Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1911-05-05
CHAPTER XIV.
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i CHATTER XIV.
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Afuxtoa sands wAs - Ssnuinsly -
k6Alshed - . man Of deltberateness
,ceald be when . clerk entered the
peataAe room Of his once suite Ia a
Rowling Green skyscraper and told
him lady wished to SEQ him. He was
about 70 instruct the clerk TO ask for
The lady's card when, Elancing over
~ youtht head, he glimpsed . Eol-
!doa CLEAN undsr / big hat with sweep
hAt plumes through tho doorway and
N IN instant was crossing the TIRES
head with both hands extended.
4 ivy dear Dorisi'' he said. ''fnis u
really good Of YOU Things were got
.t1As . bit dull this morning"
&: Nrs. ldissioner smiled in that Dor
wAaaing way that long ago had psns-
itfAted to the very coFe Of the million
ialfo's inner consciousness. That smile
illuminated Sands somewhat gloomy
ioaActnnfy. H6 welcomed Mfs. Mis-
;aoner to . comfortable chair beside
l.hlb broad desk, swept aside the heap
II fosmilaAle papers with great gold
lsSals and fiuttefing legal ribbons, and
IleanoA bAck In his chair quite content
ittO wait 1 century for his visitor 10
Eapoak aeaan. provided her SMILE shoula
josatinHs 70 beam upon him.
!, mo, Il u not shout Investments"
isaid In. Missioner. l0t;ns tho 70
,l6kfalnsA inquiry n hef admirers syes
3'1 fslH T. haA % talk to somebody
ia1c2t Dlinor; and Dorothy, ysu know.
II 100 aniatly rssDonsivs 70 b Of any
,Iuss. Bruxto0. What an to do About
lItkat grip
s'Tm sure don't know" he said ut
haagth. T suppose something ought
10 be done"
Il r don't care what the detective
it6Ayu!s exclaimed Mrs.. Missioner. II
len not coing 70 let Einor Holcomb
Alnk any longer that her friend Of
wears believes her to be thief. It
. un1earable! The man told me
Cat I must net Interfere In tho case
Il e9pooted him 70 viHAicats my SEQ
TOtAfy: but ! am not going to be gov.
Sfhed by anyone to that extent
~ going to see Elmer today. am
oOlng straight to that terrible Dlaco
ND a1sAre her that evsn tASugh /
permit her t. be kept there. I refuse
- o1toftA11 TOR . Roaa0at The idSA
that 1hA ~ Dfoken any law a God
or MANI
~ you SURF this u wise, Dorists
inquired Sands gravely. As he stood
bsstds her. It was dimcult t. control
the iuapeaes 70 pour out bstufo her ths
sdofhtioM Ae felt 1t sight q her. now
lotelness. She had never seemed
m6fe beautiful than whom she was
rAovsd By sympathy for the girl who
at that moment, doubtless, was won
dsring II she had forsaken her.
Wise or not" returned the widow,
shall do It SomethinH tells mo
she = IN need Of sympathy thfs very
az. Why. Bruxton, how d We know
what effect this dreadful incarcera.
aoA might AAvo upon her? It may
warp her entire nature; it may wreck
her health. Plsaso 10 not try 70 dis.
suaAe mo. I have made up my fnind
70 zee her, aud shall 20 there Ct
once"
Il was . short dash Tor the auto UP
broadway. ~ Centre street to the
TosAbs, and It was with little dimculty
Tat Sands obtained for Mrs. Mission.
sf permission to see the prisoner.
Hlnor came around tho corner q
tn corridor with more animation In
Asf step than 1t had shown In many
Z 1ay. She had hardly been able to
beAsvs her eyes on reading Mrs. Mis-
sloner's name on the card thrust
tAfouSh tho grating Of her cell. Long
40 she had made up her mind that
The chain Of circumstances, or perhaps
IA enemy, had sown In her kind
fftoAd's mind suspicion that she wAs
guilty. Al the days rolled on and she 70.
coaved no word from Mrs. Missioner,
the consiction grew upon her. Even
tAis very day she had give up the
Aopo Of rehabilitatinE herself in the
svoe Of her employer. Not that it was
~ employer she mourned In loss Of
ArA AisstoAer's confidence. The
rich widow WAs her friend: had been
her famlly'S friend, ana had been the
nfv& to olRer her refuge In the ter.
fable days following discovery Of the
fAee that her kindly. gentle father, aft.
sf Q lifetime Of high endeayor, had left
hee without the provision she knew
- always lntsnded to make.
Dear Nh. Missiensrl" cried lalinor.
hAetoning toward the widow q she
roAA affection and complete belief In
hef coantenance. "You have done
! rnasy lovsiy thinss for me-, but this u
ua1to thu dearest! It seems hard even
= picture you in such place. and
tAo reality
You poor child!" exclaimed Mr..
Z :a13xsionsr. hardly controlling her
y6acss "What about yoursslf7 II It
= 116tressing TO me to como here. It
y terrible for you 70 be here. How
O. you stand it,.
sons 1Safrs TO stand many thinxs,s
~ ahsWsrsa; '.when fAts commands:
~ 4 aAy'ons had told ne Z few weeks
~ that ! could % much - retain my
T0oDon ID . place like this! Now that
yU9ar hers; Il seems far easier. oh,
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