Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1911-03-02
for that night.
CHAPTER XIV.
AN WHO WAITS

Scotland next day. L%oveland's
mother did not answer his ap-
"a peal. But Val tried to per-
suade himself that this was not
strange. Perhaps she could not get to-
gether such a sum as he had asked for
without a little delay, but she would
send as soon as possible. He was as
sure of that as he was sure that his
present address ought to be first circle,
hades.
The dollar which remained to him
after sending his expensive cry across
the sea was gone. He borrowed of
Bill Willing, who offered and was de
lighted to lend. In a day or two at
most, Loveland said, he would repay
and planned to give Bill a handsome
present as well. Meanwhile Loveland
passed his time miserably between
Alexander the Greats and the Bat
hotel or walking the streets in the
desperate hope of seeing some English
face he knew. He saw many pleas
faces, to whom no appeal of sor-
row would be made in vain. But they
"SlS olIdl1SSlo ldSSS, anu He WdS uOL
a beggar yet.
Four days dragged by, including one
CHASTITY Sunday, and when there was
still no word from Lady Loveland Val
began to feel the heavy conviction
that none would ever come. Some aw-
full spell had fallen upon him, it seem
ed, a curse which made him a pariah
even for those who loved him best.
He thought Owe his past and real
lied that he had been selfish. Never
before had it occurred to him to pity
others beyond a poor old chap, so
sorry, don't you know" and a quick
forgetting, but now he was filled with
a dumb sympathy for every one who
suffered.
Loveland did not always take his
meals at Alexander's. Sometimes he
let a meal time pass, too deeply de-
pressed to be hungry, or if Bill Will
ing insisted on food for both there
We're places where it could be obtained
even more chcaply than at Alexander
the GreatS-when Alexander himself
and not Isidora was behind the coun-
ter.
Val haG met the boss now, though
not officially. While he had a few
dimes and nickels in his pocket he
patroniZel the restaurant, glad to have
a glimpse Of Isidora's friendly, pretty
face and Il chance to warm himself at
the glowing stove. The boss regard
u
cd him as q clicnt-a queer cuss''
down on his luck, but worth being
civil to, for in New York YOU never
knew how mems fortunes might
change.
Nevertheless, Loveland realized that
Alexander had as much real kindness
of heart for the world in general as
Shylocls or a tiger.
IT you deserved to get on you got on
and devil take the hind1nost was Alex
ander's motto. But he loved and adj
mired Isidora. His chief joy in pilins
up a fortune was for her future, that
she might marry well and hand his
name on for posthumous honors. He
had already picked out the bridegroom.
named Leo Cohen, who would, with
lsldora, carry on the restaurant and it's
I glory from generation to generation.
This was Alexander's dream, and
woe unto him who should try to inter-
fere with its fulfllment! But he had
no fear of any such dangerous person
even when Leo was away drumming
up interest for a certain firm in the
west and a tall, handsome, sulky look
ing young Englishman was dropping in
every day for cheap food and a smile
from Isidora.
On the fifth day the situation passed
beyond bearing. Not only was Love-
land penniless, but he could not bring
himself to borrow more of Bills pitiful
nickels and hard earned dimes.
sill, | can't stand this any longer.
shall have to work or steal-anything
put borrow more-until l a touch my
money" Loveland broke out.
1T amt easy to do either in New
York." said Bill mildly.
I think of my being practically re-
duced to starvation and n%akedness with
q letter of credit for a hundred and ff-
ty pounds in my pocket!!' groaned Val.
D you think old Alexander would
advance me anything if told him my
whole story"
"Oh, ! guess l wouldn't tell him the
story" Bill advised hastily.
why not:"
"Well, he's got a sharp tongue. Alex
ander has"
"In England such a fellow could only
get at me at all through my servants"
II suppose So" agreed Bill gently,
"but this isn't England"
Il should think it wasn't, worse
luck!'
Whats pa been up to now~ pertly
demanded the voice Of pas fair daugh-
ter.
Isidora had come in while the two
were so deeply occupied in converse
ton and the dregs in their coffee cups
that they had not seen her lift the