The Whitefish pilot. [volume] (Whitefish, Mont.) 1904-current, 1910-11-10

the story you told me at Kalvik. your
mental attitude--many things. in fact.
Oh, it was very simple"
"Well. what Of It? What has all that
got to do with my present dif1iculty?"
Listen! You want to marry the
daughter of the greatest trust builder
In the country, and he doesn't want
you for son-in-law: You undertake
an enterprise which seriously threatens
his financial interests. and IL successful
in that you could defy his opposition
in the other matter. Now, all goes
well until he learns of your plans,
, then he strikes with his own weapons.
A word here and there. hint to the
banks, and your fine castle comes tum-
bling down about your ears. l thought
you had more perception"
I'VE haven't figured Marsh In at
ALL" he said tentatively.
HE figures nevertheless. as in
tend to show you today To begin
with, please notice that unobstrusive
man In the gray suit Not now! Don't
look around for minute. You will
see him on the opposite side of the
street."
BOYD turned, to observe a rat faced
fellow across the way. evidently bound
for the Tacoma boat.
"Is he following usY'
"I see him everywhere I CO."
Boyd's face clouded angrily. at which
Cherry exclaimed. Nov, for heavens
sake. don't mimic Big George or wen
never learn anything"
81 won't stand for a spy" he growl-
ed
Finally the girl said, "You really do
care great deal for Miss Wayland.
don't you?"
His only answer was a deep breath
and slow turning of the head, but
once she had seen the look in his
eyes she needed no other. She could
only say: ~ hope she is worthy of
all she is causing you to suffer, Boyd.
So few Of us are"
She did not speak again, but in her
heart was great heaviness. They
reached the dock and lost sight Of the
spy, only to have him reappear soon
after the boat cleared. and. while
neither spoke of it. they felt his pres
ence during the whole trip.
At Tacoma Boyd left her to go about
his business. but Joined her later at
lunch. with the joyful announcements:
1--WE had better luck this time They
said there would be no difficulty what
ever in handling the matter, and they
are to let me know definitely tomor.
row."
Ibid Hawkshaw hound you to the
bank?" she inquired.
II rather think So"
"Then tomorrow will tell the tale"
1 you mean the bank will turn me
down."
Eyes. If I've sized up the situation
correctly l dare say these banks are
as cautious as those In Seattle, and a
| few words over the telephone would
do the trick"
''I'm inclined to give that shadow a
little personal attention" the young
man unused, but when she questioned
him he only smiled and assured her of
his caution.
cred the fellow an1ong the passengers.
Cherry noticed as they reached the
dock that while Emerson maintained
a flow of conversation his. eyes were
constantly upon the fellows back and
that he kept position close to his
shoulder. regardless of jostling from
the others. She could not tell what
CHI To- -
Of Boyd's purpose until the gangplank
was in place and they were out upon
1t. A narrow space separated the boat
from the dock AS they crossed this
Boyd slipped and half fell on the
slanting planks. He lunged violently
against the man in gray. who was next
him. 1t occurred with the suddenness
Of pure accident. and the next she
saw was the stranger plunging down
ward along the piling, clutching wildly
i at the vessels side, while Boyd chung
to the guard rope as II about to lose
his balance.
The mans cry as he struck the wa
ter alarmed the crowd and caused q
Nomentary stampede, In which Cherry
and Boyd we're thrust shoreward. but
the confusion quickly subsidized as ar
officer flung heaving line to the gasp
ing creature beneath. A moment latel
the hatless spy was dragged to thu
dock. indignant and suffering.
"I'm very sorry. sir" Boyd apologize
ed profusely. 1T was all my fault
The plank was steep. and was forced
OF my feet. Whenever I'm followed
too closely lose my head. It's {
weakness have"
The man was still too unnamed b!
his cold immersion to do more thai
chatter angrily. In the hubbub Elmer
son led his companion out into tn
street, where she beheld him shaking
with suppressed laughter.
BOYD" she cried in a shocked voice
''then it was. You-you might hav'
killed him! Suppose his head ha,
struck n timhprp