The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1909-11-22
The EVENING STORY
In Love or WAR.
(By Richard Rarker She,

eBy Richard Barker Shelton.)
Feiicia was plainly annoyed She
bit her lip and sighed wearily-that
particular sort of a sigh that sent
Remlck's heart downward with all the
sun9ness OF a sounding lead.
tones Of utter despair
Remick squared his big shoulders in
determination
You should knew very well why"
ne declared fatty. Tt
Felicia hastily: please Jon't go over over
All that again. But let me say once
| Tor all, Bobby, finally and irrevocably,
tnat 1t Is utterly impossible
hemlcks mouth set obstinately.
mere was look upon his face at that
moment that said plainly it was abso-
sort.
AND" Felicia went on. at must
| cease You must stop all this silly
nonsense If you care to see me at ALL"
Il care very much indeed, Felicia"
he replied, but the truth of the mat
Ter is that seeing You is not enough.
decision which will compare very ia
vorably with your own in intensity,
that 1 shall be very persistent that
upon every occasion that offers an OPP
just said.''
| Felicia's beautiful eyes shot out
warning sparks. An angry red crept
into her cheeks; for Felicia. spoiled
enid that she was in many ways.
| Then, Bobby Remick," she said
opportunity"
won't I. thought" he laughed cas-
lily.
That laugh nettled Felicia sorely.
The sparks in her eyes fared into a
verftable flame.
eff you ever do-if you ever get an
other chance" she declared in low,
just as you dictate. You have
brought this upon yourself. Now.
good-by-forever.'
| She swept out of the room-swept
| out very grandly and very haughtily.
| Remick, left there alone to medi-
| tate upon his undoing, whiStled softly
under his breath.
"My, my!' he murmured half aloud.
| wouldn't that shake your founda-
tons? Never give me another chance,
eh? And if she does, she says 1 may
do the debating! H'm!"
| He took up his hat and stick and
the cloudy afternoon. For once in
his life he was really alarmed. Plain
ly he had gone rather too far in this
matter with Felicia.
He strobe along aimlessly, unmind-
fui whittier his steps were taking
him. 1t began to rain-a dreary,
dripping down-pour that babe fair to
drench him to the skin, but Remick.
his mind turmoil of troubled
/ thoughts, poked along with his head
lowered to the driving rain, quite I'M
| mindful of his own discomfort. He
was thinking rather new and dis
turbing process for light-hearted
Bobby Remick-and his thoughts
could give the dismal weather cards
and spades when it came to actual
gloom.
| Presently he caught his breath
| sharply and stopped short, for
| drawn up to the curb before q little
craftman's shop-a shop where Fell
icia was wont to purchase candesticks
and andirons and queer little bronze
lanterns-was the Grahams' motor.
On the front seat, his yellow raincoat
cleaning with moisture, the collar
turned high about his ears and a pair
of disfiguring goggles hiding his eyes,
sat Chris, the Graham's chauffeur
Remick's teeth came together with
a click. Three eager strides took him
across the sidewalk to the side of the
| waiting car.
chris. what are you doing here?"
he demanded.
Chris raised a gloved hand to the
| rim of his cap.
'swaitin' for Miss Felicia. SIR" he
explained.
"Who is with her ~
mo one. sir. She came down this
! A great, glad light came into
Remick's eyes. AS he did SO his hand
went into his pocket and something
crisp and green found its way into
the chauffeur's palm.
"Chris. you're mighty good fell
low; and think you're discreet one
as WE'LL said he. Now. have you
enough sporting blood in your veins
to take a chance and do just as
say?'
Chris looked bit dubious. Then
he glanced at the contents of his
right hand, and his doubts seemed to
be of the order that are amenable to
reason
ST want that coat and those Cog
gles,'' said Remick, land I want to
change places with you for an hour or
So"
Chris hesitated. ct will cost me
my job SIR he said.
"I'll get you another just as good"
Remick declared
Still Chris hesitated Remick drew
himself up.
''Will you do it in the peacable
you want me to take that coat and
those goggles by force? I'm desper-
ate, Chris, and at the present moment
I'm perfectly capable of following
Chris grinned. 'That bein' the case,
sir, and in event of anything hap
PENN to my job you'll sure find me
another. I'll take a chance. Hurry,
now" he went on, sliding out of the
car. miss Felicia may come out any
minute
Into the friendly concealment of a
nearby doorway the two conspirators
stepped. In a moment Remick. his
I. identity effectually concealed by the
high collar of the yellow coat and the
! goggles climbed into the car. and
perched at the wheel in an attitude
very like the one Chris was prone to
affect. Chris, meantime, swinging
Remick's stick, wearing Remick's hat,
and smoking with much satisfaction
| one of Remick's cigars, strobe jauntily
away down the street and was lost in
the hurrying crowds on the sidewalk.
| Three minutes later Felicia came