The Fairmont West Virginian. (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1904-1914, 1911-09-15

he bowed! 10 the truth OF this, then
again Ibraced up brayely. Shut this
gentleman seemed quito interested.
Hes oyerito the Bigelow House now
] think III step over and have a talk;
with him.
You'd much better so and have n.
talk with Blinky Lockwood. she told
him brutnlly. -He's waitin' for you
at the bank and said he wasn't goin'
to whit after u o'clock neitherT'' & 2
well, perhaps you're. right. III go
there. It's after IL. but BE SHIRT
cd to get his hat and stopped with m
exclamation. why, Nat! | didn't
know you'd got backr'
Duncan was ut the back of the store
clearing the Inst remnants OF the old
stock from the shelves. "Yes." he said
pleasantly, without turning. "I've been
here some time cleaning up the cellar
to make room for the stun That's com.
ing 10. ] camc upstairs just moment
ago, but you were 80 busy talking you
didn't notice me-"
He paused. swept the empty shelves
with calculating glance aud came
out around the end OF the counter.
"Ererything's in tipiop shape" he
said. u checked up the bill OF lndinc
myself. and there's not thing miss.
Ing. not bit of brcnkngc. Mr.. Ora.
ham," he continued. dropping Il gentle
hand on the .1old mans shoulder.
"you're going TO have the finest drug
store In the state within six months.
With the stun that Sncrry has acnt us
we can make Sothcrn & Lee look
like Oj cents on the dollar. We're
going to mike things hum In this
old shop, and don't you forget It,"
He laughed lightly. with a note of
encouragement But he avoided era.
hams eyes even as lie did Betty's. Ho
could not meet the pltIful look Of the
former, any more than that stare Of
hostility md defiance In the latter.
"1ts good Of you, my boy" Gra.
ham quavcred. "I-but I'm afraid II
WON'T
"Now don't say thatr' Duncan inter.
posed firmly. "And don't let me keep
you. I think you said you were goins
out on business? And Ill be busy
enough right here"
And, without exactly knowing how II
had. come about. Graham found him
self in the street. stumbling downtown
toward tho bank.
When he had gone Duncan would
have returned to the shelves for flnal
redding up. He desired lcnst Of all
things an encounter with Betty In hel
present frame of mind. With n sud
den movement she threw herself In
front Of Duncan.
$50 you were listenIngm
"I'm sorry" he said uncomfortably
IT didn't mean TO hear anything" ht
argued plaintively. ~ was In the
room before understood and by the
time did 1t was too late-you hat
finished" +'faH pta. tHHnh &
b"oh, don't. try to explain. I-rhatt
your she continued. - ~
he held her eyes inquIrIngly. "Yes,'
he said In the tone of one who solves
puzzlIng problem. ~ believe You do
She looked nway. shaking with pas
sion. you just better believe It"
But" he went on quietly, "yo,
don't hate your father, too, do you
Miss Grnhnm?"
what do you mean by that. Mr.
Duncan" E
81 mean," he snid. faltering. "I'n
going to give you q bit Of advice
Don't you talk to your father asaIl
the why you did just now"
well. you amt me-" she cried snr
agely. you amt me. Understand
TINT? When l want advice from yor
III ask for 1t. Until l do you let IN
alone"
"Vcry WE'LL" he replied so calml.
that she lost her bearings for nc
ment. And inevitably this. emphasIz
ing as It did oil that she resented mos
in him-his education. wit. address. hi