbtniel be ,pretty conspicuous objeeta.
and it is more than likely some kind-
ly policeman has token them into
his care: Anyway, by this time
1hey're probably either at the police
station or else back at Upton
Volare,"
"Do you really thixtk so?" she
asked, anxious to snatch at any
enui) of comfort.
David nodded, trying by the very
toriwkeitim.-- tows
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emphasis of the gesture to impart
conviction to poor Jean.
"Yes, I do think so," he assured
her. "Now where shall we go first—
Upton House or the police station?
I bet you anything you like that they
are at one or tite other,"
"Wen, we have to pass tate police
station to get to Upton House,"
suggested Joan„ "so let's call in
there on our way."
The police sergeant whom they
found sitting behind the desk at the
station, looking singularly benign
and fatherly without his helmet,
shook his head when he heard what
they bad to say.
He turned up a large ledger and
looked at it anxiously, much as
though the twins had been some-
body's lost dog, or a wristwatch
which had been carelessly mislaid.
"No, sir," he said at length, for
David had acted as spokesman,
"nothing has been heard of any two
children to -night. Do you say you
think they've got drowned in Bow -
mere Ponds?"
David frowned quickly upon the
man, with a warning glance in the
direction of Jean•
"No, I don't think anything of
the sort," he retorted gravely.
"What I said was' that they went
to sail their boats there so far as
we know, and we were wondering
whether any of your people stopped
them on, the way."
"If they've fallen into those
ponds," said the police sergeant,
"they'll be drowned to a certainty.
Terrible treacherous them. waters
are!" And it appeared as though
he took quite a pessimistic relish
in the thought.
David turned quickly to Jean. He
saw that there was nothing to be
gained by (staying at the police
station, and was anxious to ge.t her
out of earshot of the gloomy
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sergeant as soon as possible:
"1 don't think we're doing tory
good waiting here," he said. "Let's
go home and see 1f anyone has taken
diem there."
ale held open. the door of the
police station for Jean to go out,
"If you don't find 'ern at ]tome,
sir " coiled the sergeant after hila,
just let me know and 1'11 get some
men to drag the ponds for the
bodies."
David eiosed the door of the
police station with an angry shun,
hoping by this nteane to shut off
those last words from Jean., but
from her white face it was clear to
him that she had heard them,
She made no continent, but
tumbled back into the ear, and they
drove in silence to Upton House.
Jean was out of the car almost
before it had stopped, and was
banging eagerly on the front door.
When one of the maids calve to
open it in response to her Mended
knocking, Jean demanded eagerly
whether anyone had brought the
twine home.
The maid looked deeply mystified.
"Why no, miss!" she replied- "I
thought you put them to bed a long
time ago—before dinner."
Jean did not wait to explain
the situation, but darted back to the
oar,
"They're not here, David." she
said despaitiugly. "We'd better go
back to the police station and get
that man to—to drag the ponds."
She shivered slightly as she
spoke, and David looked at her with
quick concern on his handsome
young face.
"You're cold!" be said concern-
edly,
"'A bit," ,Dean admitted.
"Then run along up to your room
end fetch a coat," he commanded,
'before we go back to the police
station:"
"I won't wait fon• one uow," said
Jean in agitated tones.
"You must!" he insisted. "You
can't do any good to the twins by
making yourself ill." Wheu he re-
membered the weediness of the
water at Bowenere Ponds he very
much doubted whether anyone could
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do tits linins any good now, but he
did not say this to Jean, "Or can
I go up to your room and get a coat
for you?"
"No, it's all might, 111 go," said
Jean, darting its through the door,
which the bewildered nail] was still
holding open, "I won't keep you
waiting a minute."
She dashed up the stairs three at
a time and, throwing open the door
of her t'oom, went to the wardrobe
to gat down, her coat without troub-
ling to light the gas.
As she stood, there struggling into
her coat the moon, which had been
momentarily obsoun'ed by a small
cloud, shone brightly into the roost
again, lighting up the bed with
wonderful clearness.
Jean caught her breath with a
little sob of thankfulness, for the
moon had shown her something
else. It had shown her the
sleeping Paces of the twins, who
were lying side by side in. the bed,
their arms rotund one another,
white en the eiderdown reposed
their two new boats.
The' sudden access of relief was
too much fon' Jean. She flung herself
on her knees by the 'side of the bed
and, .burying her face in. the eider-
a: i.li litun(T,
"P Oar Jeatr." he said, in sympa-
thetic tones, "Why are you crying?"
With a great effort Jean repressed
her desire to embrace ltitn and,
assuming instead the air of a stern
guardian, demanded—
"Why did you and Ann frighten
me by getting out of your cots after
T had lucked you up in them?"
"I found out how to undo the side
of mine," replied Jackie, with an air
of conscious pride, "and I taught
Ann how to do hers,"
"That was no excuse," retorted
Jean severely. "Why did you and
Ann come clown Isere and get into
my bed?"
"Well, you see," explained Jackie
laboriously, "Ann was thirsty, and
you didn't conte bank with the milk
and we conidn'L• go to sleep, and we
thought that if we came down and
got into your bed, the morning
wouhl come quicker, and then we
could go and sail our new boats on
the ponds"—and he leaned forward'
to stroke his treasure lovingly.
Jean gathered the sleeping Ann
into her arms and, telling Jackie
to follow with the two boats, carried
her back to her own room again.
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