Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1914-05-29
CHAPTER XIII.
The Second Encounter.

The Second Encounter.
Booth trudged rapidly homeward
after leaving Hetty at the lodge. He
was throbbing all over with the love
Of her. The thrill of conquest was In
his blood. She had raised mysteri.
Gus barrier; all the more zest to the
inevitable victory that would be his.
He would delight in overcoming OBJ.
stacles- the. bigger tho better-for his
heart was valiant and the prize no
smaller than those which the ancient
knights went out to battle for in the
lists Of love. ss ~.
It was enough s1or the present to
know that she loved him.
What II she were Hetty Glynn
What If she had been an artists
model? The look he had had into the
soul Of her through those pure blue
eyes was all-convincing. She was wor.
thy Of the noblest love.
After luncheon-served with some
evaporation by Patrick an hour and a
half later than usual-he smoked his
pipe on the porch and stared reminis-
Gently at the shifting clouds above the
tree tops.
He did not see the Wrandall motor
at his garden gate until lusty voice
brought him down from the clouds into
the range Of earthly sounds Then
he dashed out to the gate. bareheaded
and coatless. forgetting that he had
been sitting in the obscurity Of trailing
vines and purple blossoms the while
he thought Of her.
Leslie was sitting on the wide seat
between his mother and sister.
"Glad to see you back. old man"
said Booth, reaching in to shake hands
with him. DAY early. aren't you1
Good afternoon, Mrs. Wrandall. Won't
you come in?"
He looked at Vivian as he gave the
invitation.
mo. thanks" she replied. Wont
you come to dinner this evening"
He hesitated. "l'm not quite sure
whether can, Vivian. I've got half
way sort Of"
'oh, do, old chap" cut in Leslie.
more al command than an entreaty.
Sorry I can't be there myself, but
you'll fare quite a. well without me-
I'm. dinins II Sara.s. Wants ny phi
;vate ear about one thing and another
see what l mean?"
I'VE shall expect you. Brandon, :"
said Mrs. Wrandall, fixing him with
her lorgnette.
'T'N come, thank you," said he.
He felt disgustingly transparent un-
der that inquisitive glass.
Wrandall stepped out Of the car.
It'll stop OF for chat with Brandy.
mother"
"Shall send the car back, deari"
Never mind. Ill walk down."
The two men turned In at the gate
Is the car sped away.
WELL" said Booth, fits good to see
you. Patti" He called through base
ment window. Come up and take the
gentleman's order.'
mo drink for me, Brandy. I've been
In the Temperance state Of Maine for
two weeks. One week more of It and
I'd have been completely. picked.
shall always remember Maine"
Booth sat down on the porch rail,
hooked his toes in the supports and
proceeded TO fill his pipe. Then he
struck = match and applied It, Leslie
watching him with moody eyes.
How do you like the portrait, old
mani" he inquired between punctu.
ating puffs.
ITS bully. Sargent never did any.
thing finer. Ripping"
Il owe 1t al TO you. Lea
ITO met"
You induced her to sit to me-"
80 did," said Ieslie sourly. Il
was Mr.. Fix-it sure enough" He A.
lowed . short interval to elapse b.
fore taking tho plunge. Il suppose,
old chap. II I should happen to need
your valuable services as best man
in the near future. you'd not disap-
point me1s
Booth eyed him physically. Il trust
you're not throwing yourself away,
Les" he said drily. Il mean to say,
on some one-well. some one not
quite up to the mark"
Leslie regarded him with some 60
verify. "Of course not, old chap.
What the devil put that into your
head7"
Il thoasht that possibly you'd been
making chump Of yourself up in
the Maine woods"
"Pime! Don't be IN asa What's
the sense pretending you don't know
who she isr'
Il suppose its Hetty Castleton,"
said Booth, pumng away at his pipe
who else?"
Think she'll have you, old mani"
asked Booth. after 4 moment
Il don't know" replied the other,
Z. bit dashed. you might wish me
luck, though"
Booth knocked the burnt tobacco
from the bowl Of his pipe. A serious
line appeared between his eyes. He
was . fair-minded fellow, without
guile. without . single treacherous
instinct
Il cant wish you luck. Les" he
said slowly. You see r'm-rm In
love with her myself
The deyil!" Leslie sat bolt up
right and slared ct him. ~ might
have knoWn! And-and u abe IN
love With Jour
ny der fellow, you reveal con
.sidsfable laek q tact n asking that
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