The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1910-10-25
CHAPTER iV.-Continued.

peace, the pictures on the walls, q
whip and felt hat with blue band,
on the hall table. and book on a
chair In the drawing-room. turned
down to mark the absent readers
place. rebuked him for his impudence.
He would take the earliest train for
Ardsley and bury himself there for
the remainder Of his days. He had
hardly formed this resolution when
\ light step sounded In the hall. and
Miss Geraldine Dangerfleld stood at
the threshold. His good resolutions
went down like = house Of cards.
Miss Dangeraeld." he began. Il had
the pleasure Of meeting your father in
New Orleans the other day. and as
| was passing through town unexpect-
eddy, thought should give myself
the pleasure Of calling on him. He
said that In case I found him absent
h might call upon you. In fact, he
wrote line on = card for me to pre-
sent, but l stupidity left 1t at my
hotel"
! They faced each other In the dim
cool room for what seemed to him
endless centuries. She was much
younger than he had imagined; but
her eyes were blue, Just as he re-
membered them, and her abundant
light hair curied away from her fore
head in pretty waves. and was tied
to-day with. a. large bow of blue rib
bon
Won't you please sit down. Mr.
A<dmore?~
And when they were seated there
was another pause. during which the
blue eyes continued to take account
Of him, and he fingered his tie, feel
Ing sure that there was something
wrong with 1t.
Its warm, isn't IT."
II suppose 1t Is. It's way summer
has, OF being mostly warm"
He was quite sure that she was
laughing at him; there was tinge
Of irony In the very way in which
she pronounced "wa'm." lingeringly,
rs though to prolong her contempt for
his stupidity in not finding anything
better to say.
Il enjoyed meeting your father SO
much. Miss Dangerfield. l think we
are always likely to be afraid of great
men. but your father made me feel at
home at once. And he tells such cap
ltal stories-I've been laughing over
them ever since l left New Orleans"
Il suppose. Mr.. Ardmore, that you
saw papa at the luncheon at the
Pharos club In New Orleans?"
why, yes, Miss Dangerfield. 1t
was there | met the governor"
Are you sure 1t was there. Mr..
Ardmore?"
why. think that was the place
don't know my New Orleans as |
should, but"
Ardmore was suddenly conscious
that Miss Dangerneld had risen and
that she stood before him. with hel
fair face the least bit flushed. her
blue eyes alight with anger. and that
the hands at her sides were clenched
ervously
MY father was not at luncheon al
Re Pharos club. Mr. Ardmore. You
sever saw my father In your life.
mow why 1t Is you came here, and i
f0u are not out OF that door In on,
Ncond | shall call the servants ant
ave them throw you out"
She ceased abruptly and turned t,
pok into the hall where steps sounded
rs that you. Jerry?"
Eyes. mamma; I'll be up in just
minute. Please don't wait for me. It
only the man to see about the plumb
ing"
The lady who had appeared for a
Instant at the door went on slowl
up the stairs, and the girl held Arc
more silent with her steady eyes unit
the step died away above.
Il know what you want my fathe
for. Mr.. Billings and you are bot
pursuing limits infamous, outrag
GUS! And 1t isn't his fault. l woul
have you know that my father is q
honorable mani"
Tho heyonets we're at his breas
be would ask for mercy.
Miss Dangerfield. you may call n
anything you please, but l am n
quite the scoundrel you think me. II