The weekly times-record., 1913-04-03

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lnsolent abuse of common hospitality.
Head down and frowning, he ran
abruptly into man at = corner. and
with muttered apology looked up.
Clay, half smile on his handsomish
face, was regarding him with small
attempt to conceal his amusement
".rhis is poor time for one to 20
about with his head down in that
fashion when everybody else has got
crick in his neck from looking up.
You had best take care. The Flying
Man will get you II you don't watch
out" he said in his even and rather
musical voice. Quickly Allen swept
him with his eyes He had never ap-
peared In better health, stronger or
better satisfied with things in general.
March thrust out his hand and Clay
taking it with . mechanical motion
released it instantly.
Glad to see you out again." ex.
claimed the former fervently. Once
again an amused smile fitted about
the Others lips.
Thanks" he returned drily.
You are looking very we'll indeed"
| Tolliver bowed.
1T would be strange If l did not
after the nursing and treatment l re-
ceived. Take my word for it, man. II
you ever become injured prevail upon
Miss Fulton to look after you. If she
will do so you will not have suffered
in vain." The faint look of displeas.
ure that ran across March's face did
not escape the convalescent ones eyes.
and again he ba1ted him out of pure
enjoyment.
Nothing will put sick man on his
feet SO quickly as to have an inter.
ested and interesting woman minister.
Ing to him. Do you know l almost
regretted that l was not laid up
longer!- But as it was l got out even
before they wanted me to. Didn't
want even to appear to be taking adj
| vantage Of their kindness, you see.'
Although the speakers manner was
open enough, there was nevertheless
q subtle maliciousness in his tones
that March instantly detected and in.
wardly resented. Lets see-ten
days." he returned refectively. THAT
is pretty long while to be laid up
with cracked rib, isn't it," Tolliver
agreed with him at once.
Il should imagine So But you see
have been away from there for the last
four days-was there less than week.
What? Is it possible that you did not
know?" He opened his eyes in look
of mock surprise at the others evil
F.! dent lack of information. March felt
like fool.
mo, knew nothing about it," he
| was forced to admit. Il have been
very busy with my own affairs. But
I must be on my way. See you again.
Tolliver."
Indeed you will, March," was tho
| slow retort. With farewell nod each
went his separate way.
So Clay had been gone from the Full.
ton home for several days and he had
not known it! He became angrier
than ever. True, he had told Doris
that he would leave the field to her
and Clay as long as the latter re-
manned In their house as her patient,
but how in the name of common sense
was he to know when the patient left
unless he received word? II Doris
and himself had been short time &C.
quaintances things would have been
different and he would not have ex.
pected her to let him know, but as it
was they had known each other for
years, had been the best OF friends
during all that time and in way con.
fidants long before he had begun to
make love to her. Therefore, elimi.
mating the love element, she might at
least have let him know as friend
| that her patient had recovered and
taken his departure. He felt ag-
grieved Should he call her up now
and ask permission to call? His first
inclination was to do SO, then remem.
bering Clay's sly insinuations Of her
tender care he grew resentful again
and crawled back into his shell. Per
haps she did not want him to call any
more. Perhaps she and Clay had it
III arranged between them. and that
was the cause Of the others subtle
mockery. He would take Q day or
two and thiDk It ovof. II hs vas out
BE ~ rsa1aAg 4 vas 1o1 10 h1s q
to anything about it anyway and, if
he was not another day or SO would
make no difference might be
gladder to see him then.
It w9s Sunday and he would do no
work that day, but it was his custom
to 20 to his desk between eleven and
twelve on Sabbath forenoons to look
over his mail and get 1t ready for Mon
days dictation. He pursued his way
offlceward, therefore, opened the door
and sat himself down in the quiet
room. Five minutes later the tele-
phone bell rang and he got up to an
swer it, wondering whom the caller
might be. 1t was Doris.
knowing your custom Of opening
your mail on Sundays at about this
hour was in hopes OF catching you
In your Workshop" she began. "And
how have you been during these awful
days?" He most untruthfully assured
her that he had 1aver been better or
happier. She seemed pleased to hear 1t.
And you?" he asked.