The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1910-05-24
CHAPTER XIV.
Deals Doings.

TOM FARAOAY watched Deal out
through tie window, and then turn
ed toward the lamp. under the rays Of
which he held the jeweled watch.
He stood a moment OF two. smiling
meditatively and weighing the begem-
med tiTepiece in his hand.
Curious thing" he said 10 me, pow
erful curious. the Deal business. What
DO you make of him2''
Nothing at ALL felt free to confess.
Queer all the way round" continued
Faraday. .'Darned II I can make head
or tail of II.
Here's Deal. who stole the ticket be-
yond doubt with the idea of keeping the
watch for himself: and now he turns
out 70 be a n5ighbor Of mine-Or at least
OF Mississippi stOck-and quietly paddles
IN and hands me the thing.
wonder Why2 Conscience turned on
him. do you think?''
Never IN the wide. wide world" I af-
nrIned- He never had one in New
YORK. and 1 don't see why he should
have developed the article down here. Is
there anything in this strnosphere that
breeds conSci6nuOuSness2 7
Not that ! know Of. When / WAS a
younSster stole as many watermelons
as any niger and IL never worried me
any. Doesn't even now. But why do
you suppose Deal was so anxious Tor a
private interview He must have known
Wen enough that you knew all about
That's what gets me-" said I. WHY
should he have wished 10 spare your
sensitive Feelings BY not referring he
lore \ ne g7, 10 your having negotiated your
But he knew that you had done the
PAVING for me-" Tom objected.
certainly, so why"
on, hang why % Faraday exploded
There are entirely too many -syrhy-s'
IN this case. They fuddIe 4 fellow
Every time I get started thinking / rJln
INTO q mess Of 'whys'-and am none the
wiser"
III forgive you the pun" said 7
paclncaHy, If yOU'n hand me that
watch and let me have a look al her"
held out my hand, but Faraday
merely merely dropped II into his pocket
Time enough later" he said. Wen
put IN quiet morning over IL tomorrovy
ana Try 10 see the bottom OF Things
al we can Meanwhile / don't yvsnf 70
alarm Esther, and she's waiting for Us
out there on the lawn"
For the moment l was somewhat
vexed with him for his lack az Irn i1,e-
tlence, but that passed and L fc~ga y.a
MIN. l don't know but that I myself
Wa as anxious 70 get out there on the
avn ana spend the evening quietly over
clgar-and by Esther's side
30 out We vent and Joined her. Far
audy skiiltully sideStepped when she
Nu9ld nave questioned him about Deals
business win him, and I got to talking
ABOUT my newspaper experiences, and
the time passed pleasantly enough FOR
the rest Of the evening.
Esther SporswOOd had the knarL Of
seeming interested in anythine one bs5
70 say, and In that way wouIl get me
started 70 talking OF myself and The few,
things l had seen from time TO time;
and then ! never knew when 10 sto,
A good listener IS the most nattsrirlr,
Jhlng IN the Wo 20 a man who Is any-
thing but 50 jety product.
was quite { tented that night We
sat ana smoker, and I jabbered ava Y
Faraday skillfuliy throwing out word
or TWO here and there 20 keep me eoir,g-
and before my tongue had grown tined
enough 10 warn me that II was time
&c put on the brakes, Faradav Looked
at his watch by the light OF a rnatcb
and whistled II
.'Whe-ew! It's past twelve, people.
We must be getting 10 bed"
For my part, I was anything but
goodnight. -'1-'' HS'ilsr
If you dol't mind" 7 said. and 7
cont know why you should trouble TO,
I'll Just loaf out here a while longer
want to watch the lightning plavfny on
the water. This country is entireIy- too
picturesque 10 be neglected IN any Of its
phiases-especially by city-bred chap
Faraday yawned a BIT and said he
reckoned bed ves the best Mace for
him, and II I'd e. cuse hiun-and so forth
told MIN TO toddle along and settled
back 10 enjoy myself
Ny words had been but simple truth
to my mind the city man never can gel
quite enough OF nature That is, for a
couple Of months; after that length Of
time has elapsed country life begins To
pail a bit and he becomes aware Of a
longing for the lights OF Broadway nv
night and the changing OF the cable
| gongs, and the hot smell OF tho asphalt
cooling of ate a stewing day.
But such a . ssire was far from me
then.
The Continuation of This Story VIII
Be Found in Tomorrow
Issue OF The Times.