Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1910-05-02
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cudn't give ye one now e I had a
mind to-
"Pshaw!' laughed and, venturing
| at hazard. said, 4 know all you
know"
"Oh, you dov' he cried scornfuily. ~
reckon you might set up an take lit
| tie notice, though, If you knowed at l
know all you know"
! ''Not bit OF it!'
| mo? Maybe you think I don't know
what makes you so raw with me;
maybe you think don't know who
we've got so thick with at this here
Pigeon house: maybe you think don't
know who them people are"
mo. you don't. You have learned"
said. trying to control my excitement.
nothing. Whoever hired you for a
spy lost the money. You don't know
anything"
| II don't" And with that his voice
went to half shrek. Maybe you
think I'm down here f'r my health;
maybe you think l come out fr a
| pleasant walk In the woods right now;
| y
| lady friend O. yours besides this'n to-
| day, and maybe l didn't see who was
with her-yes. an maybe you think
| I d'know no other times he's ben with
her; maybe you think l amt ben
layin' low over at Dives; maybe l
| don't know few rea. names in this
| neighborhood! oh, no. maybe mott"
you know what the maitre d'hotel
told you, nothing more
! "How about the name-Oliver SAT-
fren?" he cried fiercely, and at that,
! though I had expected it, uttered an
! involuntary exclamation.
''How about it," he shouted. adj
| rancing toward me triumphantly.
shaking his forefnger in my face.
"Hey? That stings some. does it?
| Sounds kind O like Il false name, does
it? Got We where the hair is short
that time, didn't I? Your sides where
the trouble is. That's what's eatin'
into you. An tell you flatfoot you're
gittin' rough 18th me and playin'
Charley the Show-otf in front O yer
lady friends III all go down in the bin.
These people we've got so chummy
with-they'll pay FIR it all right, don't
you shed no tears over that."'
You couldn't by any possibility"
said deliberately. with as much satire
as could commaud-"you couldn't
possibly mean that any sum Of mere
money might be salve for the IN.
juries my unkind words have infitct
ed"
He seemed upon the point of destroy.
ing me physically, but, with slight
shudder, controlled himself. Stepping
close to me. he thrust his head for
ward and measured the emphasis of
his speech by his right forehnger upon
my shoulder as be said:
you paint this in yer pitchers.
m'dear friend-they's jest as much law
in this country as they is on the cor
ner O. Twenty-thoid street an Fif
avenoo! You keep out of the way Of
it or you'll git ruined over!'
Delivering q final tap on my shoul-
der as a last warning he wheeled deft-
~ upon his heel. addressed Miss Ell
lott briefly. "Giad t. know you, lady,"
and, striking into the bypath by which
be had approached us, was soon lost
to sight
The girl faced me excitedly. what
is ft"' she cried. lit seemed to me
4 you insulted him deliberately"
\ II did,
4 s.You wanted to make him angryy
"Yes."
.'Oh. thought SOP she exclaimed
breathlessly. II knew there was some
thing serious underneath. It's about
Mr.. Saffren."
''It is serious indeed. fear" said
and, turning to my own easel, began
to get my traps together.
II want you to so to see Mrs. Har-
man at once and tell her not to leave
Quesnay for at least two days. AS
for myself. must go now to look up
Keredec and Oliver Saffren."
The girl started manfully upon her
journey. l stared after her for a
moment or more. watching the pretty
brown dress flashing in and out of
shadow among the ragged greeneries.
Then l picked up my own pack and
set out for the inn.
AS went through the woods that
day, GREATNESS with haste and curl
GUS fears, my brain became suddenly,
unaccountably busy with dream l
had had two nights before. had
not recalled this dream on waking; the
recollection of it came to me now for
the first time. Yet l had been think
ing so constantly of Mrs. Hartman that
there was nothing extraordinary in her
worthless ex-husband being part Of
1t. But, and yet, looking back upon
that last, hurried walk Of mine through
the forest. see how strange it was
that could not quit remembering how
In my dream had gone motoring up
Mount Pilatus with the man I had
seen SO pitiably demolished on the Yer
sailles road two years before-Larra-
bee Harman.
(To Be Continued.)
Never hesitate about giving Cham
1 berlain's Cough Remedy to children