Mary Louise Solves a Mystery

tened to relieve him of his hand baggage, which consisted of a "roll-me-up" or "carryall" of brown canvas, strapped around the middle, such as

by a gray flannel shirt with a flowing black tie, knotted at the throat, and a soft gray hat that was a bit weathersta

g his baggage to the

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ing, espied the arrival and after a glance at the ini

ason J

e the doctor who

ctor Ans

t. Where'

istinct and a trifle sharp. He seemed ill at ease and looked arou

must acquaint you with her condition, which is serious. I have engaged a room for yo

gistered at the desk and then turned

rying the roll of baggage. The grandeur of the room they entered, which was convenient to the suite of Mrs. Jones, seemed to astonish the artist, although it wa

urvive, but it is a matter of days-perhaps hours. Her greatest anxiety at present is

he say

es

nts to be r

e d

on, that," remarked

the doctor. "She has every confidence in you and admires your char

thin of figure and hardened of muscle; his head was bald in front, giving him the appearance of a high forehead, and the hair at the back and around th

ing the minutes; not that you are so dear to her," he asserted in retaliation for the sneer upon his he

ess ma

ing which he considered how best to handle this peculiar artist, "that I will all

ked with the man, she would revise her opinion of him and make other disposition of her finances and the guardianship of her child. In that case it would not be

occupied by his wife. The governess had been instructed to take Alora out for a ride; there was no one in the little

r quietly and remember the danger of exciting

us intentness, savoring of reluctance. Then he slowly advanc

ared dazed and even bewildered by the event, and while he had once lived in luxurious surroundings his later experiences must have been so wholly different that the splendor of his wife's mode of living quite embarrassed him. Yes, the contrast was sharp, it must be admitted; the man had formerly shared Tony Seaver's

the sick chamber and was echoed by anothe

his feet and hurried into

d Jason Jones, standing in the m

me, the nurse, was bending over the still form. Pushi

with the husband from whom she had so long been parted, she had

erly he bent down and closed the eyes and pressed the lips together. He smoothed the lines from the cheeks, so that the face became more natural in appearance. Then, with a sigh-for he had become fond of this brave, beautiful patient-he turned

or Janet turned her back abruptly, while the ma

ooked at the nur

amed? Was it you, or

itated

I saw her face and knew th

ognized it as a lie. But he made no comment and with a last