The Spokane press. [volume] (Spokane, Wash.) 1902-1939, 1909-05-24
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CHAPTER VI.

Cornucopia Club.
You'd better look out for your
rat-faced friend, II you ever run
across him again." said O'Ferral, In
Quaintance's car on the way back
to Manhattan from Rockaway
beach. "You handled him neatly
enough, but l felt bit nervous
when he kicked out"
II learned the tackle for la savate
= when I was living on the Boule-St-
Mich" returned his companion in
differently.
Hes lost track Of the girl, O'Fer-
Tal That's one comfort. And I'm
going to find her again before he
does" ~
Il wish you luck in your quest"
O'Ferrals tone was dubious. 1T
will perhaps keep you out of mis-.
chief, butt rather doubt the re-
suit"
Quaintance made no retort,. but
looked steadily ahead Of him, his
jaw set.
Don't take the thing SO serious.
ly," urged the correspondent.
There are more girls than one in
the world, and-you've just got rid
of another at some sacrifice. You've
tricked fate, the jade, very cleverly
once already. Be careful, in case
che rata1iatest"
"She's tripped me up twice with,
In twenty-four hours" answered
Quaintance gloomily. First at the
bank on Fifth avenue and then at
Martins. I'll see that she doesn't
f1nd 1t so easy third time.
II wish I had nothing to do but
60 gadding about after pretty girls
in olive-green autos" observed
O'Ferral with a soulful sigh. "But
II l owned few rose diamonds
and touring cars and trifles of that
sort-with a fat bank account on
the side-Pd be inclined to fight shy
of fate. I'd"
IF you meant to marry girl
what would you do?" Quaintance
demanded abruptly.
why, marry her."
and If you had lost sight OF
her for the moment?"
I'D find her again. No. mol
mean that I'd think things over dis
pasefohately-and decide that
wasn't so badly off as a bachelor
after ALL"
Quaintance laughed.
sold asst" said he, affeetionately
"But there will be no golden-hair
ed girls in my wretched autobiog
raphy," O'Ferral resumed presently
mo time in my trade for any such
istence, Steve. When l get up in
the morning never know when or
where may sleep again. You ought
to be much more grateful for all
your mercies."
I'm grateful enough" argued
Quaintance. Its you who are
grumbling. Give 1t over. You've
got something on your mind. What
Is IT." a
O'Ferral laughed in his turn.
You're bit of thought-reader
too, Steve" said he, land I'll let
you into the secret. I'm under
orders again"
Already" calculated Quaintance
Indignantly. Where for? And when
do you sail?. thought they were
going to give you an easier time
for few months at any rate!
was counting on your company"
II don't know where for, or
when." responded O'Ferral, "and, II
did, It would be against all rules
to tell anyone. even you. But some
ones in trouble somewhere, and I'm
standing by to start at moments
notice. had to offer to go, you
see, because they wouldn't have
sent me otherwise, after agreeing
to let me have six months at home.
What rotten luck!" said Quain.
tduCc III CoihucHl, anu W tHul HIS
friend nodded solemn assent.
1t was yet early afternoon when
they drew up in front Of the Cornu
copia club. and, having left the
car at the curb In care of the hall
boy, passed indoors together Quain
lance was inspecting the painted
panels with which the vestibule Is
adorned, while O'Ferral was busy
inditing his friends name in the
visitors book, when a gust of laugh.
ter resounded from overhead and
the correspondent looked up with o
quick smile.
"Cornoyer again, for wager!''
said he. you haven't met Jean
Jacques, have you, Quain-er-New.
man?'
Quaintance shook his head
frowning.
"See II you can't get my name
of by heart before you begin intro
ducing me-" he requested with par
donable asperity. I'm A. Newman
now. and that's what you want to
write me down there. too"
"All right, Steve" returned OFFER.
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