| Show JUST LIKE ARGENTINA Heroines are always gliding and hiding hid-ing Nelly Fairfield thought laying down the three volumesol A Dead Mystery She had read Lady Damp ticks Doom and Lurid Lightnings GreenGrey Eyes and The One Legged Witch three volumes each of the most bloodcurdling description that tho village library could supply Nellys taste in romance was not of the highest She liked to hare her blood curdled And as the fouf weeks of her country visit had been incefsantly wet she had trotted her young friend and hostess Mary Marsh in the pony trap every scond day to the village library in search of the wierd and mysterious mys-terious At the end of her months visit to Darkleigh Court Nellys fair and curly little head was bewildered b three puzzling discoveriesthat Hubert Marsh Marys obliging brother was desperately in love with her insignificant I insignifi-cant little self that the country was a compound of gray sky rain and mud whatever tne poets said to the contrary and thHtheroines especially Argentina the last heroine could cry without spoiling their violet eyes and their pretty litle noses and that they bad a habit of gliding and hiding Argentina often did and Nelly was beginning toe to-e just hke Argentina since the heir of Dirkleigh Court had begun to do her chivalrous service from morning till I I night to win a word or a smile Hubert is like Lord Lockwoo1 In A Dead Mystery she told Mary Marsh I I as they went down arminarm ready to see a new guest at dinnera great event in a weatherbound countrv souse He has blackhair and eyebrows and there the likeness ends said dumure Miss Maty with a smile We dont want Hubert to be a forger or a highwayman high-wayman or a corsair or what ever it was not like Lord Lockwood thank you S youBut I do like a man to have something i some-thing mysterious something grand as if he were able hTo slay somebody hinted Mary I IThn would be romantic and out of the common I I I Oh no said Nelly helplessly I but I cant explain Hubert lo < 1k3 adventurous I I adven-turous lie might have been a courtier in the old times and helped in secret councils and I I Planned the smothering of princes II and all that laughed Marv Poor I Hubert I I did nut know what a bad I opinion you had of him Nelly Nelly drew away her arm and tried I desperately to explain but they had I reached the last step of the stairs and the new guest was taking off bis coat in the hall I He was a bigeyed bigmustached t I burly man with a sort of cousinly lice I ness to a bull dog He was afterwards j introduced as our friend Gobblecock i who has come from London to spend a day or two with Hubert There was also at dinner that clay a neighbor of Darkleixh Courta handsome hand-some young fellow fair Harry C1ive1 i 1 who took the world easy His chief i i 1 pastime was twirling the end of his i I muetacbe and hie only troubles in life i t were laying foundationstone and grac ing the pihtiorrn at public meeting i i His occupations raag d from lawn1 I tennis in umtuer to sUignitjj wiiittr < i and drivinc a four inhand He called I I Mus Marsh Mary and hf called him J Harry they bad Known each other since he painted new complexions on I i her dolls In his Ctop holidaj s and since her baby bands Stitched the calico that sailed his ship Now when boys and I girls l begin as playmates they often only end as friends new faces and new ways bare some day a mysterious attraction that the too well known lace had not Sir Harry Cure stood by the window that night curling his mustache on his lingerand joying Nellys chatter with I little Itobin Marsh on her theory of f Bluebeard having possibly been the wjcked uncle mentioned theBbes in the Wood He cduldnt have been their uncle said the small boy because there were never any babes in reality and its ails story Ob yes there were babes there were it is a positive fact said Nelly truly encash The little boy looked bewildered 1I11tSlr Harry bUrl inw a laugh and watched The pretty girl as steadily HttlgBobio did Hubert Marsh disappeared from the group at the wjpdow He was raftebi ward seen intho garden kicking the gravel and smosirfg cigar foor let lOW There arc 111gboysthl1 anlX in upsjaedown worlds < ours ioiHTa6 little mite I You dont believe in Bluebeard either Waic till ydu me him some day said Mary demure and diJUt nt looking round froth her laccwbrk Master Robin looked straight across the room at big Mr Gobbiccock It was a look of inquiry he had his doubt Lucidly tile friend from Londonva not looktn ihataray He had madeis thousand apoloftfeajjfiijfins hojstould not zaaelcgyosexcept in HS old fri r1ds house and they sad all clamored clam-ored excusevand assent and he had begged for jijtle tabe tWh5ns lfjn aOr outof thCjgajSfiprner ill th ± flg room nndspreadfnewepersrberei and a larlicscknnil J < Kl or hisblag leather bag bc tePia o orstnd1otisi firing remarkstlljll while like stray shots into ili cjinyerjat pn atiI paving j attention to what gljerybne vrt sayiiocf I wouWdq inanotjwr < ocrr ifypji would let HifpoThazard i hurasyott will not exllaiue you are oogoodl l shall be f ndaton p 1 Ullf hour 1 Mr Marssrie4n3jrttali nbodt stories from the posnLw2sprmIsisi1atsh l terhadlefLg a r tis sJudS merqmtlt mln ili kindly host my Robin Ts not what I was long ago I set beans t to grow a > Stall iie the famous Jack and even I i now ± f I will read a story I like to be1 I here it Once in six months may be 11 I I pet held of one worth reading and then i alt the men and women I have met in it live forevermore Whats the good of salary that a fellow feels is a hoax and I Mt am Now theres f h n trboo rT trial Svery one is tSlfcing Ji4bty Cdt j tbat giri Knth Mos is somewhere in the worid she is living like s violt in a I wooaj pdJJ lfui G r r r 1 t r amabaplThand thats all one IifDOC > cLeous jp Ocha can eaiT I I is shortl let u do tmichbccauCwoiov t i much r That rPR LSfT or ti 1ow 1 I aliursIt as much as Nelly there nod my MJ1rTJ She marries no one in th novel I py there is stcafellde Lever mel fit to I I ut his band under her foot to send her I up toihe saddle I beg your pardon i Harrv but you wont mind i dont I think von are good enough for Ruth j either ei1htrI right ri Sb Vt break my j heart for that said Sir Harry Id rather have a real live girl than a dream II though that is a very true character very realvery I In fact Ruth Moss reminded re-minded me of somebody I have met Have you read BrighUey Court Miss Fairfield Nelly had not Mary had suggested and she had rejected It as too cnroman ticAh Ah you should read that cried both the men in doet Marys father and Sir Harry Clive Whois it by7saM the voice of Mr Gohbtejoct Hyacinth Grey Mr Gobblecock with a grunt returned re-turned to his papers It A lady I should think said the young baronet Ah I Im sure of it Who else could have told us about Ruths dresses and the color of her hair Yet theres an amazing amountof knowledge of horses In that book and of barrack life said Mr Marsh and Hyacinth Grey has one novel about London city life and another about yachting the voice of Gobblecock interrupted 4 In my time school Hyacynihus was a Greet bob but these ladies that write novels dont trouble their heads about Classical accuracy Soon he wrote a long letter sent it to the post folded his newspapers into the blacK bag and came with a thousand more apologies and made up for his ab sencc by talking with a volubility of a dozen His stories made everybody laugh his gentleness with the girls made up for his lack of good looks his talk of foreign cities made them wonder how as our friends beypnd the channel would say he was most home when he was abroad In a word Gobblecoek was a pleasant man good companya success Even Hubert came back heartaches and all and joined the cir cre And then the candles gleamed around the drawingroom and Nelly looked her prettiest and Mary Marsh her sweetest and Robin was noisiest Harry Clive was pleased with himself and all the world Hubert was only beard once overheard by Nelly to murmur to his sister that he wished Harry was far enough Mr Marsh nfade n happy paterfamilias and fet like a boy again when he detected Harry Cliw waiting on Nelly and poor Hubert getting angry In short it was a pleasant pleas-ant family circle and Gobblecock bad become a favorite with everybody except little Itobin whose jtniud had been disturued aboutjBluebeard At Darkleigh Court the ladies had always al-ways an hour to themselves while the men finish the late evening in the smokingroom or at the billiardtable To night Nelly took up the book that was the talk of the season and rend a fewchapters while Mary worked Presently Mr Marsh came in So glad you are reading that Nelly I It is beauty and poetry from cover to cover no matter whntit talk about thehunU ingfield or the camp cr the barrack yard or anything Mary did not look up from her work butane said gently Hyacinth Greys books are all delightful He must be a man with a noble mindS mind-S Mr Marsh paced up and down the room thinking his thoughts had darted otfto subject nearer his heart 1 wonder what that boy of mine has on his wind Hesaid He stumps about over my head up and down up and down till 2 and 3 in tbe morning I wish you would find out what is troubling him i Mary Poor Hubert It 1i lheP = I worries me to think he may have some trouble and wont tell me Find out if you ran 5 hBe has a littlesittincreom too in the Trcst tower < < has he noU1 Nelly askedfi when Mr Marsh had gone The light Is burning there tilll every night I1 have looked out and seen the bright windowand wondered The light burned inthe upper window of the w t triwer thilt Bight till the cloc struck 11 rterwl1ros Hubert walked up and down in the room over I his fathers till halfpast L He must have mer trouble on his mind f though Nelly peepidplrom under the corner ol her indowblin I and seeing the lonely light Heulik tbe Polar bear ia the oojogTcaT garaensl though his sleep I less father listened to the footsteps for half the night SOn S-On the next evening Hubert had carried car-ried off Brightley court to that snug littcl sittingroom of his in the tower Mary Marsn asked Nelly to run up for it as her brother and her father and the great Mr G6bblecock were all faraway far-away billttrds > Kelly in i Hubert owadosnmions delayed f layed tojook reriridher efbreshe > tookt the open volume from the table r All at ence footatepand1HaMft < sTolce and i the voice of the dread Gobblecock were close outside the doorrSeizid by a silly fear of being found she thought of Ar gentinairMtia last romance and re selred to ben herwlne for puce in her life she did just hit > sbe skosld not I have done sha stepped behind aicreeti True she might haTe stepped out at I once bravely and make a jokeof iti but by hesitation that chance was lost I honld she fantp = should sLfcopgbr for the smoke Ws eJJekinjf her J She atoppcdier wlthapairet lagers and stood there in an agony offeir When she took her fingers Out of here I I her-e rs to hear if theyjrere going away Aerbsrl was saying It is absolutely necessary to put the I I baronet out of tbe way My idea was prison J I Nelly shuddered and tFotrn cold U1 4 Nodotsmkrle iiot 1murderiI I tt De avoided I have t can OSlbly aT 1 Shrunk troth that for yearsahrssJ J I aid Gobblecock I j 1 Nelly could aot put her fingers into I 1 lier ears agan Should she scream out loud 1 Sbould she fall down with a bang f I en the floori J I Is rather torrid Idea said llub srt refSectbijcly oiDnt 1 shall have no ftorrorsl I lt shall be poisoning jdrownin if I ouldTnanage taking him abroad and doing some Loatlag per EepE he might Se lured into aNete = ran cn Jalncco Very good said the other That rain Is a monster I thought Sell Hubert excited but hej cool He is jtMdiBfuHofert on pretcndingto k aFe < it > I mcaflIpiPt pe OB < < T ia pocket I casaN you sId Hubert I want yoate put me up to Ue legal formalities e1aiea3iae wilL Forgery For-gery is ratl Tw6rked out but I dont see anything else If I were yon said Gobblecock I Ljgcld send the old man to a lunatic asvlum andre and-re and more Nellie was like Argentina Argen-tina SJiciadtndslidingndChiding and had stepped mp the middle of an entanglement of crime and mystery he knelt down 1frlngDper hands I shall make hIm a lnaaticat S said Hubert Very well then stop at that Over exciUrmcntpUing on the agonyis altogether al-together a mistake I doathke the idea of ronrderbutlthallgladlyproTideyou with all sue information aboat the will To avoid horrors should getrid of the I old man intoa lonatic asylum I am not sanguine but I wish you luck my lad and plots of this kind have succeeded suc-ceeded before now though I tell you it is not to my taste There was a pause of smoking and of choking for Nelly who had sunk on the floor Then that horrible monster blecock said And the girlis it to be Nellytsbe cOuld hear the laugh in his voice as if he had made a shrewd guess What Is to become of her Hubert hesitated Ought she ever to know who the murderer is By this time the poor heroine who was Just like Argentina felt as If the human heart that Argentina bad not were being smashed by a blow and tonv n two Hubert the man whom I I she had begun to love and trust was loaded with guilty secretsa villain of the deepest dye It was GubKonxk that had ruined himof course it was Gobblecock who had done all l the mischief mis-chief Gobblecock was an unmitigated monster Nelly screamed out loua shrill piercing scream that rang through every lamp and glass and echoed as if the ground itself had shrieked till walls and ceilings thrilled with It S Nelly came to her ien ea lying on a couch in the drawingroom surrounded by the whole household She was afraid of Gobblecock who was gently fanning herthe monster I And she shrank from Hubert who was so glad to see one con scions look in her eyes Poor Hubert She burst into tears at the sight of him That villain of the deepest dye Had be not brought our friend from London to be a conspirator a plotter of dark deeds Nelly wanted to speak to Mary The others were all sent away and to Mary she told all the escapade = how she bait slipped into a thrilling situation just like Argentina in A Dead Mystery andMary interrupted her by saying quietly Hubert is writing a story His Iriend is a writer from London You dear little goose they were only planning plan-ning the book Huberts friend correspondent cor-respondent for a foreign paper You saw him at his letter last nignt And he I has written stories Brightley Court U his He put our home in that and even poor little me You need not make your eyes bigger Nelly Oh Mary 1 will Hnrbert ever forgive mePoor villain of the deepest dyeHe will asK you never to be the heroine of a dead mystery again But Mary did you lay that that that big manwrote Brightley Court You are fluth1 know ityou are JinthI I He imagines 50 He is Hyacinth Grev Bat you look frightened Ruth will marry Hyacinth Grey Nelly gasped W 1 ol1 admire himfrom mv heart said this calculating heroine but I must show you my little pearl ring Harry gave it to m tonight Alas let Shakespeare say what lie will there as something in a name Not 1 even Juliets love would have sufficed if snp had lived in these day and if Romeos Ro-meos name had been Gobblecock |
