Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1911-05-06
CHAPTER XVII.

IA and all outsiders gone Alex
| ander remained, wandering
a = dolcfully about the room and
discussing with Leo Cohen the sum he
hoped to get from the company in
which he was insured against fire.
The conversation ought TO have been
of absorbing interest to Cohen. as
eventually Alexander's business would
be his, provided there were no hitch
In the marriage negotiations. Never.
theless, he was absentminded, for the
Uses. and-the watchful Cohen had no.
ticed n peculiar light In Isidora's eye
when her father had brusquely or
dered her upstairs. ''out of the way"
She had offered no objection to go.
ing and had hidden Leo good night
very nrettily. But before tripping
away she paused for an instant in the
corridor, her face turned toward the
kitchen in which Z. Gordon was help
ing Black Dick put things to rights.
Cohen noticed this turn of the head.
this fluttering hesitation, standing as
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of the red curtain. But when lsidora
had vanished above Alexander dis.
missed Blinkey and the Pole, shutting
the door which usually stood open, be-
cause of the draft from the broken
window.
"Why don't you send that man Cor
don away, tool" Cohen asked.
I Ia l,t
\ and he's got to earn It," explained
Alexander. "He can stay and help
Dick tidy up, II It takes till 10 o'clock.
1t amt hurtin' us. Why should you
carer
Even Cohen, who seldom erred on
the side of tlmidlty in speech, scarcely
rentured to put into words the reason
why he did care"
Meantime Isidora had been busy jus
dfylng her lovers worst fears.
As she reached the top OF the stair
ease she heard the loud slamming OF
the door which had been warped and
blistered by the heat. Her heart gave
a little jump of excitement Already
she was keyed to highly emotional
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with Loveland alone she was ready to
run almost any risk. The unexpected
shutting of the restaurant door caused
her tremor of delight. She tptoed
down again. with her heart loud as n
hammer In her breast, and fitted softly
into the kitchen, not daring to speak
TIL she had quietly closed the door,
also lest the sound OF her voice should
carry across the passage.
"Oh, Mr.. Gordon" she breathed, I'm
so sorry about your poor hand! And
your face is scorched too! l do wish
you'd let me do something for you"
Loveland thanked her, but said that
Dick had bandaged up his hand and
wrist very nicely with a soothing ap-
pllcation of lard on an old rag.
lsidora gave little sniff of scorn for
the negro's ministrations.
"A pretty bandage," she sneered-"a
nasty torn bit of coarse towel! And
lard amt the right thing either. I've
taken lessons In first aid. All the girls
in my school did, and amt forgot
what l learnt Please come with me,
and I'll do you up all right. Now, don't
say no or you'll hurt my feelings.
feel ready to cry anyway, and l sure
will IL you amt kind" H
"Oh, I'll comel' he said desperately
and followed Isidora into the passage
The parlor. which also served as din
ing room, was appalling in its bravery
of old gold plush and portraits of de-
funct ladies and gentlemen on a claret
colored wall paper.
She made Loveland sit down in a
leather armchair which smelled of the
tobacco her father affected, and then.
kneeling on low footstool beside him.
she began to unfasten Black Dicks
clumsy bandage
II don't like TO have you walt on
me" said Loyeland, who few weeks
ago took the most exaggerated petting
for granted from pretty women,
well, | like to do It anyhow" re-
piled the girl. with a lingering, liquid
glance. You're so brave I'm proud
to be waiting on you. ! never knew
anybody just like you before"
LoveIand thought this very proba.
bic. but merely remarked. with he.
comm" modesty, that he had done
very mi"
CONTINUED Next Saturday,