Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-03-07

as frank and manly in love as in all other things. Hes good fellow" he said at last, sighing-"a good man."
 Ariel agreed. And he said more to me than he did to you"
 "Yes; I think it probable" Joe smiled sorrowfully.
 About you. mean" He had time to fear that her look admitted confu- sion before she proceeded: 'He said he had never seen anything so fine as your coming down those steps. At, he was right! But 1t was harder for mo to watch you, think, than for you to do it, Joe. was so horribly afraid and the crowd between us-if we could have got near you--but we couldn't we"-
 She faltered and pressed her hand close upon her eyes.
 "We" asked Joe slowly. 'fYou mean you and Mr. Ladew"'
 "Yes: he was there, but mean her voice ran into little laugh with beatific quaver in it-"I mean Colo nel Flitcroft and Mir. Bradbury and Mir Buckalew. too--we were hemmed in together when Mir. Ladew found us. And, oh, Joe, when that cowardly rush started toward you those three I've heard wonderful things in Paris and Naples, cabmen quarreling and disap- pointed beggars. but nevec anything like them today
 "You mean they were profanc:"
 "Oh, magniGcently. and with such inventiveness. All three begged my pardon afterward. I didn't grant it. I blessed them.''
 Did they beg Mir. Ladew's pardon" i. "Ah, Joel" she reproached him. "He isn't prig. And he's Lad to fight some things that you of all men ought to understand. He's only been here q few months. but he told me that Judge Pike has been against him from the start It seems that MT. Ladew is too liberal in his views. And he told me that if it werN not for Judge Pike's losing influence in the church on ac- count of the Beaver Beach story the judge would probably have been able to force him to resign, but now he will stay"
 He wishes to stay, doesn't he?"
 "Very much. think. And, Joe." she continued thoughtfully, T want you to do something for me. I want you tG go to church with me next Sunday"
 ''Tc hear Mr. Ladew?"
 "Yes. I wouldn't ask except for that.''
 .'yery well,' he consented. with averted eyes. ''I'll go."
 Her face was radiant with the smile she gave him. ''It will make me very happy she said.
 He bent his head and fumbled over some papers he had taken from his pocket. Twill you listen to these mep- oranda? We have great deal to go over before 6 o'clock"
 Judge Pike stood for long while where Joe had left him, staring out at the street apparently. Really he saw nothing. Undoubtedly an image of blurring foliage, cast iron, cement and turf. with sunshine smeared over all, flickered upon the rctinas of his eyes, but the brain did not accept the picture from the optic nerve. Martin Pike was busy with other visions. Joe Loudea had followed him back to his hidden deeds and had read them aloud to him as Gabriel would read them on judg- ment day. Perhaps this was the judg- ment day.
 Martin Pike had always been prompt It was one of the things of which he had been proud. In all his life he had never failed to keep busi- ness engagement precisely upon the appointed time, and the courthouse bell changed eight when Sam Warden open ed the door for his old employer to- i night. .*-..
 The two young people looked up gravely from the script laden table be- fore them as Martin Pike came into