Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1910-11-21

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Miss Wayland's guarded reply gave
Emerson a moment in which TO collect
bis thoughts. He WI stiIlt o much
confused by the recent disclosures to
adjust himself fully to the situation.
The one idea uppermost in his mind
was to enlignten Marsh as little as
possible; for il this new train of events
was really to prove his undoing, as
already he half believed, he would at
any rate save himself from the
humiliation of acknowledging defeat.
If, on the other hand, he should decide
to go ahead and wage war against the
trust al ar Independent packer. then
secrecy for the present was doubly i'm
peratfve.
Once Marsh gained an inkling that he
and Big George were eouipping them
selves to go back to Katvik-to Ka1vik,
Marsh's own stronghold. of all places,
he could and would thwart them
without doubt. These thoughts flashed
through Boy6's mind with b~ewildering
rapidity. yet he managed TO equal the
other fellows show of polite indiffer-
ence as he remarked:
81 am not far enough along with my
plans to discuss Them
Perhaps If l knew their nature ]
might"
Boyd laughed. 81 am afraid a hy-
draulic proposition would not interest
such a hard-headed business mar as
you" To himself he added: GOOD
heavensl I am worse than Fraser
with his nebulous schemes"
"Oh, hydraulic mining? Well. hardly
- a%1.o~ rop1ioI ST fIndarefnnd Miss
Wayland to say that this was some
thing better than a mine"
SIS a hydraulic a miner" inquired
Mildred; "I thought 1t was a water
power of some sort!'
"Once a miner always a miner" the
younger man quoted, lightly.
AS If with a shadow of doubt, Marsh
next inquired:
Didn't l meet you the other evening
at the Annex"
Boyd admitted the fact. with the air
of one Who exaggerates his interest In
a trifing topic for the sake of on
versation. He was beginning to be sur
prised at his own powers of dissimu-
lation.
"And you were with George Balt?"
Exactly. 1 picked him up on my
way out from Nome; he was so thor
oughly Disguised with Alaska that ]
helped him get back to the States"
Marsh's eye cleaned at this welcome
intelligence, for certain misgivings had
preyed upon him since that night of
the encounter. He turned to the Cir
with the explanation:
This fellow we speak of is a queer,
unbalanced savage who nurses an in
sane hatred for me. l employed him
once, but had to discharge him for in
competence, and he has threatened my
life repeatedly. You may imagine TIE
start it gave me to stroll into a cafe,
at this distance from Kalvik and find
him seated at a nearby table"
How strangei'' Miss Wayland OBJ
served. what did he do?"
Mr.. Emerson prevented him from
making a scene. Only for his interior
ence I might have been forced to-
protect myself"
In spite of himself Boyd could not
but wonder if Marsh were really the
sort Of man he had been painted, oil
If, ais might appear sufficiently credi-
BILE, he had been maligned through
Cherry's prejudice n George Balt's
hatred. Tonight he seemed the most
kindly and courteous OF men.
Under Mildred's skilful direction the
conversation had drifted into other
channels by the time Mr.. wayland re-
turned. Now, all at once, Boyd beheld
the magnate in a new guise. Until to-
night he had seen in him nothing more
than q prospective father-inIaw .