The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1913-10-16
By HAROLD MacCRATH,

confessor you doubtless know every
thing but the truth"
The padre laughed this time. The
shops were closed. The open restau-
rants by the water front held but few
idlers. The padre admired the young
mans independence. Most men would
nave hesitated not a second TO pour
the tale into his ears in hope of ma
terial assistance The padres ADM"
ration was equally proportioned with
respect.
Il leave you here" he said. You
will see me frequently at the villa.
Il certainly shall be there frequent
ly. Good night"
Courtandt Quickened his pace which
soon brought him alongside the 9TH
ers. They stopped in front of Abbott s
pen sion, and he tried to persuade
them to come up for night-cap.
Nothing to II, my boy" said Harrl-
gan. Il need no nightcap on top OF
cognao 4s years old. For me that's
a whole suit Of pajamas."
| r"You come. Ted"
| Abbey. wouldn't climb those
stairs for a bottle OF Horace's Faler-
MAN, served on Seneca's famous cit
ron table"
Not friend in the world" Abbott
llamented.
Laughingly they hustled him into
the hallway and fed. Then Court
landt went his way alone. He slept
with the dubious satisfaction that the
| first day had not gone badly. The
wedge had been entered. II remained
to be seen n It could be disiodged.
| Harrigan was in happy temper.
He kissed his wife and chueked
Nora under the chin. And then
MITE Harrigan launched the thun-
derbolt which, having been held on
the leash for several hours, had for
all OF. that, lost none OF Its ability
to blight and scorch.
| James, you are about as hopeless
q man as ever was born You all
but disgraced us this afternoon
"Mother!"
Me-" cried the bewildered Harri-
gan.
Look at those tennis shoes: one
white string and one brown one.
It's enough to drive a woman mad.
What in heavens name made you
Gomez"
| Perhaps II was the after-affect OF
a good dinner. that dwindling away
Of pleasant emotions; perhaps 1t was
the very trivality Of the offense for
which he was thus suddenly ar
raigned; at any rate, he lost his
temper. and he was rather formid-
able when that occurred.
Dam it. Molly. l wasn't going.
49, Ia nd nI 70 or uvff
him, and never thought OF my
shoes. You are always finding fault
with me these days. l don't drink.
r don't gamble. don't run around
after cthsr women; J., never did But
since you've got this social bug in
your bonnet. you keep me on hooks
all the while. Nobody noticed the
shoe-strings: and they would have
looked upon -it~as q joke IL they had.
After all, I'm the boss Of this ranch.
Ii want to wear white string and
a black one. I'll do IT. Here!" He
caught up the book on social usages
and threw 1t out Of the window.
Don't ever shove a thing like that
under my nose again. II you do, I'll
hike back to little old New York
and start the gym again"
He rammed one of the colonel's
perfectos (Which he had been saw
ing for the morrow between his
teeth, and stalked into the garden.
Nora was heartless enough to
laugh.
"He hasn't talked like that to
me in years. Mrs. Harrigan did
not know what to do.--follow him
or weep. She took the middle
course. and went to bed.
Nora turned out the lights and
sat out on the little balcony. The
moonshine was glorious. SO dense
was the earth-blackness that the
few lights twinkling here and there !
were more like fallen stars. Pres
emily she heard a sound. II was
her father, returning as silently as
he could She heard him tumble |
among the knickknacks on the man
tel, and then go away again. BY
and by she saw a spot Of white light |
move hither and thither among the |
grape arbors. For five or six min
utes she watched IL dance. Sud- |
denly all became dark again. She |
laid her head upon the railing and |
conned over the days events. These |
were not at all satisfactory to her.
Then her thoughts travelled many |
miles away. Six months OF happi- |
ness, of romance. OF play, and then |
misery and blackness.
Nora. are you there?"
Yes. Over on the balcony. What !
were you doing down there?"
oh, Nora, I'm sorry lost my |
temper. But Molly's begun to nag
me lately. and | can't stand IL. III
went after that book. Did you throw
some flowers out of the Window"
Yes"
"A bunch OF daisies?"
"Marguerites,' she corrected.
"All the same TO me. picked up
the bunch, and look at what | found |
inside"
He extended his palm. flooding 1t |
with the light of his pocket-lamp. |
Nora's heart frightened What she |
saw was a beautiful uncut emerald. |
CHAPTER XIV.
A Comedy With Music
The Harrigan's occupied the suite |
in the east wing Of the villa. This |
consisted OF a large drawing-room |
and two ample bed chambers, with |
window balconies and "a private YER
anda in the rear. looking of toward |
the green Of the pines and the metal ,
like iuster Of the copper beechcs |