The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1907-03-17

very gently by the rape of the neck.
and flung herself bodily upon him; her
long gloved arms twining about Ills
mock, her pompadourcd head smuggling
into his bosom.
"Oh. Father! Fathcr!" came d muf-
fled, yet artistic wall from somewhere
IN the region OF his upper waistcoat
buttons. How can you? You've
broken Gerald's heart. And now you're
breaking mine. forgive us,
Miss Lanier" Numbered Caleb.
struggling wildly to escape the snake
like closeness OF the embrace, "for
heavens sake won't you come and-and
unwind this person? She's spelling my
shirt front. Lord. how do hate to be
pawed"
DO not touch me! Do not dare to.
mennl!" commanded tho bride. rclin-
gushing her hold, and glazing like
wounded tigrcss at Anice. who had
made no move whatever in response TO
Caleb's Mortified plea. The visitor drew
back from Caleb as though contact
with him besmirched Ter.
"Well!" she gasped and now the
throaty contralto was merged into
cultural snarl, ridiculously, akin to an
angry cats well! or III the cheap
tight-wads I ever struck Think you
can backtrack me, do you? Well. you
lose! I'm married to him all right, and
I'm not giving him up in hurry. You
try to butt In. and you'll find your
self in hundred thousand alienation
suit! oh. know my rights, and no
up-country Rube's going to skin me out
OF EN-. You old bunch o. grouchiness!
And to think they let you boss things
in this Jay town OF yours! Why, in
New York you'd never get nearer
Broadway than Tenth Avenue. and you
couldn't even boss red light precinct.
Ny Gawd! Ill have to keep 1t dark
about my coming to hole like this or
my friends'll think I've been playing
ten-twenty-thirt circuit. No civilized
person ever comes here, and now
know why. They're afraid they'll be
mistook for friend OF yours, most
likely. You red-headed old geexer, you
don't even know lady when you sec
one. Keep your lantern jawed, pie
faced mutt of son. I'm going back
to whore there's at least ono perfect
gentleman who knows how to behave
when lady honors him by"
"Enid!" cried Gerald. who had sat
In dumb, nerveless confusion during
the recent interchange Of courtesies,
you don't mean? You mustn't go
back to him! You mustn't! Has he
met you again since left? Toll me.
to you again. and. by God. Will!
He shan't-"
A timid. falsctto scrcech like that
OF n very young leveret that Is mad
vertently trodden beneath farmers
foot in long grass, broke in on the boys
rawlings. Mrs. Caleb Conover collapsed
on the floor In Il dead faint.
Anice ran to the unconscious woman's
aid. Even Gerald. checked midway
q n ct cfo
down In stupid wonder at his mothers
little huddled figure.
Caleb seized the moment to cross tho
room quickly toward the furious
chorus girl. Flo caught her by tho
shoulder and In his pale eyes blazed
flare that few men and no woman
had ever seen there Tho color, behind
went white Mt the look She, who was
accustomed to brave tho RACES Of
drunken FOUNDERS, shrank specchless
covering before those light eyes. Ono
arm she raised awkwardly as IL to
avert blow Yet Caleb's touch on
her shoulder was gentle and, when
he spoke, his voiee was strangely dead
his meaning rather than his exact
words reached the actress.
"This Is my city" said he. "What I
say goes. There Is train to New
York In thirty minutes. II you are In
Granite one minute after 1t leaves, my
police shall nrrest you, My witnesses
shall make the charge something that
even you will hardly care to stand
for. MY Judge shall sond you to prison
for year. And every paper in New
York shall print the whole story as !
choose to tell 1t, Now gol''
The fear OF death and worse than
death was In her eyes. She skunk out,