The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1907-07-05

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tice at your wll-save this man from
humiliation and disgracew
Ryder shrugged his shoulders, and
his face expressed weariness. as II tile
subject had begun to bore him.
my dear girl. you don't understand.
His removal is necessary"
Shlrley's face became set and hard.
There was a contemptuous ring 20 her
words as she retorted:
Yet you admit that he may be inno-
cent?
Even If knew it as a fact, 1 could
not move"
''Do you mean to say that il you had
positive proof?" She pointed to the
drawer in the desk where he had
placed the letters. "If you had abso
lutte proof in that drawer for instance,
wouldn't YOU help him thenq"
Ryder's face grew cola and lnscru-
table; he now wore his fighting mask.
"Not even If had the absolute proof
IN that drawer!' he snapped yiciously.
Have you absolute proof In that
drawerT she demanded.
Il repent that even IL had could
not expose The men who have been my
fIiends. It's noblesse oblige IN politics
as well as in society, you know"
He smiled again at her. az If he had
recovered his good humor after their
sharp passages at arms.
"Oh It's politics! That's what the
papers said. And you believe him in
nocent Wen, you must have some
grounds for Your belief"
Not necessarily"
"You said that even If you bad the
proofs you could not produce them
without sacrificing your friends. show
ing that your friends are interested in
having this man put Off the bench
She stopped and burst into hysterical
laughter "Oh, | think you're having
a Joke at my expense" she went on.
''iust to see how far you can lead me.
| daresay Judge Rossmore deserves all
he gets. Oh. yes, I'm sure he deserves
H." She rose and walked to the other
side of the room TO conceal her emo
ton.
Ryder watched her curiously.
MY dear young lady, how you take
this matter TO hearth
"Please forgive me-" laughed Shlr-
ley ana averting her face to conceal
the fact that her eyes were filled with
tears. "Its my artistic temperament.
suppose les always getting me into
trouble, 1t appealed so strongly to my
sympathles. this story o;.hopeless love
between two young people. with the
father of the girl bounded by corrupt
politicians ana INSCRIPTIONS linanciers.
IL was too much for me. All, all,
forgot where | wasw
She leaned against chair. sick and
faint from nervousness. her whole body
trembling At that moment there was
a knock at the library door. and JEFF
ferson Ryder appeared Not seeing
Shirley, whose back was toward him,
he advanced to greet his father
You told me TO come up IN five min
utes," he said. Il just wanted TO
say
Miss Green" said Ryder senior, adj
dressing Shirley and ignoring whatever
it was that the young man wanted to
say 't5is is my son jefferson. Jeif
this is Miss Green"
Jefferson looked in the direction lndi-
Gated aud stood as il rooted TO the
floor lie was so surprised that he was
struck dumb. Finally, recovering him
self, he exclaimed:
"ShirleyF
Eyes, Shirley Green, the author" ex-
plained Ryder senior. not noticing the
note Of familiar recognition in his ex-
clamation.
Shirley advanced and, holding out
her hand TO Jefferson, said demurely:
Il am very pleased to meet you. Mr..
Ryder Then quickly In an undertone
she added: BE careful Don't betray
me-"
Jefferson was so astounded that he
dnl not see the outstfetched hand All
he could do was TO stand aud stare
first at her and then at his father.
"Why don't you shake hands with
herg said Ryder senior. "She won't
bite you" Then he added "AIiss Green
is going to do some literary work for
me, so we shall see a great deal of her
It's too bad you're going away" He
chuckled az his own pleasantly.
"Father." blurted out Jefferson, 81
came TO say that I've changed my
mind. You did not want me 10 go, and
l feel ought to do something 70 please
YOU"