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I'll be back in a minute," ducked out into the hall and signaled a passing messenger, then stepped quickly back into the writing room and said, "I've sent for Bronson Vandeman." He settled deeper in his chair with, "I'll stay and see it out. If you get anything from Vandeman, I miss my guess." Upon our few moments of strained waiting, Vandeman breezed in, full of apologies for his shirtsleeves.
What's that?" cried Vandeman, a man snooping in the shrubbery outside getting more attention from him than one dodging pursuit three hundred miles away. "What do you mean, hounds?" and when he had heard the explanation of Dykeman's trailers, "I call that intolerable!" "Oh, I don't know." Worth reached over my shoulder for a cigarette. "Lose 'em whenever I like." I wasn't so certain.
If she could slip away for it, why not Ina Vandeman? As though he read my thoughts and answered them, Vandeman filled in, "A bride, you know, is dead certain to have at least half a dozen persons with her every minute of the time until she leaves the house on her wedding trip. Ina did, I'm sure. We'll just call her in, and she'll give you their names."
And Worth did take his time admiring her; I saw that; but all he found to say was, "Bobs, I suppose Jerry's told you that he's treed Clayte at Tiajuana?" "No," said Barbara, "he hasn't said a word. But I'm just as much surprised at Clayte's being caught as I was at Skeels escaping capture." "Say that over and say it slow," Vandeman was good natured.
Capehart's. In her room. Doesn't come out at all. Isn't going to the ball to-night. Skeet said she refused to speak to Mr. Cummings." "Is that all Skeet said? Vandeman, you've told your wife that Cummings swore to the complaint?" "Yes, but er there's no animus.
Did the flapper get what was going on, as she looked proudly across at her handiwork, and demanded of me, "Say, Mr. Boyne, you saw how Ina tried to do us dirt? And now, honest to goodness, hasn't Barbie with the plum-blossoms got Ina and her artificial flowers skun a mile?" I didn't wonder that young Mrs. Vandeman saved me the necessity of answering, by taking her up.
He was up and starting to bring her; I stopped him. "We'll not bother with those names just now. I'd rather have you or Mrs. Vandeman tell me what you suppose would be the entry in Thomas Gilbert's diary for May 31 and June 1, 1916. I have already identified it as the date on which the Bowmans first moved into the Wallace house. I think Mr.
Told you I thought the man was crazy." "And you, Edwards?" "Let it go as Bronse says. I cut back to Mrs. Thornhill's, scouting to see what the chance was for getting Ina in without the family knowing anything." "That's right," Vandeman said. "I stayed to fetch her. She was fine. To the last, she let Gilbert save his face actually send her home as though she were the one to blame.
After a minute's consideration Vandeman said, "I don't know why we should any of us keep our mouths shut." Jim Edwards looked utterly bewildered as the man sat there, thinking the thing over, glanced up pleasantly at me and suggested, "Edwards has a little different slant on this from me.
Bronson Vandeman, well groomed, dressed as though he had just come in off the golf links, his English shoes and loud patterned stockings differentiating him from the crude outdoor man of the Coast, had joined them on the Gilbert lawn; his genial greeting to me let his bride get by with a mere bow, turning at once back to her house by the front walk.
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