Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-10-23

write that apology. but llSlen nou
will knock hereafter when you enter
any of my studios. You've kicked out
the bottom from the old footing. You
are not the friend you profess to be,
You are making me a coward in the
ewes of that damned Italian. He will
never understand this phase of it,
Thereupon Abbott ran over to his
desk and scrubbed the note sealing 1t
with bang. Here you are. Per-
haps you had best so at once"
ABBY Pm sorry that you take this
J VIEW
II don't care to hear any platitudes,
thank YOU"
"I'u look you up tomorrow, and on
/ my part | shan't ask for any apology.
In little while you'll thank me. You
will even laugh with me-"
Permit me to doubt that angrlly.
He threw open the door.
Courtlandt was too wise to argue
| further. He had obtained the object
| of his GRAND, and that was enough
| for the present Sorry you are not
open to reason. Good morning..
| When the door closed, Abbott
| tramped the floor and vented his tenn
| per on the much abused footstool,
| which he kicked whenever 1t came In
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knew that Courtlandt was right.
! More than that, he knew that pres
| entity he would seek him and apollo
| gize.
Unfortunately, neither of them
counted on the colonel.
| Without being quite conscious of
the act, Abbott took down from the
wall an ancient dueling-pistol, cooked
/ it. snapped it, and looked 1T over with
/ an interest that he had never before
/ bestowed on it, and the colonel, burst
| ing into the studio, found him alb
| sorbed in the contemplation OF TINS
! old death-dealing instrument.
Hal" roared the old war dog. Had
an idea, that something like this was
/ going to happen. Put that up. you
| couldn't kill anything with that I'M
less YOU hit 'em on the head with 1t.
/ Leave the matter to me. I've palf
of pistols, sighted to hit a smiling az
twenty yards. OF course, you can't
fight him with swords He's one OF
| the best in all Italy; but you've Just
as good a chance as he has with pls-
! toIs Nine times out of ten the tyro
| hits the bull's-eye, while the crack
goes wild. Just you sit jolly tight
Who's his second; Courtlandt!
Yes" Abbott was truly and COM
pletely bewildered.
| HE struck you first, understanu
and YOU knocked him down. Good!
| NV tennis courts are out oil the way.
We can settle this matter tomorrow
morning at dawn. Ellicott will come
| over from Cadenabbia with his saws.
| He's close mouthed. All you need TO
! do iS to keep quiet. You can spend
! the night at the villa with me, ana
| I'll give you a few ideas about shoot-
ing a pistol. Here, write what or
| tate" He pushed Abbott over 10 tile
! desk and forced him into the chalr,
Abbott wrote mechanically, as one
hvnnotized. The colonel seized the
Ie+tar "No fjowery sentences; few
words bang at the mark. Come up 10
the villa as soon as you can. we II
ioIlv we'll cool this Italians blood.
And ont he went banging the door.
There was something of the dlrectless
of a bullet in the old fellows methoos
LITERALLY. Abbott had been ruslieu
off his feet The moment ms CONFUSION
cleared he saw the predlcamehl llto
which his own stupidity and the ann
able colonefs impetuous Sood oii,cc9
had plunged him. He was horrhleu'
Here was Courtlandt carrying the
analogy, and hot on his heels was tne
colonel with the final arrangements
for the meeting. He ran to the dool,
barebeaded. took the stairs three ana
four at a bound But the energetic
Anglo-Indian had gone down IN
hounds. also; and when the dlstrdcteu
artist reached the street, the otneh
was nowhere to be seen. AppaFehtlS
there was nothing left but to send an
other apology. Rather than perform
so shameful and cowardly an act ne
would have cut off his hand.
Tho Barone, pale and determined,
rassad the second note to Courtlandt,
who was congratulatinS himself tpre-
naturely as will be seem on tne
neaceful dispersion of the warehouse
He was dumfounded.
"You will excuse me, he selQ
meekly. He must see Appol1'
AZ moment" interposed the Barone,
coldly. IF ii is to seek another apol-
GOV il will be useless. I refuse to &C
cent Mr.. Abbott will fight. or ] will
n,IhlicIv brand him, the first oppor-
| tunity, as coward. ,r
CourtIandt bit. his mustache I'm
that case, l shall go at once to Coionei
! Oakley Wester."
"Thank you 1 shall he in my room
at the villa the greater part OF the
| day." The Barone bowed
! Courtlandt caught the colonel as nc
was entering his motor boat
"Come over TO tiffln.
! VERY we'll; | can talk here better
4 =
WI When the motor began its racket
Courtlandt pulled the colonel over to
him.
done?"
yves. Knowing that Abbott would
have no earthly chance against the
italian. / went to him and forced him
| 10 write an apology, And you have
blown the whole thing higher than a
The coloners eyes bulged. Dem it,
WHY didn't the young fool tell me2'
your hurry probably ratified him.
| But what are we going to do? I'm
not going to have the boy hurt. /
love him as a brother; though, Just
now. he regards me as mortal
enemy. Perhaps I am" modify. 81
have deceived him, and, somehow
blindly. it is true--he knows it. | ana
1 as fun of deceit as pomegranate is
"'rhc Barone is thoroughly enraged.
He would refuse to accept 1t, and
said So
well dem me for wellmeaning
meddler."
with pleasure; but that will not
sion the row. There is "A way out,
but il appeals to me as dampably
low"
"oh, Abbott will not run. He isn't
that kind"
mo, he'll not run. But If YOU will
agree with me, honor may be salts
fed without either of them getting
hurt.
"Momen beat the devil, dou't
they?" what's your PLAN"
Courtlandt outlined II.
The colonel frowned. THAT doesn' {
sound like you. Beastly trick"
II know it,"
"We'll lunch first, II will take a
few pegs TO get that idea through this
bally head of mine"
When Abbott came over later tina [
dav he was subdued i'm manner He