White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1914-10-04

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with the plans of the seoundrels who
We're making every possible move to
kidnap Florence H~argreave.
One afternoon he paid Florence a
visit. OF course he told her nothing
They had become secretly engaged
the day after he had rescued her from
the auto bandits. They were secret
ly engaged because Florence wanted
It SO. For once Jones suspected moth
ing. Why should he2 He had trou-
bles enough. AS a matter of fact.
Norton was afraid of Jones. He was
afraid OF him In the same sense as a
boy Is afraid of a policeman.
But on this day. when the time
came. he accosted the butler and drew
him into the pantry.
Jones, they are after me now"
You? Explain"
Norton briefly recounted the de
liberate attempt against his life.
you see. I'm not liar enough to
say that I'm mol worried. | am devil
ishly worried. I'm not worth any
ransom. I'm In the way, and they
seem determined to put me out of it,"
ITO any other mar | would say
travel. But to you | say when you
leave your rooms don't go where you
first thought you would-that is,
your restaurants. your clubs. your Of
Zee. You're a methodicai young
man; become erratie. Keep away
from here for at least three days. but
always call me up by telephone some
time during the day. Never under
any circumstance, unless | send for
you. come here at night. Only one
man now watches the house during
the day. but FIVE are prowling around
after dark. cant spare you Just at
present. Mr.. Norton. You We been a
sodsend; and II it seems that some
times | did not rust you fully 1t wa,
because | did not care to drag you in
too deep"
Deep Norton though OF Florence
and smiled inwardly. Could anybody
be in deeper than he wa. Once it
was on the tip of his tongue to con-
fess his love for Florence. but the
gravity of Jones countenance was an
obstacle to such move; 1t did not in
yite II.
To be sure. Jones had no real au-
thority to say what Florence should
or should not do with her heart
Still, from all points of view. ii was
better to keep the affair under the
rose until there came a more propi-
tious hour in which to make the dis
clousure.
Love, in the midst of all these
alarms, Sharp, desperate rouges on
one side. millions on the other. and
yet love could enter the scene serene
ly. like an actor who had missed his
cue and came on too soon.
Ouuis cHouSht thtit "dS ho TSdi
lovemaking such as you often read
about. A pressure of the hand. a
glance from the eye. there was seldom
anything more. Only once-that
memorable day on the river road
Lad he kissed her. No word of love
had been spoken on either side. In
that wild moment all eonventionali-
ties had disappeared like smoke in
the wind. There had been neither
past nor future. only the present in
which they knew that they loved.
With her he was happy, for he had
nc time TO plan over the future.
Away from ner he saw the inevitable
barriers providing against the mar
riage between a poor young man and
a very rich young woman A man who
has any respect wants always to oe
on equal terms with his wife, hnan-
oially more than in any other thing.
IT is the way this peculiar organiza-
ton called Society has written down
its rules. Doubtless a relic of the
stone age. when Abe vent out with
his club to seek a wife and drag her
by the hair to his den, and there to
care for her and to guard her with
his lies blood. 1t is one of the few
primitive sensations hat remain to
us. this wanting the female depen-
dent upon the male. Perhaps this
accounts for mans lack of interest on
the suffraget question.
Only Susan suspected the tru state
OF affairs, being a woman. Having
had no real romance herself. she de-
lighted in having a second hand one,
as you might say. She intercepted
many a glance and pretended not to
see the stolen hand pressures. The
wedding was already full drawn