The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1913-02-05

Why do you poor Jack him to
met" said Gilmore sullenly.
Evelyn opened her fine eyes In APP
parent establishment
'He is one OF my oldest friends.
have known him all my llfe!" she
said.
well, ones friends should keep
out OF the sort OF trouble he's made
for himself" observed Gilmore In
surly tones.
"Yes.-perhaps-" answered Eve
Ign absently.
Look here. don't want 10 talk
TO you about North anyhow; can't
we hit on some other TOPPER" asked
Gilmore.
II maddened him even TO think OF
the part the accused man had played
In her life
why have you and Marsh turned
against him7" she asked
The gambler considered for an In
slant.
do you really want TO know?
Well, you see he wasn't square; that
does a man up quicker than any
thing else"
II don't believe IT." she cried.
Its so.-ask Marsh: we found
him to be an albright crook; then's
when We quit him." he said, nodding
and smiling grimly
There was something in his man
ner which warned her that his real
meaning was Intentionally obscured.
She remembered that Marsh had
once boasted OF having proof that
she was in North's rooms the after
noon OF the murder and II flashed
across her mind that II any one real
ly knew OF her presence there II was
Gilmore himself She studied him |
furtively, and she observed that his
black waxed mustache shaded n pair I
OF lips that wore a mirthless smile. !
and what had at first been no more
than an underlined suspicion grew
into a certainty. Gilmore shifted
uneasily In his chair He felt that
since their last meeting he had lost
ground with her.
What's the matter,-why do you
keep me at arms length; what have
l done. anyhow" he asked impa-
tiently.
do keep you at arms length
Well, perhaps you need to be kept
there" she said
I You should know what brings
me here,-why II 10 can't keep
away"
How should l know. unless you
tell mel" she said softly
i Gilmore bent toward her. his eyes
lustrous with suppressed feeling.
i Isn't that another of your little
jokes. Evelyn Do you really want
me to tell your"
81 am dying with curiosity"
Voice and manner seemed TO en-
courage, and the gambler felt his
heart leap within him.
well, / guess It's principally to
see you" he muttered. but his lips
quivered with emotion.
She laughed.
i Gust see how mistaken one may
be, Andy; l thought all along 1t was
Marsh"
At her use OF his Christian name
his heavy face became radiant. His
purposes were usually allied to an
admirable directness of speech that
never left. one long In doubt as to
his fuff meaning.
Look here, aren't you about sick
OF Marsh" he asked. How long
are you going to stand for this sort
OF thingf You have a right to ex-
Il, pect something better than he has
to offer you!"
She met the glance OF HIS burning
black eyes with undisturbed seren-
ity, but a cruel smile had como again
to the corners of her mouth. She
was preparing to settle her score
with Gilmore in n fashion he would
not soon forget. One OF her hands
rested on the arm OF her chair, and
the gamblers hinged fingers closed
about Il; but apparently she was
unaware OF this; at least she did not
seek to withdraw II.
by God. you're pretty" he cried.
what do you mean7" she asksd
quietly.
'Mean.-don't you know that I
love you? Have l got to mako IL
plain that care for you,-that you
are everything to mel" he asksd.
bending toward her.
80 you care q great deal about
me, do you, Andyf" abe asked slow
ly.
al like to hear you call me thati"
he said with a deep breath.
what Is II, Andy-What do you
want7" she continued.
'You-youl" he said hoarsely;
his face was white. he had come TO
the end OF long days Of hope and
doubt; he had battered down every
obstacle that stood In his path and
he was telling her OF his love, nor
did she seem unwilling to hear him.
"You are the whole thing TO me!
have loved you always-ever since
l first saw you! Tell me you'll quit
this place with me- swear I'll
make you happy"
His face was very close to hers,
and guessing his purpose she snatch
ed away her hand. Then she
laughed.
Az tie sound OF her merrimentl
fell on Gilmores startled ears. there
swiftly came to him the conscious
ness that something was wrong.
You and your love-making are
very funny. Mr. Gilmore: but there
Is one thing you don't seem TO un-
derstand. There In such n thing as
taste In selection even when Il has
ceased TO be matter of morals I
don't like you. Mr.. Gilmore. You
amused me, but you are merely tire