Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1907-07-17

TT isn't that Rossmore girl, is it?'
he demanded. His face grew dark and
his jaw clicked as he said between
his teeth: II told you some time ago
how 1 felt about her. If l thought that
it was Rossmore's daughter! You
know what's going to happen to him.
don't your"
Thus appealed to, Jefferson thought
this was the most favorable oppor-
tunity he would have to redeem his
promise to Shirley. So, little anttci-
pating the tempest he was about to
unchain, he answered..
IT am familiar with the charges that
they have trumped up against him.
Needless to say, l consider him entire
ly innocent What's more, I firmly be-
lieve he Is the victim of a contempt
BILE conspiracy. And I'm going to make
1t my business to find out who the
piotters are. came to ask you to
help me. VIII your
~ will see him hanged first! He has
always opposed me. He has always
defied my power, and now his daugh-
ter has entrapped my son. So it's her
you want to go to, Ell? Well, / can't
make you marry girl you don't want,
but l can prevent you throwing your
self away ON the daughter of a man
who is about to be publicly disgraced,
aud l will" a
Poor old Rossmore" said Jefferson
bitterly "If the history of every finan-
ciaI transaction were made known,
how many Of us would escape public
disgrace? Would YOU" he cried.
Ryder senior rose, his hands working
dangerously. He made movement as
If about to advance on his son, but by
a supreme effort he controlled himself
mo, upon my word, It's no use dis
inherlting you. You wouldn't care. l
think you'd be glad-on my soul, dor
Then, calming down once more, he
added: Jefferson, give me your word
Of honor that your object in going
away is not to find out this girl and
marry her unknown to me. l don't
mind your losing your heart, but don't
lose your head Give me your hand
on it,"
Jefferson reluctantly held out his
hand
"If l thought that you would marry
that girl unknown to me I'd have Ross
more sent out of the country, and the
woman too. Listen, boy. This man is
my enemy, and l show no mercy to
my enemies. There are more reasons
than one why you cannot marry Miss
Rossmore IL she knew one of them
she would not marry you"
what reasonsY demanded Jeffer-
son.
slowly and deliberately. and eying his
son keenly as If to judge of the effect
OF his words. "the principal one Is
that it was through my agents that the
demand was made for her fathers i'm,
parchment.
"Ah," cried jefferson, then guess
ed arightr'
MARRY Kate or not, as you please,
but want you to stay here" the elder
man said after a pause.
"It's no use. My mind is made up"
answered Jefferson decisively.
The telephone rang, and Jefferson
got up to 60, Mr.. Ryder took up the
receiver
"Hallo! What's that? Sergeant Ell
lison2 Yes. send him up"
Putting the telephone down, Ryder
senior rose and crossing the room, ac-
companied his son to the door
think it we'll over. JEFF Don't be
hasty"
A few minutes later Jefferson left
the house.
The door opened and Mr.. Bagley en-
tered, followed by a tall, powerfully
built man, whose robust physique and
cheap looking clothes contrasted
strangely with the delicate ultrafash-
lonably attired English secretary.
Take seat, sergeant" said Mr..
Ryder cordially. motioning his visitor
to a chair. The man sat down ginger
ly on one of the rich leather upholster
ed chairs. His manner was nervous
and awkward, as If intimidated in the
presence of the financier
AEe tuS udllOudl COIumlIIe0 sui
waiting" demanded Mr.. Ryder.
Eyes, SIR" replied the secretary.
"Tll see them In a few minutes.
Leave me with Sergeant Ellison"
Mr.. Bagley bowed and retired.
Ryder, with his customary bluntness
came right down to business.
"Well, what have you been doing
about the book7" he demanded. Have
you found the author of The American
Octopusr"
mo, sir: have not. confess I'm
baffied. The secret has been well kept
The publishers have shut up like a
clam. There's only one thing that I'm
pretty well sure Of"
whats thatP' demanded Ryder. In
terested.
THAT no such person as Shirley
Green exists.
"Oh," exclaimed the fnancier. "tben
you think 1t is mere nom de plume 2"
Eyes, sir"
"And what do you think was the
reason for preserving the anonvrc,tx a.,