The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1911-12-24

er chair and expelled his breath in an
incredulous Money!"
Money" Trudell yapped it. "Of
course, it's ridiculous that Pen should
get himself into a fever when all he
had to do was to call up any one of you
his connections-and ask for a mil
lion. Or, if he had any silly pride, he
needed but to hint how business wasn't
going-to look respondent and plead
poverty-and you'd all have sent your
cash boxes round next morning. Pre-
cisely."
Il say, Tru'" Horny whitened,
angrily. as he sat straight.
You shall say, in your turn, all that
you WISH" Trudell interrupted, "but
purpose relieving myself first" Horny
sat back without word. Trudell en-
phasized his points with pink and
polished forefinger Pens mother
he snapped, holds the keys to the cot
fers of the lamented Bond senior. Pen
wasn't to be trusted with 'em. Pen
was given a bally worsted business to
play with and he set to making liv-
ing at it. Pen has juggled his assert
ment of troubles through one year. but
he can't stagger through the deluge OF
please RENTS that is due January
first. Maybe his common sense Is
warped bit-worry has that effect, al
times, you know. But it seems such q
paltry, ridiculous 6zzling of affairs
don't you see? Not dignifed failure
and Pen has taken to jesting with
the fates. Laughing at 1t! Which ism
good sign"
Horny Remsen shot up from his chair
to his full six feet and walked away
arms folded behind him. He went to
the window, looked out on the motley
of the street an instant, turned, came
back and took his chair.
Go on" he said.
Reckon I've bit and clawed sufficient
You've taken 1t very well. AS to you
pearl necklace episode, / figure thai
Pens flare was plain nerves and--hur
pride. He has great deal of pride
and carries it on the outside, where
, things are always rubbing up agains
. it. I'm done"
} Horny leaned forward, elbows OF
knees, and fitted the finger-tips of hi,
strong, Immaculate hands togethe
painstakingly.
II you have anything to suggest,
he said, not looking up. Il wish you
go ahead. And ifsome time-yo,
could make Pen see that I've beer
dense--not just careless-Pd be no en-,
"Sulphitic syzygy,' hissed Trudell
: profaneiy. do you think I've talked |
over with him7"
: You didn't" At the tremendou
t relief in Horry's voice as he sat erec
Trudells peevishness lightened almos
:. to smile.
We'll! So that explains the tragi
e stalk about the room. Feeling hurt. Ell
No. Pen hasn't favored me with hi
Q confidence. Part of this | knew. par
J guessed The business and bills par
9 I-snooped for I'd rather not let yo
| know my source of Information.
7 "Of course! or courge!o Horny wa
y gratefully apologize. "All ask |
that you tell me how we're to pull hir
n out
o I'm leaving at SIX" TrudeIl il
l. formed him, for an interview wit
3 MIS- Bond senior. She is at the iates
r thing in yiolet-ray, rogetbath cures
Z where they have poets in to read thei
l. own effusions to slow music. fudd,
buddy Hindu gentlemen in petticoat
g to teach EN- to breathe like mornin,
glories and a perfectly too-utter, acto
D faced curate to drop in at tea-time an
l. condole with EN- over their strugg]
g with existence. Fine. I'm intendin
to give her reason for being there
Y. which she hasn't now. ! shall bull
y her into making over his rightful DO
Ir ton to Pen, or--I hate to tell you whs
9 shall threaten her with. I've bee