Honolulu star-bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1912-2010, 1913-04-12

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ediY az the tape in his hand. .....-. j..
Suddenly the fixity broke up in an
| insane helpless rage that demanded
| physical expression. From his twist
! ef mouth came an inarticala;e. woltish
+ cry. With a convuisive jerk he snap
ped of the Unprotected the ticker IN
! Ill ii fell with a crash. a clerk in
tile outer office heard the noise and
| rushed in. Immediately, frightened
! by what he saw. he withdrew, closing
the door behind him H.. ...-...>.- J..
Stephen Hampden was not good to
| look upon as he rushed up and down
the room, striking and kicking at the
objects in his way. His face was pur-
ple-convuIsed He poured out unin-
teIligibIe imprecatons on the "curs,"
the crooks" the traitors" who had
broken him. He had no thought for
those upon whom he in bis turn had
fallen He was obsessed by the pas
sion of his defeat. .s.. III.
The paroxysm spent itself. He flung
himself, painting and still glaring, into
ch3ir The telephone rang. He
paid no attention to it -... -. i.
The clerk, trembling, opened the
door. You're wanted on the long dis
lance, Mr.. Eampden. It's
Il won't talk to them"' Hampden
snarled back ..".'..
The clerk withdrew, then reappear-
ed. BEG pardon, Mr.. Happden," he
insisted timidly, "but it's Mr. Blake
of New Chelsea. He says he must
talk to you" +" :..."=..... i.
'.All right" Hampden caught up
tile telephone. He waited until the
click told him that the clerks receiver
had been hung up, then snapped: This
is Hampden. What do you want?"
The precaution was unnecessary.
The message was strangely worded.
Ii. would have meant nothing to an
outsider. But Hampden had the key.
He hung up the receiver. And for
moment he allowed himself to be
beaten down. Fear before danger in
Cured In the heat Of battle and now
become Imminent. terrible. through the
folly of another. ouSted rage. Mere
defeat. bankruptcy, paled before this
new penalty which he must pay. And
fear steadied him. cleared his brain.
RE wasted no time In futile regrets.
His mind dartei hither and thither,
swift and calculating. pondpring and
rejecting a hundred avenues OF escape
from the peril which must be avertcd
before he could set ont to reconp his
losses. There was no thought of say
ing Warren Blake-only himself.
Late in the day he went QUITO beg
the mercy he had never shown.
Katherine Hampden was alone that
evening She was often alone nova
days, but not entirely because, as she
had told John Dunmeade she had
been assigned berth on the shelf re-
served for unmarriageable females.
There were many men who would have
gladly undertaken to relieve her soli-
tude. But these found her extremely
unapproachable. Those whom she
would have welcomed most gladly had
least time for dalliance in drawing
rooms.
The truth was, she was disappointed.
. Mature perception, quickened by a
glimpse Of q, different ideal of life. had
seen beyond the false setting of ro-
nance behind which men seek to hide
the ugliness of the greedy. unscrupu-
lous scramble for gold. She would have
married Gregg had it not been for the
fact that the acid of. his calling was
etching more and more clearly upon
his frank, clean exterior a picture of
what lay within. As 1t was, she had
! sent him away. -. .=.s=
She was waiting for her fathers
Homecoming. While she waited she
glanced through the evening paper. In
it the days doings on the stock ex-
change were featured. The account
had it that Hampden had been hard
hit-even vaguely limited that he might
have to fail. She was amazed at the
lack of emotion with which she read
that their fortune, hitherto so potent
and all sufficing, had in a day been
sadly shaken if not totally destroyed.
She tried to picture to herself what it
must mean to them-the economies, the
privations even, the loss Of caste among
a set that measured worth by stocks
and bonds. Somehow the picture could
not profoundly alarm. partly perhaps
because she knew too little of want to
draw conyincingly. She could not even
feel deeply for her father, although
she had for him genuine daughters
affection aud knew what blow failure
would be to him. -..." ~. r
Poor father she smiled half pity
fngly. Il Suppose nothing can persuade
him that it isn't Il horrible calamity. |
oas,ht to feel 50. too but Ileigho.
Is this Katherine UampGen:" -
Size went on turning tie pages OF the
paper until her casual glance was
caught hy Il familiar III lie in Il satiri
cal editorial under tn" capti0n "A Fool
t.TAmf.' Tie fool crraht was John
Dun,npudp. reccnt!y -anf happily, in