Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1907-02-11

and his arms fell heavily on the desk.
"Confess it!' he cried despairingly.
"And you don't deny that you're going
away again-so it's true! l wish l
hadn't realized 1t 80 soon. l think I'd
rather have tried to fool myself about
1t little longer!"
"Joe,' she cried in voice Of great
pain, you mustn't feel like that! How
do you know I'm going away again?
Why should l want the old house put
in order unless mean to stay? And II
/ went you know that l could never
change. You know how I've always
cared for your
eyes," he said, II do know how. 1t
was always the same, and 1t always
will be, won't it?"
1--WE shown that" she returned
quickly.
Eyes. You say know how you've
cared for me, and l do. I know how.
It's Just in one certain way-J0nathan
and David
Isn't that pretty good way, JoeT
"Never fear that don't understand"
He got to his feet again and looked at
her steadily.
"Thank you. joe" She wiped sudden
tears from her eyes.
Don't you be sorry for me" he said.
do you think that passing the love Of
women isn't enough for meY
NO" she answered humbly.
s'Tll have people at work ON the old
house tomorrow" he began. "And for
the
eve kept you so long!' she inter.
rupted, helped to meek sort Of gay
ETY. by his matter of fact tone. Good
night, Joe" She gave him her hand.
II don't want you to come with me. 1t
isn't very late. and this is Canaan"
II want to come with you, however"
he said, picking up his hat. you can't
so alone.''
'sBut you are so tired. you
She was interrupted. There were
muffled, flying footsteps on the stairs,
and shabby little man ran furtively
into the room, shut the door behind
him and set his back against it. His
face was notified like colored map.
thick lines of perspiration shining
across the splotehes.
Joe" he painted, give got Nashville
good, and he's got me good too. ! got
to clear our. He's fixed me good, but
he won't trouble nobody
Joe was across the room like fly
ing shadow.
"Quietv' His voice rang like shot,
and on the instant his hand fell sharp
" across the speakers mouth. I'm
there, Happy"
He threw an arm across the little
mans shoulders and swung him toward
the door of the other room.
Happy Fear looked up from beneath
the down bent brim Of his black SLOUGH
hat. His eyes followed an imperious
gesture toward Ariel, gave her brief.
CHASTITY stare and stumbled into the in
ner chamber.
.waitr' Joe sd cavalierly to Ariel.
He went in quick after Mr.. Fear and
closed the door.
This was Joseph Louden, attorney at
law. And to Ariel it was like new
face seen in fiashlight-not at all the
face Of Joe. The sense of his strange
ness. his unfamiliarity in this cleo
trical aspect, overcame her. She was
possessed by establishment. Did she
know him SO well after all? The
strange client had burst in, shaken be
yond belief with some passion IN
known to her, but Joe, alert and mas
terful beyond denial, had controlled
him instantly; had swept him into the
other room as with a broom. Could
it be that Joe sometimes did other
things in the same sweeping fashion!
She heard match struck In the next
room and the voices Of the two men
Joe's, then the others, the latter at
first broken and protestive. but soon
rising shrilly. She could hear only
fragments. Once she heard the client
CRY. almost scream, "Joe, / thought
Claudine had chased him around there
to do mel" And instantly followed
IOuden'S voice:
STEADY, Happy, steadyw
The name "Claudine" startled her,
and. although she had had no COM
prehension of the argot OF Happy
Fear. the sense of a mysterious catas-
trophe oppressed her. She was sure
that something horrible had happened.
She went to the window. touched the
shade. which disappeared upward i'm
mediately, and lifted the sash. The
front of square building in the court
house square was bright with lights,
and figures were passing in and out OF
the Main street doors. She remember
ed that this was the Jail.
"Claudine!' The voice Of the hus-
band of Claudine was like the voice
of one lamenting over Jerusalem.
STEADY. Happy, steady!'
But, Joe, if they git me, what'll she
do? She can't hold her job no longer
not after this"
The door opered, and the two men
came out, Joe with his hand on the
others shoulder. The splotches had
gone from Happy's face, leaving It an
even, deathly white. he did not
glance toward Ariel He gazed far
beyond all that was about him, and
suddenly she was aware Of . great