Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1914-04-04

\ the annex door ON the professors
/ forehead was surprising red scratch.
and his eyes no longer hidden by the
! double convex lenses. stood revealed a
washed out crny in the light OF noon.
"A most unfortunate accident" ex
plaiued the old man. Most distress
Ing. 1 have broken my glasses. 1 am
! almost blind without them
How'd it happen, DOc?" asked Mr..
CarGan easily.
Il came into unexpected iuxtaposi-
ton with an open door" returned Pro
feSsor Bolton. stupid of me. but I'm
always doing il. Really. the agility
displayed 10y doors in getting in my
path is surprising
You aud Mr. Max can sympathize
with each other said Magec. Il
thought for a moment your injuries
might have been received. in the same
cause"
Don't worry. Doc" SIR. Bland sooth-
ed him. well all keep n weather eye
out for reporters that want 10 connect
You Ip with the peroxide blends.
The professor turned his Intellectual
gaze on the haberdasher. and there
was n startlingly ironic smile on his
face.
Il know. Mr.. Bland" he said. THAT
nv safety is your dearest wish"
IL was past o'clock. The early
twilight crept up the mountain. and
the shadows began TO lengtben 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 laziIy. He was
Of Bold
pate inns winter guests Rugged close
the precious package. Exasperated,
angry. he waited for he knew not
what. restless all the while TO act. but
having not the gimmtr OF an inspira-
ton as to what his course ought TO be-
He heard the rustic OF skirts on the
stair landing and looked up. Down
the broad stairway. so we'll designed
to serve rs a show window for the
sartorial triumphs of Baldpate's gay
summer people. came the tall hand
some girl who had the night before set
all his plans awry.
Now. for the first time he looked
upon her rs n flesh and blood girl. not
ed the red in her olive cheeks. the fire
in her dark eyes and realized that her
interest in that package OF money
might be something more than another
queer quirk in the tansle OF events.
She smiled friendly smile at Ma
gee and took the chair he offered.
Last night. Mr.. Masee," she said.
II told you frankly why | had come to
Baldpate inn. You We're good enough
to say that you would help me ii you
could. The time has come when you
can. 1 think"
Yes" answered Magee. His heart |
sank. What now?
Il must confess that spied this |
morning." she went on. 1T was rude |
of me. perhaps. But l think almost /
anything is excUsabIe under the cir |
don't you? 1 witnessed a |
scene in the hall above-Mr. Magee. l |
know who has the 100000"
You know cried Magee. His heart |
gave great bound. At last. And |
then-he stopped. I'm afraid | must |
ask you not to tell me- lie added
sadly.
The girl looked at him in wonder.
She was of Il type common in Magee's
world-delicate. finely reared. sensi-
tive. True. in her pride and haughti-
ness she suggested the snow capped
sight of those feminine heights Billy
Magee had always been one to seize
his alpenstock in more determined
grip and climb. Witness his attentions
To the superb Helen Faulkner He
II girl who at least did not doubt him.
who ascribed to him the virtues of a
gentleman. who was glad to trust in
no t,.av n tie oil |
once? No. he could hardly do that
now.
You ask me not to tell you" repeat
ed the girl slowly.
That demands an explanation" re
Piled Billy Magee. Il want you &c
be certain that ] would
delight TO help you if could. But the
fact is that before you came | gave
my word to secure the package you
speak of for-another woman. 1 can
not break my promise TO her."
II see" she answered. Her tone
was cool.
I'm very sorry" Magee went on.
But as a matter Of fact | seem to be
If very little service TO any one. Just
low l would give a great deal to have
he information you were about To
i've lAlts DhL 6lLNt Il NOhll hpA use a. | ,
helping you. you will readily see that
must not listen. I'm sorry"
I'm sorry, too" replied the girl.
Thank you very much-for telling me.
lOw l must-Go forward-alone." She
miled unhappily.
I'm afraid you must" answered Bill
y Magee.
On the stairs appeared the slim fig
Ire OF the other girl. Her great eyes {
we're wistful. her face was pale. She .
anne toward them through the red ,
freight. Mr.. Magee saw what n fool ,
lie had been to waver in his allegiance ,
ven for a moment. for he loved her |
wanted her, surely. The snow capped I
eights are inspiring. but far more {
is the brook that spar |
les In the valley. {
Its rather dull. isn't 2" asked Miss
;orton Of the Thornhill girl. BY the {