Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-01-13

I 81 know there isn't"
The tight clasp Of her hands told him
wherein her sense of safety lay.
"Then we're of. "
But he stood still. She opened her ewes
at him in inquiry.
'You must let go, he said, with reluct-
ance that escaped her notice, as he gripped
her belt with his disengaged hand. "and lie
1 as limp as you can. Now, all aboard!"
Lying as supinely as sleeper in a ham,
mock, which sung low or high as the waves
went; splashed in her upturned face bv an
occasional break of a crest, but saved from
submergenee by the hand of Victor, while
he swan with sense of buoyant convey
ance that was novel and exhiarating, May
surrendered herself without tremOr of fear
to the brief excursion seward.
Colonel Dallas and Sheeba watched the
pair with equal but different interest.
''That fellow will fall In love with your
daughter" he began abruptly, and she in.
terrupted him with:
"H ush, Saml Don't speak it."
"Well, with Miss Morris-if your afraid
of the other word. You are not going TO
connive at that?"
"No. know nothing of Victor Leroyd.
OnlY tnaG ne Is not Olackleg, ike your
Winston. have nothing to do with Vic
tors liking tor May, If be gets any,"
Now, see how much deeper 1 am con-
cerned. She is neat little heiress. I'm
bound that my son shall marry her."
Never"
'I've said 50, and it shall be so. l have
told Winnie, and like dutiful son, he con-
sents to sacrifice himself"
"Sacrifce?"
"To be sure. He might be compelled.
don't yoh see, to abandon promising career
OF villainy and become a respectable hus-
band-to how mueh?-an eighth OF q mill
ion?"
'How should l know?"
because it was you who robbed me Of II,
Wasn't it robbery to keep it away from me
or me away from it? When we got mar
ried 1 wasn't disposed to be squeamish about
your past. You vaguely told me that you
had once been the wife Of rich man; but
what you didn't tell me was that he left
big fortune to your daughter-or that you
had daughter at all.
"a bad woman may be good mother
would not touch dollar of her money if
nv blood ran for it,
"You needn't. Winnie shall make love
to her. You and / will help him. So shall
this funny friend OF yours-Mrs. Gansett.
The girl is bit of mush for us to spoon up
and swallow"
II won't let you"
20, yes you will. Because il you inter-
fere I'll have to neutralize your influence
by telling the dear girl that you are her
mother and all about you"
And I'd spoil your scheme by showing
you and your son to her for what you are."
"Then she would know us for a precious
trio Of scoundrels, and herself as the
daughter of an infamous woman. There,
Sheeba, don't distress yourself. Think il
over. Take until tomorrow to decide
whether you are pal of mine, or an
enemy"
They had hardly glanced at each other
during their dialogue, but had gazed out to
where the object of their quarrel lay ahoat.
II they mad looked less fxedly seaward they
would have seen Mr.. Pootle sidle away with
as much OF a sneaking gait as fat man
could show, and by circuitous way reach
the cover OF the dressing huts. They might
have observed, too, that his route was
around the tire of an imaginary wheel, the
hub of which was the Widow Gansett But
the center did not revolye with the periph-
cry. That is to say, the widow did not turn
to follow with her merry eyes the movement
Of Mr.. Pootle. That gladdened him, for he
did not desire that she should see him in his
bathing plight. As he waded heavily
through the sand he wished vaguely that
the distension of his proportions had brought
a transparency rendering him invisible
from the widows distance He argued to
himself-believing the lady to be his vile
that it was folly to fly from her sight; and