The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1914-08-21

CARA Sullicu
Many minutes passed before the two
Wrandalls put in an appearance. She
understood the delay. They were
teiephoning to certain legal advisers.
Whats this hear, Sara?" demand
ed Leslie, extending his hand after
seconds hesitation.
She shock hands with him, not list
lessly but with the vigor born Of nerv-
BUSINESS.
Il don't know what you've heard"
she said pointedly.
His slim fingers went searching for
the end of his moustache.
"Why-why, about selling out to
u.s." he stammered.
II am willing to retire from the firm
of Wrandall & Co.," she said.
Father says the business is as good
as it was year ago, but 1 don't agree
with him." said the son, trying to
look lugubrious.
Then you don't care to repeat your
original proposition"
well, the way business has been
falling Off"
Perhaps you would prefer to sell
out to me-" she remarked quietly.
mot at ALL" he said quickly, with
surprised glance at his father. I'VE
couldn't think of letting the business
pass out of the Wrandall name"
"You forget that my name is Wran-
DALI" she rejoined. There would be
no occasion to change the firms
name; merely It's membership"
Our original offer stands" said the
senior Wrandall stiffy. eve prefer
to buy"
"And to sell. Mr.. Carroll will
meet you tomorrow, gentlemen. He
will represent me as usual. Our bust
ness as well as social relations are
about to end, l suppose. My only re-
gret is that I cannot further accom-
modate you by changing my name.
Still you may live in hope that time
may work even that wonder for you"
She arose The two men regarded
her in an aggrieved way for mo-
| ment.
81 have no real feeling of hostility
toward you, Sara" said Leslie nerv-
ously, 'in spite of all that you said
the other night"
81 am afraid you don't mean that,
deep down in your heart Leslie" she
said, with queer little smile.
But do" he protested. Hang 1t
all, we've live in glass house our
selves, Sara. dare say. in a way, 1
was quite as unpleasant as the rest
of the family. You see. we just can't
help being snobs. It's in us, that's all
there is to It,"
Mr.. Wrandall looked up from the
floor, his gaze having dropped at the
first outburst from his sons lips
We've prefer to be friendly, Sara,
if you will allow US"
She laughed and the old gentleman
stopped in the middle of his sentence.
1--WE can't be friends, Mr.. Wran-
DALI she said, suddenly serious. 1.-The
pretence would be a mockery. We
are all better off if we allow our paths,
our interests to diverge today"
Perhaps you are right" said he,
COMPRISING his lips.
81 believe that Vivian and 1 could
but no! 1 won't go so far as to say
that either. There is something genu-
inc about her. Strange to say, have
never disliked her."
'If you had made the slightest eff
fort to like us, no doubt we could
have"
"My dear Mr.. Wrandall,' she inter
rupted quickly, 81 credit you with the
| desire to be fair and just to me. You
have tried to like me. You have even
deceived yourself at times. but
why these gentle determinations? We
merely prolong an unfortunate con-
test between antagonistic natures.
with no hope of genuine peace being
established. l do not regret that
am your daughter-in-law, nor do / be-
lieve that you would regret 1t IL had
not been the daughter of Sebastian
Gooch"
your father was as little impress
ed with my son as / was with his
| daughter" said Redmond Wrandall
drily. Il am forced to confess that he
was the better Judge. We had the
better of the bargain"
81 believe you mean it, Mr.. Wran-
DALI" she said. note of gratitude in
her voice. Goodbye. Mr.. Carroll
will see you tomorrow" She glanced
quickly about the room. 81 shall send
for-for certain articles that are no
longer required in conducting the bus
mess of Wrandall & Co."
With a quaint little smile, she indi-
Gated the two photographs of herself.
"By Jove, Sara" burst out Leslie
abruptly. 81 wish you'd let me have
that Gypsy Nab picture. I've always
been dotty over it, don't you know.
Ripping study"
Her lip curled slightly.
CAS- matter Of fact" he explained
conclusively, "Chal often said he'd
leave it to me when he died. In a
joking way, of course, but I'm sure he
meant it."
you may have 1t, Leslie" she said
slowly. 1t is doubtful If he correctly
interpreted the movement of her head
as she uttered the words.
Thanks" said he. 'I'll hang it in
my den, if you don't object"
1--WE shall expect Mr. Carroll tomor-
row, Sara" said his father, with an air
Of fnality. Goodbye May 1 ask
what plans you are making for the
winter?"
They are very Indefinite"
Il say, Sara, why don't you get
married." asked Leslie, surveying the
Gypsy Nab photograph with undis-