The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1912-08-01

lion. But anOtner 10ea mas taken pos
session of this teeming brain of NINE
Have you noticed how this fellow
Jones hovers about Fortune? He's
worth million, II he's worth a cent.
am sure, in pure gratitude, she
would see to 1t that her loved ones
were well taken care of in their old
age"
IT am going to marry Fortune my
SELF" said Ryanne blandly.
your" The major was nonplussed.
Wallace shuffled his feet uneasily.
This blond companion Of his was al
ways showing kinks In his nature.
kinks that rarely ever Strengthened
out.
Eyes. And why not? What is she
to either you or her mother? Moth
Ing. Affection you have never given
her, being unable. It surprises you;
but, nevertheless, love her, and I
am going to marry her."
"Really?" said Mrs. Chedsoye.
Even So"
you are a fool, Horace!" with ris-
ing fury. So then, the child had not
tibed her In a moment of pique?
men In love generally are fools.
I've never spoken before, because you
never absolutely needed me till now.
There's my cards, pat"
Mrs. Chedsoye's fury deepened, but
not visibly. you are welcome to her.
II she will have you"
Eyes," supplemented the major; IF
oh xuf11 how, vo,, fr&o~A xoLo hov
and our benedictions."
Ryanne's shoulders stirred sugges-
lively.
'Of course, expect to have the
final word to say on the subject. She
is my daughter" said Mrs. Chedsoye.
"A trif1ing accident, my dear Clio
conda," smiled Ryanne! merely
that"
"Just a little oil, just little OIL"
the major pleaded anxiously. Dash
it all, this Is no time for a row of this
silly order. But it's always the way"
1rritably. "A big enterprise, demand
ing single purpose, and trif1e like
this to upset it ALI"
II am ready for business at any mo-
ment"
"And you, Kate?"
We'll say no more about it till the
affair is over. After that -"
Those who live will see, eh?"
Ryanne rolled cigarette.
ITO business, then. In the first
place, Mr.. Jones must not reach the
Ludwig"
! "He will not" Ryanne spoke with
quiet assurance.
HE will not even see that boat"
added Wallace, glad to hear the sound
of his voice again.
Good: But, mind, no rough work"
! Leave it all to me-" said Ryanne.
"The United Romance and Adventure
Company will give him an adventure
on approval, as it WERE"
ITO you, then. The report from New
York reads encouragingly. Our friends
/ there are busy. They are merely
waiting for u.s. From now on Percival
! Algernon must receive no more mail,
! kilograms or cables"
''I'll take care of that also" Ryanne
looked at Mrs. Chedsoye musingly.
"His real estate agent will wire
him, possibly tomorrow"
I'm that event, he will receive a
cable signifying that the transaction
is perfectly correct"
HE may also inquire as to what
to do with the valuables in tie wall.
SAFE"
| "He will be instructed to touch
nothing, as the people who will occupy
! the house are old friends" Ryanne
smoked calmly.
Wallace, you will return to New
York at once"
Il thought 1 was wanted here?"
"No longer"
Gall right; I'm off. I'll sail on the
Prince Ludwig, stateroom 11S. I'll
have my joke by the way.
! "You will do nothing of the kind
You will have stateroom by your.
SELF" said Mrs. Chedsoye crisply
"And no wine, nor cards. If you fail,
I'll break you :"
"As we would a churchwarden's
pipe, Wallace, my lad" Ryanne grip
ped his companion by the shoulder,
and thare was enough pressure in the
! grip to cause the recipient to vince.
We'll, well; I'll lay a straight
course" Wallace slid his shoulder
from under Ryanne's hand.
ITO you, then, Hoddy, the business
! Of quarantining our friend Percival.
| Don't hurt him; simply detain him.
| You must realize the Importance of
this. Have you your planA?"
"I'll perfect them tomorrow. shall
find way, never fear"
| Does the rug come in anywhere?"
The major was curious 1t sometimes
seemed to him that Ryanne did not al
ways lay his cards face up upon the
| table.
ct will play it's part Besides. l
am rather inclined to the idea of TAX
ing it back. 1t may be the old wish
ing-carpet. In that case, it will come
In handy. Who knows?"
"How much is it WORTH"
"Ah, major. Percival himself could
not say exactly. He gave me thous-
and pounds for It."
"a thousand pounds!" murmured
!