The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1914-01-18

ctEOScu utterly, LICK -ESudlucu ioydt
His passionate regard did not faltef
for moment 1t never even occurred
to him that he might cast her off.
might yield to his fathers prayers. and
abandon her.
The father suffered with the son. He
was proud man. intensely gratif1ed
over the commanding position to which
he had achieved in the commercial
world. proud Of his business integrity,
Of his standing in the community as a
leader. proud OF his social position.
proud most of all of the son whom he
so loved. Now. this hideous disaster
threatened his pride at every turn
worse. it threatened the one person In
the world whom he really loved.
He realized that his son loved the
voman-nor could he wonder much at
that. His keen eyes had perceived
Mary Turner's graces OF form. her
loneliness of face. He had appre-
hended. too, in some measure at least.
the 6neness of her mental fiber ana
the capacities Of her heart Deep with
In him. denied any outlet. he knew
here iurked curious, subtle sympathy
for the girl In her scheme OF revenge
against himself.
Glider. in his library this night. was
pacing impatientiy to and fro. eagerly
listening for the sound OF his sons re-
turn to the house. He was anxious
for the coming of Dick. to whom he
would make one more appeal II that
should fail-well, he must use the In
fiuences at his command to secure the
forcible parting Of the adventures
from his son.
Finally the son entered the room
and went at once to his father. who
was standing waiting. facing the door.
I'm awfuiiy sorry I'm so late. dad
he said simply.
Where have you beeu?'' , father
demanded graveiy. Bu+ tnere was
great affection in the fash Of his gray
eyes as he scanned the young mans
face. and the touch of the hand that
he put on Dicks shoulder was very
tender. with that woman againY'
NO. father. not with her. She won't
see me-"
Naturally: She's got all she vxut.
ed from yoT-my manner!
It's mine. too. you know. sir.''
Glider looked at his son with q
strange. new respect.
Dick" he cried-"boy, you are all |
have in the world. You will have to |
free yourself from this woman some
how. You owe me that much
81 owe something to her. too. dad"
What can you owe her? She trick |
ed you into the marriage. Why. legal |
" it's not even that There's been
nothing more than a wedding cere- |
mony. We must get you out Of the
scrape."
I'm lot sure that want to get cut
Of 1t. father
"You want to stay married to this
jail btrdr'
I'm very fond Of her.
Now that you know?''
'tNow that l know" Dick said dis
tinctly. Don't you see. father? Why, |
she is justified in a way-in her own
mind anyhow. mean. She was limo
cent when she was sent to prison"
Don't talk to me about her limo
cence. There's only one course opeu
70 you. my boy. You must give this
girl up. # you don't what are you
going to do the day your wife Is
thrown into q patrol wagon and car
led to police headquarters, for it's
sure to happen? The cleverest OF peo-
Ole make mistakes, and some day she'll
make one"
Dick threw out his hands In a ges-
.ure Of supreme denial. But the IA
-her went on remorselessiy.
'"They will stand her up where the
detectives Will walk past her with
masks on their faces Her picture, of
course, is already in the rogues' gal
ery, but they will take another-yes,
and the imprints OF her fingers and the
of her body /,
The son was writhing under the
words. The woman of whom these
things were said was the woman
whom he loved. Yet every word had
N it the piercing, horrible sting OF
ruth.
That's what they will do to your
wife," Glider went on harshly, Ito the
who bears your name and
mine. What are you going to do about
tt" /,
at will never happen. She will go
straight. dad. That / know. You
would know 1t If you only knew her as
do"