The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1914-05-19
The Ambition of
Mark Truitt
By
Henry Russell Miller

| cation OF that, but | 40 so now. You
can do II. And you owe IL 20 me TO
Try BE tactful, be firm but gentle.
Suaviter in mode sed fortiter in re.
Make nominal concessions Even go
little farther than that But. Truitt,
about all things there must be no
strike lie leaned forward and put a
hand impressiyely on Marks knee.
There must be no strike he re.
peated. II am lover OF humanity.
think ! may even say have proved
that II shocks me 10 think OF the
misery that would follow II the men
were let 10 do so ungrateful, so dan.
gerous a thing"
The philanthropist rose. TO conceal
his rising emotion. Hands clasped be
hind him, he paced half the length OF
the car and back. lie came 10 halt
again beside Mark
"Truitt-' There was a hint OF ner.
vous haste in the meIlifiuous voice.
"Truitt, a strike would place me In a
false position. am known 10 have
uttered publicly certain views on la
boris rights | still hold firmly 10
those yiewsr-in the abstract. ! also
hold that they do not apply in this
case. But the world would not I'M
derstand that IL would say tie
paused again. leaving Mark TO imag'
inc what the cruel. cynical world
would say.
Mark thought he could imagine II.
"Truitt!" Quinby brought his hands
in slow, splendid gesture down on
Marks shoulders. Il place myself in
your hands. My reputation is dear to
me. Not for my own sake bat be-
cause OF the work to which | have
pledged my life
Mark turned a frowning gaze out
of the window. Ten miles or more
sped by before he looked at the walt
ing Quinby
..l,l try it :,
Il knew you would Quinby smiled
once more. Succeed and you VIII
find me not ungrateful Henley, be-
lieve, is thinking OF retiring" Their
eyes met
Does Henley know it,
Quinby ignored the question lie
himself has said you are the only
man OF the broad vision and
1T isn't done yet, Mark interrupt
ed But IL pull II through, I'd rath-
er you'd let me build that new city"
He laughed queerly Strange as 1t
may seem, the notion appeals.
But that, | fear, is out OF the ques-
ton" QJinby shook his head sadly,
"A beautiful dream paleontology
has claimed me"
They left the matter of reward for
future determination.
n. Il. 1,T l,xr D. A
car was attached to New York train.
Their own train was soon ready,
When they entered il, they sat for
long time in a berth that had not
been made up but not talking. IL was
not the intimate eloquent silence or
the woodland. A heavy foreboding
was upon them.
Every one else in the car had re.
tired before either spoke. Then Marx,
glancing at Kazia. saw that her closed
eyes were wet.
What's wrong, dear"
She opened her eyes. What day,
| thought IL would never end, having
TO. keep on acting lie under his sly
hateful eyes. Under his talk he was
laughing at us always, enjoying our
predicament.'
THE bumptious fraud! could have
choked him when he patted your
hand and looked at you as IL
Men are apt to look at me so,'' she
YEARLY. 1T was then ne
said. very pointedly. that he has
short memory--sometimes DO you
think he means that?'
81 think he does now, anyhow. For
the future we've got TO chance it. Are
you afraid?"
II don't know, > she sigher Il don't
think he intends to forget--or to let
us forget. Nothing will be the same
now. He will be hanging over us, al
ways shadow.
He made an effort to lift the
shadow. Don't let ii trouble you.
think we're safe, because his previous
reputation is in danger and ne ltn-
AGNES I can save II. You exaggerate
this now, naturally. It's just the re-
action from happiness too perfect.
or course, things will be the same
Youl find. sweetheart he tried 10
laugh reassuringly, there are many
OF happiness yet unscaled
But they were hollow words.
why" she cried, cant love De
free?"
There's still a way to free ours
from all danger"
She did not answer at once.
mo. Even II that had been posi-
BILE. II isn't now, because--we've bro
ken a law" She rose. Il must get
some rest now. | think | never was
SO tired. Good night"
She left him and went to her state
room.
Thus began the first OF many lonely
nights. 1t was long night for him
Most OF It he spent realizing that un-
der the prying eyes OF another their
idyl had become but commonplace
liaison. and trying not to wonder what
was the mystery that lay behind her
refusal TO redeem IT,
CHAPTER XIII.
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