Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1908-08-04

she nnally SAID. ~ss
sis she ill?" he asked after mo-
ment.
''She is lying down. Margaret will
take some tea up to her."
Father and daughter had but little
to say to each other during the meal.
Their efforts at conversation were per-
functery, commonplace, an unusual
state of affairs, of which neither took
notice.
"You look tired, father. Has it been
hard day."
"a rather trying. one, Jane. We're
having some trouble with the biz
yards out west. Tying UP everything
that we are rushing to the Philip
pines"
rs it settled that you are to be made
PRESIDENT
st looks like it," There followed
long silence. by the way. have good
news for you. Mr.. Clegg told me today
that they are going to take Graydon
into the firm. Isn't it great? Really. it
is quite remarkable. You are not the
only person, it seems. who thinks a lot
of that boy
"a partner? Really? Oh, isn't it glo-
rious? l knew he could-I told him
he'd be partner before long" She
waited Ii moment and then added,
His father was here today for q cup
of tea" Cable caught the slightly al
tered tone and looked up. She was
trifing with her fork. palpably preoc-
cupied
'T'm-Tm sorry 1 missed him." said
he, watching her closely.
You like him very much, don't you
father?''
Certainly. and I'm sure your moth
er does" The fork shook in her fingers
and then dropped upon the plate. She
| looked up in confusion. Cables eyes
| were bent upon her intently, and she
had never seen so queer light in
them. Scarcely more than the fraction
| of Il second passed before he lowered
his gaze, but the mysterious telegra-
| ply of the mind had shot the message
| of comprehension from one to the
other. He saw with horror that the
| girl at least suspected the true situa-
| ton. A moment later he arose abrupt
| " and announced that he would run
| up to see her mother before settling
down to some important work in his
| den
"Graydon is coming over tonight"
| she said. Wen be very quiet and try
not to disturb you. Don't work too
hard, daddy dear"
Upstairs Frances Cable was battling
twfth herself in supreme. despair. Con
fession was on her llps-a dozen times,
but courage failed her. When she
theard his footsteps in the hallway she
was ready to cry out the truth to him
and end the suspense. AS he opened
the door to enter the spirit of fairness
turned frail and fled before the appeal
of representation. "Wait. wait. waltz
cried the powerful weakness in her
heart, and it conquered. She could not
tell him then. Tomorrow-the next
day, yes, but not then. 1t was too
much to demand of herself, after all
| He came in, but left few minutes
later She was strangely unresponsiye
to his tender inquiries. Her thoughts
were of another was his quick conclu
sion as he fed from her presence be
fore the harsh accusations could break
from his eyes.
In his den once more, with the door
closed, he gave himself up completely
TO black thoughts. He recalled his
words to her, uttered years ago, half In
jest and half in earnest. He had hor
rified her beyond expression by telling
her how he would punish wife If be
were the husband she deceived. With
a grim, lurid smile he remembered the
penalty. He had said he would not
KILL he would disfigure the woman
frightfully and permit her to live as q
moral example 10 other wives. He
now felt less brutal. He might kill
but he would not disfigure. For an
hour he sat and wondered what had
been the feelings of his old friend
George Driscoll just before he DELHI
erately slew his faithless wife. He
remembered saying to other friends al
the time that Driscoll had ''tlone
right"
This night Of black shadows-he did
not sleep at all-was really the begin.
i ming VI tue euu- ne forgot the pfeSl
dency that was to be handed out to
him. He forgot everything but the
horrid canker that gnawed into his
heart and brain
Day and night he writhed in silent
agony, prey to the savage jealousy
that grew and grew until it absorbed
all other emotions. Scandal, divorce
dishonor, murder. swept before tn,
mind of this man who had been of the
people and who could not condone
The people kill.
For week he waited and watched
and suffered. What. he knew of mel
told him that they do not devote them
selves to the wives of others with hon
. orable motives behind them. He con
!, vinced himself that he knew the world
he had seen so much of it. The mai
aged years in. that single week o
jealousy and suspense His face wen
haggard; his eyes took on strang
: CLEAN; his manner was that Of ma
: in grave trouble.
Day after day this. piteous, frenzie
! man who swayed thousands with Iii
E hand STONED to deal With the smalles