Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1911-03-25
Continued from Last Saturday. }

candles worth the game, eli? Well.
I'm no Shylock. But see here-shall
we come to terms over a drink ?
We're not far off the best bar in New
York, and"-
mo. thank you" Val cut in decided
ly, though he was cold enough and
hollow enough within to be tempted
by the thought of warmth and re-
freshment of any sort Tell me now
what possible motive you. stranger.
can have in offering to lend me f20O"
II said nothing about lending" in
2 simulated Mr.. Milton. But if you like
to call it loan you can. You've got
your family traditions to keep up.
suppose" And he laughed in high
good humor.
81 have" said Val coldly.
'"That's all right" returned the other
"Well. to get to business then. You
were on pretty friendly terms with
Mrs. Milton on board ship?'
"She was very kind to me-" replied
Val. more sure than ever now that the
NAL.
"Good! You've heard. expect. from
Cadwallader Hunter or, some other
general purveyor of gossip that she
and1 aren't on the best of terms--that
we don't get along like pair of tur
tledoves?'
II believe I did hear some hint of
that sort, which went in at one ear
and out at the other"
you needn't consider my feelings
My wife and / hate each other like
poison. She'd have thrown me over
long ago if she didn't want my money
all my money; not what she might
get in alimony If we said 'Goodby;
the parting words are spoken Eth?
Well, that's just what | do want to
say to her. We've never had any open
break, but the times come. I'm go
ing to bring case against her. and l
want to use you for a trump card in
1t. You underestimate"
~ A hot wave of rage swept over Love,
gand. He did understand. and never
in his life had he been so angry. g.
new or Mt least unknown self stirred
family in the depths where oil his
life 1t had lain asleep. because, per-
haps. it had never been called upon
to wake. He was not angry because
such Il proposal had been made to him
Lord Loveland; he had not thought
of that part yet. Disgust with the
man who could make such PROPOSE
ton was the one emotion which shook
him.
You beastr' he broke out in his
young, clear voice.
The other man looked up at the
flushed. angry face in genuine sur
prise.
"Oh, suppose I haven't offered
your lordship' enough" he sneered.
with a sarcastic emphasis on the title
"Wcll. I'll raise you
But something unexpected happened
before the offer could be completed.
Furious. Loveland slapped him across
the mouth, and in lodging the insult
Milton slipped on morsel of thin ice
which glazed the pavement. He stag
gered, tried to regain his balance. lost
1t finally and fell fiat upon his back
The mans fall. the stiffness of the
limp form which lay grotesquely, like
a dummy made of rags, was sight to
chill even righteous anger
After daZed instant he bent down
over the motionless form and felt a
great throb of relief when he saw no
stain of oozing blood on the pavement
The fur lined collar of Millions coat
had been pulled up behind his ears
and had broken the force of the fall
for the back of his head. on which
otherwise he must have struck with
terrible force. Already his thick eye
lids We're twitching. In another mo-
ment or two he would open them.
Val thought carefully. but quickly.
II an alarm were given-if he should
find himself in the hands of the po-
lice-that would be the worst thing
that had happened yet,
If this beast who lay there COM
planned to the police of his assault Val
couldn't defend himself by telling the
truth. because Mrs. Milton's name must
not be brought in. He did not admire
her particularly, and he owed her no
gratitude. but she was a woman. and
suddenly he knew of himself that he
would bear the worst that might befal
him rather than drag Mrs Milton into
q scandal.
For as long as he might have taken
to count twelve perhaps Lord Love
land stood making up his mind and
staring at the man on the ground; then
he walked away as quickly as he
dared
The end of the street and no pursu-
ing steps or shouts of accusing voices.
Once round the corner Loveland
breathed more freely, but with the
white CLINT of his uncovered evening
shirt he was marked man among
men whose overcoats acknowledged