Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1914-05-29

from his lips. "Oh, this is rich! Ha,
ha! Turned you down, eh? Poor old
Brandy! You're my best friend, and
dammit I'm sorry. mean to say"
he went on in some embarrassment,
I'm sorry for you. OF course, you
can hardly expect me to-er-"
Certainly not" accepted Booth
amiably. II quite understand"
Then. since she's refused you. you
might wish me better luck"
THAT would mean giving up hope"
"Hope?" exclaimed Leslie quickly.
you don't mean to say you'll annoy
her with your"
mo, shall not annoy her." replied
his friend, shaking his head.
well, should hope not" said
Leslie with scovL Turned Jeu
down. eh7 Pom my soul!" He ap-
peared to be relishing the idea Of it.
Sorry, old chap. but suppose you
understand just what that means"
Booths lips hardened for an in
most plying smile.
And you want me to be your best
mani" he said reflectively.
Leslie arose. His chest seemed to
swell a little: assuredly he was areath-
ing much easier. He assumed an
air Of compassion.
II shan't insist, old fellow, II you
feel you'd rather not-er- Sec what
meant" It then occurred to him to
utter word or two Of kindly advice.
Il shouldn't 60 on moping If we're
you, Brandy. Pom my soul, shouldn't
Take 1t like man. know 1t hurts.
but Pooh! What's the use aggra-
waiting the pain by butting against .
stone WALTZ"
His companion looked out over the
tree tops, his hands in his trousers
pockets, and it must be confessed
that his manner was not that Of one
who is oppressed by despair.
Il think I'm taking 1t like a man.
Les" he said. Il only hope you'll
take it as nicely II she says nay to
you"
An uneasy look leaped into Leslie's
face. He seemed noticeably less cor
pulent about. the chest. He wondered
II Booth knew anything about his
initial venture. A question rose to
his lips, but he thought quickly and
held it back. Instead. he glanced At
his watch.
Il must be OF. See you tomorrow,
I hope"
$50 long" said Booth, stopping At
the top of the steps while his visitor
skipped down to the gate with .
nimblenees that suggested the forma.
ton Of sudden resolve.
Leslie did not waste time in part.
Ing inanaties he strobe OF briskly in
the direction Of home, but not without
furttve glance out OF the tail Of his
eye ~ he disappeared beyond the
hedgerow at the end Of Booths gar.
den. That gentleman was standing
where he had left him. and was filing
his pipe once more.
The day was warm, and Leslie was
in . dripping Precipitation when he
reached home. He did not enter the
house but made his way direct to the
garage.
Get ont the car 1t ones. Brown"
was hts order.
Three minutes later he was being
driven over the lower road toward
southlook. taking good care to avoid
Booths place by the matter Of mile
or more. He was in .. fever Of hope
and eagerness. It was very plain to
him why she had refused Booth. The
iron was hot He didn't intend to
lose any time III striking.
And now we know why he came
again to 6ara's in tho middle Of 4
blazing afternoon, instead Of waiting
until the moro seductive shades of
night had fallen. when the moon saa
serene In the seat OF the Mighty.
es -
He didn't have to wait long npr Hst
q. Up to the instant Of her appear.
ancs IN the door. 10 had rsvsiad IN
the thought that the WY W. now
paved With zoss1 Bat VIII 10 On