Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1914-05-05

double convex lenses. stood revealed a
washed out gray in the light Of noon.
"A most unfortunate accident" ex.
planned the old man. Most distress
ing. l have broken my glasses. am
almost blind without them"
How'd it happen, Doc1" asked Mr..
Cargan easily.
II came into unexpected juxtaposi-
ton with an open door," returned Pro-
fessor Bolton. Stupid Of me. but I'm
always doing 1t. Really, the agility
displayed by doors In getting In my
path is surprising"
"You and Mr.. Max can sympathiSe
with each other" said Magee. IL
thought for a moment your injuries
might have been received In the same
cause"
Don't worry. Doc" Mr.. Bland sooth,
ed him. well all keep weather eye
out for reporters that want to connect
you up with the peroxide blonds."
The professor turned his Intellectual
gaze on the haberdasher. and there
was a startlingly ironic smile on bis
face.
II know, MIR. Bland" he said, that
nv safety Is your dearest WISH"
II was past 8 o'clock. The early
twilight crept up the mountain. and
the shadows began to lengthen In the
great bare Office Of Baldpate inn. In
the red flicker of freight Mr. Magee
sat and pondered. The interval since
luncheon had passed lazily. he was
NO nearer to guessing which Of Bald
pate inns winter guests Rugged close
the precious package. Exasperated
angry, he waited for he knew moi
what, restless all the while to act. but
having not the glimmer Of an inspira
ton as to what bis course ought to be
He heard the rustic Of skirts on the
stair landing and looked up. Down
| the broad stairway. 30 well designed
| to serve as q show window for the
sartorial triumphs Of Baldpate's gay
summer people, came the tall hand
some girl who had the night before 80,
all his plans awry.
Now, for the first time he looked
upon her as a flesh and blood girl. not
ed the red In her olive cheeks, the firs
In her dark eyes and realized that bel
interest In that package Of money
might be something more than another
queer quirk in the tangle of events.
She smiled a friendly smile at Ma
gee and took the chair he offered.
Last night. Mr.. Magee," she said
II told you frankly why ! had come t.
Baldpate inn. You were good enough
to say that you would help me II yot
could. The time has come when yot
can. l think"
"Yes7" answered Magee. His hear
sank. What now?
II must confess that spied thi
/ morning" she went on. 1T was rud
of me, perhaps. But think almos
anything Ia excusable under the cir
cumstances. don't your 1 witnessed
scene In the hall above-Mr. Magee.
know who has the $200.000r
"You knowT cried Magee. His hear
gave q great bound. At last! Ant
then-hs stopped. I'm afraid mus
ask you not to tell me-" he adde'
sadly.
The girl looked at him In wondez
She was Of a type common in Magee'
world-delicate. finely reared. sensl
tive. True, in her pride and haught
ness she suggested the snow cappe'
heights of the eternal bills. But q
sight Of those feminine heights Bill,
Magee had always been one to seis
his alpenstock in q more determine
grip and climb. Witness bis attention
to. the superb Helen Faulkner. 81
had moment Of faltering. Here va
girl who at least did not doubt hin
who ascribed to him the virtues OF !
gentleman. who was glad to trust I
him. Should he transfer bis alleg
ancef No. he could hardly do thu
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