Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1912-08-31

timer: take one OF these guns and
cover the Major. taeis the o1so :
doubt" Then George followed the
others into the hall and ironically
bads them 0od.sp.sd AZ he opened
tho door for them. They went out
stupidity; tho wine had dulled them.
George Immediately returned to the
library. ~
Neither Fortune nor her mother had
stirred in all this time. A quality Of
hypnotism held them in bondage. The
mother could not lower her glance
and the daughter would not. If there
was a light Of triumph In Fortunes
eyes, it was unconsciously there. And
NO ono win know the full bitterness
that shone from the mothers. She
could have screamed with fury; she
could have rent her clothes, torn her
akin, pulled her hair: and yet she sat
there without physical sign Of the
tempest.
On her side, Fortune knew. that had
there been . single gesture inviting
pity, she must have flown to her moth
er's side. But there was no sign.
Finally, Fortune stepped back. chilled.
It was all too late.
fortune" said George. terribly en-
barrassed, do you wish to speak to
your mother, alone?"
mo" It was . little word. spoken
in little. hushed tone.
Mrs. Chedsoye rose and proceeded
to put on her furs. which she had
flung across the back Of her chair.
"Mother!" This came In . gasp
from tho elder Wadsworth. An under
standing Of this strange proceeding
began to litter through his mind. The
young girls mother!
Mrs. Chedsoye drew on her gloves
slowly. She offered them to the Ma
jor to button. He flung the hands
aside. He was not nice under the We
neer. But Ryanne was instantly at
her service. And curiously she
watched his agile fingers at work over
the buttons; they were perfectly
steady. Then, followed by the Major
and Ryanne, she walked easily toward
the hall. Ryanne paused.
"Good night, Arthur. I'm sure you
win not sleep we'll. That handsome
safe is irreparably damaged. dare
say you will ind way to cover the
loss without any injury to your own
pocket. Old top. farewell! Who was
1t, Brutus or Caesar. who said: I 90
but to return'?' The banter left his
face and voice swiftly. "You sneak
ing backyard, you cheater Of wild.
ows; yes. I shall come again; and
then look to your sleek, sanctimonious
neck! You chucked me down the road
to hell, and the pity Of It 10. some day
I must meet you there! Fortune.
child" his voice becoming sad, you
might remember poor beggar in
your prayers tonight. Percival.
farewell to you. We shall never meet
again. But when you stand upon
that bally old rug there. you'll always
80 me. the flre, tho tents. the camels
and the desert, and the moon in the
date.palms. By-by!"
And presently they were gone. A
moment later those remaining could
hear the chug-chug of the motors a.
they sped away. The banker was nrst
" I0COV0I lIOu SA0 bH0us AA0 AUDAS0
for the hall. but George stopped him
rudsly.
1.-TWO hours. II you please. I never
break my word. Your money II all
there. II you do not act reasonably.
III throw you down and sit on you
TIL the time 10 up. Sit down. do
not propose that my future wife shall
appear in court ~ q witness against
her mother. Do you understand me
now?"
The banker sisnihsd that he did.
He sat down. rather subdued. Then
he got up nervously and inventoried
the steal. He counted roughly mil.
lion. A million! He felt sick and
weak. It would have wrecked the
bank, wiped 1t out Of existence. And
saved by tho merest, tho most triding
chance! A bottle Of wine! He re.
sumed his chair and sat there won
deringly till the time.limit expired.
Tho public never heard how nearly
the Merchant-Mech had gone to
the wall: nor how six policemen had
worked till dawn carrying back the
gold: nor that the banker had not
even thanked them for their labor.