The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1910-03-26
$50 Nick is a neighbor of mine, is

friendly here, sir, but none of them's
been here now for nearly two years"
Then it's time they came" declared
Mr.. Devine. How about the other
folks. the Wilburs and the Tremways:'
Haven't been here for a long time
either, SIR
Very thoughtless Of them, isn't it?
But We'll fix that. Hitch up two or
three Of those gingersnap horses and
take me over to the Walloway place"
To-day, SIR" Timmins stared his
establishment.
'No; right away"
But it's-it's Sunday, sir. Begging
your pardon for being s., bold, sir, but
the Walloways don't receive on Sun
days, sir, and they've got a bishop
there"
Good! I'm right at home when
there's a bishop around. And I'll see
about the receiving business. You
just attend to the hooking up, Tim
Minis
So Timmins did, but It was with
much concern for his professional dig
nifty that he drove up to the imposing
carriage entrance of the Walloway
residence. The reception opened quite
as he had feared. In fact, the Wallo-
way butler, who weighed twice as
much as Eppings and was laughter
in proportion, was coldly doubtful as
to whether or not Mr.. Nicholas Wal
loway could be seen. He surveyed the
Hewington cobs with whitening scorn
and glanced with disappearing eye at
Mr.. DeviDe's tobacco brown waist
coat.
81 don't think Mr.. Walloway is re-
ceiving today" he observed.
"Oh, that'l be all right, fatty" cheer
fully remarked Mr.. Devine. You
trot along in and tell Nick that Cherub
Devine is out here"
The Walloway butler gasHed. Tim
Minis trembled in his seat. Two min
utes later Mr.. Nicholas Walloway,
much perplexed and not little embar-
raised, was escorting Mr.. Devine past
the awful presence of the stout butler
and into the house.
A clean cut young man of sedate,
somewhat stiff bearing and with sober
gray eyes was Mr. Nicholas Wallo-
way. No one but the Cherub, not even
Mr.. Walloway's most intimate friends,
ever dreamed of calling him Nick.
Mr.. Devine had never honored
young Mr.. Walloway with a social
call before, but he had dropped in
once or twice at the new Offices Of
Walloway & Co., and his reception had
been extremely cordial. In fact, Mr..
Nicholas Walloway had felt himself
singularly favored. and he said so,
for his firm, in spite Of the heavy
mahogany desks and other expensive
Office trappings which seemed to pro-
claim a prosperous stability, was woe
fully lacking in just such customers
as Mr. Devine could be if he chose.
To have the handling Of some of the
Cherub's extensive business would es-
tablish the firm on a basis where ma
hogany furniture would be something
more than an enterprising presump-
ton.
Mr. Devine assumed that if Mr..
Walloway was glad to see him in his
office he would feel the same about
welcoming him to his home. That
this was hardly safe line of reason
ing any one who knew the Wallo-
ways at all would have known. Just
| a glance at the slight wrinkle between
the gray eyes should have suggested
that Mr.. Walloway was somewhat per-
picked and not little i'll at ease. But
if the Cherub saw these indications he
gave no hint. Mr.. Walloway MUIR
INJURED something about a stock deal.
"Deal?' responded the Cherub light
ly. NO; I'm not anxious about any
deal, at least not today. But, by the
| way, l expect your firm will get some
orders along about Tuesday. Sure
| thing. Yes; it is something about P,
T. and n. Heard about that, did you
| Well, I'll need you Tuesday. I've had
! my eye on you for some time, and now
that I'm a neighbor of yours Yes;
that's right. Got the next place above
Hewington Rods, or Acres, or some.
| thing"
DO you mean to say that you own
Hewington Acres? When did you get
possession"
"Oh, l bought it a couple Of months
ago, but l just ran up Friday night tc
look the place over. Say, it isn't a
! bad place, is it, Nick?"
mo, indeed. But what has become
! OF the Hewingtons:"
They're there yet, but they don'1
mingle much with me. I'm not II
their class, it seems. Say. Nick, wish
you could have heard the countess tell
ing me what she thought of me last
night. You know the countess, OF
course?'
! Mr.. Nicholas Walloway looked a bi
uncomfortable for a moment. Il uSe(
to know her very well. but l haven
seen her since she went abroad an(
| married the count"
she's a good deal Of 4 hummer. the
| countess is suggested the Cherub-
mot one of your front row amazons
you know. but a real nice little lady
! Plenty Of ginger about her. too,
| should imagine. if she was stirred up.
| 1t was with difficulty that Mr. Wal