The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1911-10-25

crust that made up the external man.
he was lot disposed to accept him as
his mentor In nice matters OF taste
and gentlemanly feeling He owed II
10 himself personally TO tender his
sympathy. Miss Malroy must have
heard something OF the honorable
part he had played; surely she could
not be In ignorance OF the faet that
the lawless element, dreading his
further activities, had threatened him.
She must know, too. about that re-
ward OF Ave thousand dollars. Ger
tainly her grief could not blind her
10 the fact that he had met the situa-
ton with a largencss OF public spirit
that was an impressive lesson 10 the
entire community. I
These were all points over which
he and Mahaffy had wrangled, and he
felt that his friend in seeking TO keep
him away from Belle Plain, was stand
ms squarely in his light He really
could not understand Solomon or his
objections. He pointed out that Nor
ton had probably left a will-no one
knew yet probably his estate would
go TO his intended wife-what more
likely? He understood Norton had~
cousins somewhere in middle Tonnes
I
IT, OF extended litigation. Miss Nal
roy needed a strong. clear brain to
guide her past those difficulties his
He beamed on his friend with wideN
sunny smile,
You mean she needs lawyer,
Price" insinuated Mahaffy.
That slap at me, Solomon, Is I'M
! W. hv ~ ItC
I will you who has shown an interest
comparable TO mine? may, say |
have devoted my entire energy TO
her affairs, and with disiHteFested-
ness. have made myself felt. Will
j you mention who else these cut
threats have tried to browbeat and
l frighten? They know that my
theories and conclusions are men
ace to them. ] got EN- In a panic,
sir-presently some fellow will lose
his nerve and light out for the tall
! timber-and IL will be just Judge Slo-
cum Price who's done the trick-no
one else
F.! Are you looking for some one to
take a pot shot at you?" inquired
1 Mehaffy sourly
+ Your remark uncovers my fondest
hope, Solomon-Id give five years OF
my life just 10 be shot at-that would
! round out the episode OF the letter
nicely" again the Judge beamed on
Mahaffy with that wide and sunny
smile of his.
/ Why don't you let the boy go
alone, Price," suggested Mahaffy. He
: lacked that sense of sublime con-
fidence in the judges tact and dis
erection Of which the Judge, himself,
entertained never doubt
Il shall mol obtrade myself, Solo I
mon; shall merely walk out TO Belle
Plain and leave a civil message. 4
know what's due Miss Malroy in her
bereaved state--she has sustained no
ordinary loss, and in no ordinary
fashion. She has been the center OF
striking and profoundly moving
tragedy, ! would give a good deal
( to know II my late client left will"
you might ask her" said Mahaffy
cynically Nothing like going to
headquarters for the news!" /,
Solomon, Solomon, give me credit
for common sense-go further. and
J give me credit for common decency!
Don't let us forget that ever since we
came here she has manifested a
/ charmingly hospitable spirit where
we are concerned!
/ Wouldn't charity hit nearer the
mark, Price,"
J Il have never so regarded IL, Solo
mon." said the Judge mildly. II have
read a different meaning in the beef
and -four and potatoes she's sent here,
Il expect II the truth could be KNOWN
TO us she is wondering in the midst or
her grief why | haven't called, but
she'll appreciate the considerable deli
cacy OF gentleman. wish IL were
possible TO get cut flowers in this
cussed wilderness"
( The Judge had been occupied with
simple but ingenious toilet. He had
trimmed the frayed skirts OF his coat: =
then, by turning his cuffs inside out
and upside down a fresh surface maize
its first public appearance. Next his
shoes had engaged his attention. They
might have well discouraged a less
resolute and resourceful character, but
with the contents Of his ink-well he !,
arttully colored his white yarn socks
where they showed through the rffts
In the leather. This the judge did
gaily, now humming q snatch of song.
now listening civilly to Mahaffy now
replying with undisturbed cheerful
ness Last of all he clapped his dingy
beaver on his head, giving IL an in
describably jaunty slant and stepped
TO the door.
JcUnttnueh1.