The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1908-09-12

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although it became necessary for the
law student to sit up late al night
neglecting other literature. in order 10
established anything like IN adequate
acquaintance with the lamented Cor
sican.
Rlgby was now morally certain that
James Bansemer was all that Harbert
had painted. To his surprise. however,
the a was not openly suspected by
other members Of the bar. He had
been accepted as a man Of power aud
ability, Certainly he was too clever
to expose himself and too wary to
leave ~peepholes for Others engaged In
that business. Rigby was debating
the wisdom of going to Bansemer with
bis accusations and the secret advice
to leave the city before anything hap
pened that might throw shame upon
Graydon. The courage to do the thing
alone was lacking.
Graydon was full of his happiness.
He had asked Rigby to act as his
best man in September, and BOBBY
had promised. On occasions when the
two young men discussed the coming
event with Jane and Miss Clegg. Rig
by's preoccupied air was strangely in
contrast with the animation of the
Others. Graydon accused his liver
and advised him to go to French Lick.
Far from that, the old quarterback
was gradually preparing himself to go
to James Bansemer. To himself he
was saying as he put off the disagree
able task from day to day: He'll kick
me out Of the Office, and that's all the
reward III get for my pains, Graydon
will hate me in the end"
James Bansemer had proposed a trip
to Europe as a wedding journey, a
present from himself, but Graydon de-
clined. He would not take an extern
sive leave of absence from the office
Of Clegg, Groll & Davidson at this
stage of his career.
The morning after his visit to the
abode Of Elias broom, Eddie Deever
strolled into the Office of Bobby Rigby.
He looked as though he had spent u
sleepless night. Mr.. Rigby was out,
but Miss Heating was "a home" She
was s%cathingly polite to her delinquent
admirer. Eddie's visits Of late to the
office had not been Of a social charac-
ter. He devoted much of his time to
low toned conversations with Rigby.
Few were the occasions when he
lounged affably upon her typewriting
desk as Of yore.
You look as II you'd had a night Of
it." remarked Rosie. Eddie yawned
obligingly. Don't sit on my desk.
Can't you see those lettersf"
Gee, you're getting touchy Of late,
I'll move the letters"
mo, you won't" she objected. BE.
sides, 1t doesn't look well. What II
some one should come in suddenly p
well, it wouldn't be the first time |
got out suddenly, would itT' He re-
tanned his seat on the desk. Say,
where's Rigby?"
you mean Mr.. Rigby? He's OUT
Gee, you're also snippy. Well, give
him my regards. So long"
He was unwinding his long legs pre-
paratory to a descent from his perch.
Don't rush." she said quickly. He
rewound his legs and yawned. Good
ness, you're not affected with ipsom.
mia, are you?"
1--WE got it the worst way. | got
awake at 8 O'Clock this morning. and
l couldn't go to sleep again to save my
soul. It's an awful disease. VIII
Rigby be back soon?"
ut won't matter. He's engaged"
she snapped, cracking away at her
machine.
I've heard there was some prospect
She's a Sae locker"
"Rubberneck"
Say, Rosie, I'm going to ask a girl
to go to the theater with me-" said
Eddie complacently.
Indeed Well, ask her. | don't
care"
Tomorrow night. WI you GOT"
"Who2 Me?"
"Sure. II wouldn't take anybody
else, you know"
What theaterT" she asked, with her
rarest smile.
AT that Instant Rlgby came in. With
out a word Eddie popped up, a bit red
in the face, and followed the lawyer
into the private room. closing the door
behind him. Rosies ears went very
pink. and she pounded the keys so
vieiously that the machine ,trembled on
the verge Of collapse.
Gee, Mr.. Rigby, that old Droom's a
holy terror. He kept me there till after
l o'clock. But Pm going back again
soon some night. He's got an awful
joint. But that isn't what + wanted to
see you about. l ran across May Rosa.
bel, that CHORUS girl l was telling you
about. Saw her downtown in a restau-
rant at l this morning. She wanted to
buy the drinks and said she had more
money than a rabbit. There was a
gang with her. / got her to one side,
and she said an uncle had just died
and left her a fortune. She wouldn't
say how much, but 1t must have been
quite a bunch. | know all of her nm