The Dermott news., 1914-07-09

alone, Katherine. You're still free
there's no foreigner on the scene, is
there, Katherine?'
Bob" katherine's voice was sweet
but firm. Il don't think | shall ever
marry now-"
"Oh, nonsense" he protested.
No" ever more positively. The
more | see of men-but what's the
use? There never was but one man
| could have got on with. and | didn't
happen to live in his time"
Who was the boy?" Hayes asked,
lightly.
Strange" Katherine replied, pen
sively. I've just been talking about
him-Napoleon Bonaparte."
"Oh, Lord-that fellow" Hayes was
much relieved. Can l have tomor.
row evening""
"Yes-if you-yes-tomorrow eve
ming. Bob"
Her voice fingered a bit on the Bob.
and with quick impulsiveness Hayes
caught her hand and kissed it.
In another minute she had turned
to Slade.
oh. Mr.. Slade. won't you let me
make a head OF your"
"A head OF me?" Slade repeated In
surprise.
Think II over Katherine sug-
gested. as she and her father went out.
leaving Hayes and Slade watching her
proud. graceful figure until it disap-
peared from view.
Slade looked critically at Hayes for
a moment or two after the girl had
gone.
"Oh, now I remember" he suddenly
exclaimed You're the chap she gave
up for Paris a long time ago."
When she was twenty-one and |
was t~wenty-four and six feet one inch
OF a western lawyer. Just out OF the
woods. How does Mrs. Slade take to
this ~goyernorship b~usiness?" he m
ished. abruptly.
She doesn't AXE to 1t" Slados
voice was hard.
Il was afraid she wouldn't"
Well. nobody's going to stand In
my way" A malignant light showed
In his eyes.
My boy. I'm out TO win
In spite of The fact that he was In
full evening attire. he thrust his hands
into his pockets and almost strutted
about the room. Il ou"tgeneraied that
crowd here tonight. BY God. did,
Do you know" He paused in his
walk and looked down or Hayes six
feet ~sprawled over one of the brocaded
chairs-athere's just a little drop OF
that fellow-Napoleon Bonaparte-in
me-"
Napoleon ~Bonaparte got on by
leaving a woman behind" Hayes re-
turned. seriously. refusing 10 enter into
Shades spirit of self-satisied good
humor.
You mind your W d-n business,
Bob Slade turned on him. suddenly.
All right-l'm of TO the opera. l
only meant that Napoleon Was a bad
boy for you to follow. because he
treated his first wife like a dirty dish
rag. That's why I'm glad that second
little Austrian hussy paid him back.
That's all. | love Mrs. Slade. When
| was sick with fever in your mining
camp she was a mother to mo
Don't forget that l made YOU"
Slade reminded him. T." and he
tapped his chest. Il gave you your
chance"
Il don't All the same I'd hate to
see you elected. because of Mrs. Slade.
1t seems 10 be the regular thing, be-
coming universal, for a very success
full man to leave home the minute he's
on his feet. Good night"
One minute. Bob You've given me
a lot OF good advice. I'll give YOU
some. Are YOU in love with that giil?"
Yes" Hayes grunted, good night.
Is that all?"
No; Slade paused, watching Hayes
through narrowed eyelids. THAT girl
needs a large pie with every one OF
her fingers in it. Bob. I'm sorry for
you Your pie isn't big enough"
"Well-lts my pie. Good night"
and he was gone.
After Hayes had gone. Slade sat. his
arms resting on the table. staring into
space Every now and theu the cor
ners OF his mouth came down and HIS
eyes narrowed. He was thinking OF
Katherine Strickland and Hayes. That
woman for Hayes, Hayes must be a
presumptuous pup TO ever think OF
winning that queen. Such women were
meant for the kings of the earth-not
fer their hirelinEs.
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