Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1906-03-03

forgiven. There was a dubious way out.
Philip might accept responsibility for
Grenier's transactions. If the London
bank accepted Grenier's signature for his,
surely the local institutions would ac-
oept his for Grenier's.
Mr.. Abingdon was wroth at the bare
suggestion.
You will be forging your own name"
he protested, vehemently.
Very well, then. He shall write
checks payable to self or order, indorse
them, and | will pay them into my ae-
count"
Il dare not approve of any such pro-
cedure."
So Philip, though sorely tried, again
labored his arguments that the trial of
Grenier would be cause celebre in
which his, Anson's, name would be I'M
| pleasantly prominent. Evelyn would be
drawn into it, and Abingdon himself.
| There would be columns of sensation in
the newspapers.
| Moreover, it was quite certain that
JOcky Mason would commit suicide I'M
less they captured him by a subterfuge,
and then the whole story would leak out.
1t ended by Philip gaining the day, for,
at the bottom of his heart Abingdon was
touched by Mason's story, Thoroughbred
rufian though he was.
| They re-entered No. II. The pair were
sitting as they were left; Grenier was not
even smoking. The affair of the Blue
Atom had deeply wounded his vanity.
Philip walked straight to Mason, and
took him by the shoulder.
| Now, listen to me" he said II gave
you one crack on the head, and YOU have
given me one. Shall we say that ac-
counts are squared
DO You mean it, sir?'
Yes, absolutely"
Then, all can say is this. sir, Dur
ing the rest of my life I'll make good use
of the chance you have given me. God
bless You, for my boys sake. more than
my own"
And YOU went on Philip. turning to
the disconsolate Grenjer 'Nill YOU leave
England and make fresh start in a new
land! You ale young enough, and clever
enough, i'll some respects, to earn an hon
est living
Il will, sir. | swear it"
The utter collapse of his castle in Spain
had sobered him. The gates of Portland
were yawning open for him, and the
goodness of the man he had wronged had
closed them i'll his face. Never again
would he see their grim front if he could
help it.
He readily gave every assistance in the
brief investigation that followed Mr.
Abingdon looked on askance as he wrote
checks for $4,000 and $4,000 on the York
and Leeds banks respectively, but even
Philip himself gave an astonished laugh
when he saw his own signature written
with quiet certainty and accuracy,
oh. that's nothing" cried Grenier, in
momentary citation. II took in Mr..
Abingdon, and sent complete letter to
the London bank
You did not take me in growled
Abingdon. "You made one fatal mis-.
take"
And what was that sir?"
you alluded to the annual report of
the Home Everyone connected with
that establishment, from the founder
down to the latest office boy. invariably
calls it the Mary Arson Home Mr..
Arson would never write of it in other
terms"
Grenier was again abashed.
"Have You any money in your pocket ~
said Philip, when the forger had ac-
counted for every farthing,
For one appreciabe instant GrenieT
hesitated. Then he flushed He had re,
sisted temptation.
Yes" he said, plenty. Langdon sup
piled me with funds
How much?'
Two hundred and fifty pounds. l have
over seventy left
| II will arrauoe matters with him
Come to my West End Office next Mon
day, and YOU will be given sufficient to
keep you from poverty and crime until
you find your feet in Canada. Remember,
YOU sail on Wednesday,"
NO fear of any failure on my part, sir.
can hard credit my good-or, what
want TO say is, | can never thank you
sufficiently"
Pay Mason's fare to London. Better
stay with him. His sons may have "A
good influence on You, too"
Mason rose heavily.
yohr bag"
The words recalled to Philip the knowl-
edge of his inconguous attire Soon he
wore his own clothes. He refused to al
low Grenier to divest himself of the gar
uItutS Hc NOits uut lit Mds Sfdu W SEE
his old watch again
Dr. Scarth babe them farewell and re
turned to Scarsdale by the last train.
Philip and Abingdon arrived in London
at 2:l5 a. IN. On the platform, accom-
panied by her mother, was Evelyn.
She wept all the way to Mount street
where Philip would be accommodated for
the night. She cried again when she saw
his poor, wounded head; but she laughed
through her tears when she ran off to
fetch a very small and very sleepy dog,
with long blue hair falling in shaggy
masses over his eyes and curling won
derfully over his tiny body.
James Crichton Langdon was impera-
lively summoned to London. and given
such lecture by Mr.. Abingdon that he
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