The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1907-01-11

come in?" His voice was a little cold
inis sudden resurrection left him sur
Pr,sed' and not quite pleasantly sur
prlseu. He walked back to the fire.
place, followed by his guest.
Inc guest seemed nervous and opi
taeeu. Il must apologize for the hon,
Oh my visit" he said. "My-my time I.
not quite my own"
Loder waved his hand. Whose time
Is his own?" he said
Chlicote. encouraged by the remark
drew nearer to the fire. Until this mo.
ment he had refrained from looking di.
rectly at his host. Now. however he
raised MS eyes. and. despite his prepa-
ration. he recoiled unavoidably before
the extraordinary resemblance. Seen
mere. In the casual surroundings of n
pndiy furnished and crudely lighted
room. 1t was even more astound,ny
than 1t had been In the mystery Of tho
FOG.
Forgive me-" he said again. eft is
physical. purely physical. am bowled
over against my will"
Loder smiled. The slight contempt
that Chilcote had first Inspired rose
a3ain, and with It second feeling less
easily defined. The man seemed so I'm.
stable. so incapable. yet so grotesoueIv
suggestive to himself.
!he likeness Is rather overwhelm-
ing, he said, but not heavy enough TO
SILK under. Come nearer the fire. What
Drought you here? Curiosity 2" There
was wooden armchair by the fire.
pace. He indicated 1t with q wave of
the hand. then turned and took up his
smoldering pipe.
Chilcote. watching him furtiyely.
ooeyed the gesture and sat down. '|
IL Is extraordinary" he said. as II
unable to dismiss the subject. TIT
is quite extraordinaryw
The other glanced round. Let's f,ron
IT, ne said. Its so confoundedly OBJ
v1ous.' Then his tone changed. won,
you smoker" he asked.
Thanks" Chilcote began to funbIe
for his cigarettes.
But his host forestalled him. Taking
box from the mantelpiece, he held it
ont
My one extravaganza" he said ir,n- |
ically. My resources bind me to aae;
ana think 1 have made a wise shec- !
tion. 1t Is about the only vio we
haven't to pay for six times over. He
glanced sharply at the face so aburdly
like his own. then, lighting a fresh
spill. offered his guest n light.
Chilcote moistened his cigarette and
leaned forward. In the flare oe the
paper his face looked set and anxious,
but Loder saw that the lips did not
witch as they had done on the pre-
Vious occasion that he had given him
light, and a hook Of comprehension
crossed his eyes.
What will you have, or. rather,
ing else. Hospitality Is one Of the de-
barred luxuries-"
Chilcote shook his head. II seldom
drink. But don't let that deter you.-
Loder smiled. II have one drink In
the twenty-four hours-generally at 2
o'clock, when my nights work Is done.
A solitary man has to look where he
Is going"
"You work till 2r'
1.-TWO or g."
Chilcote's eyes wandered to the desk.
You writer" he asked
The other nodded curtly.
"BooksT Chilcote's tone was anx-
ious.
Loder laughed, and the bitter, note
showed In his voice.
mo; not books" he said
Chilcote leaned back In his chair and
passed his hand across his face. The
strong wave Of satisfaction that the
words woke in him was difficult to
conceal.
What IS your work.
Loder turned aside. "You must not
ask that" he said shortly. when a
man has only one capacity, and the
capacity has no outlet, he Is apt to run
to seed in n wrong direction. cult
vate weeds, at abominable labor and
very small reward" He stood with
his back to the fire. facing his visitor.
His attitude was curious blending Of
pride, defiance and dependency.
Chilcote leaned forward again. "Why
speak Of yourself like that? You are
man Of intelligence and education"
He spoke Questioningl-. anxiously.
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