The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1913-10-24
CHAPTER Xxx.
JOURNEYS End.

Harrigan dined alone. He was III
disgrace; he was sore, mentally as
well as physically; and he ate his
dinner without relish. In simple ODE
dience to those well regulated psrioda
OF hunger that assaiied him three
times q day, in spring, summer. aut'
umn and winter. BY the time the
waiter had cleared away the dishes
Harrigan had c perfecto between Mo
teeth (along with n certain natri-
monial bit), and smoked IA II he mao
wagered to finish the cigar In nall
the usual stretch. He then began to
walk the floor, much after the fashion
OF a man who has the toothache, or
the earache. which would be more 10
the point. To his direct mind no DIP
lomacy was needed: all that was nee
essary was few blunt questions
Nora could answer them as she chose.
Nora, his baby. his little girl tnat
used to run around barefooted ana
laugh when he applied the needeu
birch. How children grew up! Ana
they never grew too old for the oircn;
they certainly never did.
They heard him from the drawing
room; tramp. tramp, tramp.
Let him be. Nora" said Mrs. Har-
riaan, wisely. HE is in a rage about
something And your father 10 not
the easiest man to approach wnen
he's mad. II ne fought Mr. Courtlandt
he believed he had some good reason
for doing So" i.
Mother. there are times when |
believe you are afraid of father.
IT am always afraid OF him. 1t 10
only because make believe I'm not
that can get him To do anything. II
was dreadful. And Mr.. Courtlandt
was such a gentleman. l could cry.
But let your father be until tomor-
row."
And have him wandering about
with that black eye? Something must
be done for IT,. I'm not afraid OF
him."
Sometimes wish you were
So Nora entered the lions den fear.
lessly. Us there anything I can DO
for you, dad?"
"You can get the witch-hazel and
battle this lamp Of mine," grimly.
She ran into her own room and re-
turned with the simpler devices for
reducing a swollen eye. She did not
notice, or pretended that she didn't.
that he locked the door and put the
key In his pocket. He sat down In a
chair, under the light; and she went
to work deity.
"rve got some makeup. and tomor-
row morning I'll paint it for you"
"YOu don't ask any questions he
said, with grimness.
would 1t relieve your eye any,
lightly.
he laughed. mo; but It might re-
lieve my mind"
Well, then, why did you DO so fool
ish a thing? At your age! Don't you
know that you can't go on whipping
every man you take dislike tor
II haven't taken any dislike TO
Courtlandt. But I saw him kiss you"
II can take care Of myself.
Perhaps. asked him to explain
He refused. One thing puzzled me.
though ! didn't know what 1t was At
the time Now, when fellow steals
a kiss from q beautiful woman like
YOU, Nora, don't see why he should
feel mad about II. When he had all
but knocked your daddy to by-by. he
said that you could explain. Bon
press 80 hard" warningly. We'll. can
your"
"Since you saw what he did, l do
not see where explanations on my
part are necessary"
Mora, I've never caught you In q
lie. never want to. when you
we're little you were the truthfullest
thing I ever saw. No matter what
kind Of licking was in store for you.
you weren't afraid; you told the
truth. There. that'll do. Put some
cotton over II and bind 1t with a hand
kerchief. It'll be black all right, but
the swelling will go down. I can
tell 'em a tennis-ball hit me. II was
more like caanon-ball, though. Say,
Nora. you know I've always pooh
poohed these amateurs. People used
to cay that there were dozens of men
In New York In my prime who could
have laid me cold. ! used to laugh.
Well, guess they were right. Court
landt's got the stiffest kick ! ever ran
into. A pile-driver. and II nc had