Bob Younger's Fate — page 145: what you’re looking at

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136. BOB YOUNGER’S FATE. ~The maid clapped her hands in apparent. joy, though her heart gave an awful thump of fear; she must act quickly if she wished to prevent the down- fall of their plans. | “That will ‘suit exactly. When you reach our house it will be a part of your journey to the police headquarters, and if you like I can go on with you from that point.’ ‘It is wholly unnecessary, as I would prefer that you remain with your sister over night, and come to — mein the morning. I can easily take the cars after leaving your dwelling, and accomplish my errand without any attendant.”’ : “Then you will go?” joyfully. “Yes; I shall be pleased to spend a few minutes “with your sister if it will be the means of affording her a little solace.” ‘‘Let me thank you for the kindness. The future will alone show how deeply it 1s appreciated.”’ ‘That will do,’’? said Myra, with a smile at the hghtning change from sorrow to joy. ‘“‘Now get your hat, and we will start at once.”’ Darkness had fallen over the city. Pedestrians were hurrying on their way as if in expectation of a breaking out of the storm that was evidently in the air. The two women walked hastily on their way, like. their fellow men, neither saying much, for both seemed busy with their thoughts. The maid cast her bright eyes about her from time to time as if in search of possible danger or surveil- - lance, but Myra gazed only straight ahead. She was thinking of Belton and his promise to meet her this night; of Theo and his possible where- abouts. The last thought brought a sob to her bosom. Te was not even yet certain that her lover was alive. He might at this moment be lying somewhere with his dead face turned upward toward the stars, his body the prey of the corroding elements. She could have cried outright at the idea, but bravely _ keeping down her emotion she ‘hastened onward. cS Gomicboo