The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1910-11-16

looking relieved, but though Della had
finished her rolls and milk, she was in
no haste to go in search of a police
man. 1t was strange how that false
hood had altered her feelings toward
Mr.. Leonard Bunting. He might be a
criminal, but he had kind heart. To
deliver him up to justice seemed out
of the question. There was a throb-
bling at her temples as she thought Of
his danger. Even now, some eye
might be on him, noting the missing
finger top and the gentlemanly man
ner.
she leaned toward him breathless-
ily. oh, please she said, you
oughtn't to stay here. 1t isn't safe,
He looked toward her genially. Too
much soup?" he inquired, but Della
was in no mood to smile.
ct know all about it. There's de-
scription of you hanging up in the
postoffice, and $50 reward for your APP
| prehenSion.
| Dear mel" exclaimed the young man.
| He gave her a sidelong glance. DO
you really think" he began earnest
ly, that anybody would hand over
| another human creature to spend years
| in prison for the sake of a paltry $50?
| Sometimes a fellow does a wrong thing
and then wants to turn over a new
leaf. Nobody would want to clap him
under lock and key-for $50"
| Della shivered.
| They might not know about your
being sorry" she said slowly, as II
| trying to justify something to herself
| And they might need $50 dreadfully
| If you had a brother sick out west,
and no way to get him home, for in
| stance"
Apple pie" said the young man to
the waitress.
| "See here" he said. leaning forward
earnestly over the wedge of pie II
anybody's going to get the reward TOT
my apprehension I'd rather 1T would
be you. Suppose you let me finish my
dessert, and then Ill go along with you
and you can deliver me up to Justice
and claim the reward"
20, no! Mol" Della cried so We
hemently that a woman at the mex
table turned and looked at her curl
ously She lowered her voice at once
I'D rather die than do it," she de-
clared.
But you were going to. weren't
you, SO as to bring your brother home?
Yes, but that was before" Wher
1 saw how kind you were. trying tt
! keep that poor girl from losing he'
place, I knew I never could do 1t.
, IT only suggested that as a POSSIBLE
ity," said the young man with eau
ton.
: %, please don't say that" sh'
begged. please go somewhere and b.
perfectly honest and pay back TIT
money you took, little by little;
The young man laid down his nap
! kin and looked at her hxedly. "Hav'
you quite fnished?" he asked with hi
pleasantly deferential manner. 'Thel
suppose we go outside" He paid he
. check as well as his own, and Deli'
was too distracted to notice
AS they passed out of the restau
; rant, side by side. the figure of tn
; bIue-eyed policeman suddenly ros
! before them. Delia's head swan
, Some one else had been on the watch
: She looked about her like a creatur
in a trap. She wondered wildly wheth
er. if she should attack the policeman
Leonard Bunting would improve tn
opportunity of escape.
Her companions voice broke in o
q her mad thought. How are yo'
n Foggarty?"
: said the big policeman, grinnini
TT is that said the young ma
. with Della. Then he took her f1rml
: by the arm, for she had swaye
. slightly They walked on togethe
a his hand supporting her. Present.
!. she lifted a pale little face, that We
q all one question.
= mo, I'm not Bunting" 1t was thu
: he answered her eyes. II saw the bl
in the postoffice myself, and was in
pressed by the resem blance. But II
= name is Manway. I'm in the mems fu
), nishing goods place"
u "Oh. dear! I'm afraid I'm dreadful
. late''
q What time do you finish %
: "Oh, I don't know. About hal
: past 81
= I'll be waiting for you" said M
II Manway, deliberately. There al
= some things I want to talk over wit
. you. I think perhaps we can fix it u
= about getting your brother home.
= Mr.. Manway was as good as h
= word He made arrangements fl
Jacks return, and incidentally fl
= tseyeral other things. Jack came hon
q lust in time for the wedding.-(Cop.
> righted 1910, by Associated Literal
a PreSs.)
q Price of F'urs Leaping.