The Kennewick courier. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1905-1914, 1911-03-10
sontent with the character Of a '1ady

content with the character OF 'lady
borrower"
Robby perched himself on the as
sistant cashiers chair and assumed as
stern an expression as his childish
! features and mischievous rowing eyes
would permit.
"Now. understand you wish
loan." began Bobby.
Il don't. either" retorted Kitty. sit
ting herself on a chair in front OF tue
desk
"Oh. come on and play. When say
4 understand you wish loan, you
say Yes"
But you won't sive'me any money.
'If your security is good enough l
will. Now" imperiously, II under
stand you wish a loan"
| "How much can get?"
"No. no. You say a lot at first;
that's business Now, how much"
Fifty thousand dollars"
'That's fine" He paused. judiciously
nnckerine his brows. That's consid
cradle money"
"That'S the most | could Think o.
decisively.
Don't talk that way" instructed
Bobby you would be put out for
making breaks like that Just don't
say anything when they find fault.
Now, that's considerable money. but
of course you have security:" He
paused. We'll. say Yes"
Eyes"
'eWell, ! thought so--what?'
"What?'
"What have you got in the way Of
security?" he asked.
"A farm
"HOw large a farm?"
"Ten million acres
"Well. that's good. Now, what
grows on this farm?"
She hesitated. then said: Fruit
peaches and apples
That's good What else?' he pro-
nounced.
"Pears."
"Any bananas?' Kitty shook her
head every sorry" the lad went on.
"but we have all the fruit you have
in our own back yard. The only fruit
farm l could loan money on would be
banana farm No. No bananas.
no loan. Good day"
"But you didn't tell me to say bana-
mas" insisted the girl.
"Tell you. A banker don't tell you
anything you ought to know
After delivering himself of this
I piece of financial wisdom, Bobby en-
deavored to continue. but Kitty in
sisted on being the man for awhile.
While the argument was in progress
the door leading from the vault
Enclosure opened and in came no less
an individual than Jimmy Valentine.
He had come from inspecting the new
vault, now practically completed. and
which he had pronounced as fine
piece of burglar proof construction as
he had ever seen-and Jimmy Valen-
tine in his day. as some Of us know.
had rightly been considered a connois-
seur in this particular connection. To
settle the dispute the assistant cashier
took Kitty out with him to show her
the vault. in the building of which
she had shown a childlike interest.
No sooner had the door closed be-
hind them when through the hall en-
trance came Rose Lane. who. gowned
in the height of Paris fashion and Of
more mature development. presented
even a more allurng picture of femi-
nine loneliness than she had at the
time three years before when. just out
of VaSsar. she had rescued Jimmy
Valentine from the horrors of Sing
Sing prison
Hello. Bobby. Where's Kitty" she
greeted the boy
Outside" He pointed toward the
door leading to the vault.
Where is Mr.. Randall?" she con-
tinued.
Bobby grinned knowingly.
you're always asking for Mr.. Ram
dali aren't you?" he asked saucily.
Into Rose Lanes face came sudden
ly a fare of anger at the lad. but in
moment it was gone. A SMILE tender.
hopeful and true, supplanted it.
And Bobby, with all the accrued
wisdom of eleven years, saw the smile
and smiled in return, for he was old
enough to understand.
CHAPTER XII
JIMMY VALENTINE entered his