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orce." and he seated himself squarery
n front of the astonished Hayes.
q divoree?"
That's Nhat / want" and his lips
hut siimly.
Tut. my God!" Hayes was amazed.
YoG didn't want it in the first place.
Il you wanted was to live your W
life, Do you expect me to help you
get rid of Mrs. Slade?"
Don't go crazy" Slade advised, not
a suggestion of feeling evident in his
voice or manner
IF you do you are due for a sur
prise. can't go sticking a knife into
that woman's heart. l won't"
You're a hi of a lawyer!" SHADES
anger was rising.
I'm not that sort of q lawyer"
Hayes rose as IL to dismiss the sub
ject.
Whatever sort of a lawyer you are
! made you, Hayes"
81 know you did," returned Hayes.
bitterly. You've told me that before
and this is what comes of letting a
man make you'll"
you bet, rank ingratitude," holly.
Hayes leaned forward, his arms on
his knees and looked Slade square in
the eyes.
81 honestly think you're drunk with
all this power and prosperity. That
little woman was the apple Of your
eye. l always said to myself: There's
n man who does stick to his wife!'
l didn't believe wild horses could drag
you away from home"
zone minute!" interrupted Slade.
"All that has nothing to do with you.
Neither you nor anyone living can
interfere with me now. Have you
stopped to figure out, and l say it with
all kindness and with all respect, what
sort of a governors lady Mrs. Slade
would make, feeling as she does?"
We'll, what sort of a governor
would you make If you were d.
vorced?" Hayes questioned, mock
ingly. Those men in there" and he
jerked his thumb toward the smok-
lng-room door; will they stand for
that?"
They've got to-I own them. boots
and ALI"
But you don't own public opinion"
Numbered Hayes. banging his fist
down on the table, scattering the
copies of the senator's speech In all
directions.
why don't II" Slade questioned
with an arrogant smile disfiguring his
mouth. I'm going to buy half Of
Merritt's paper tonight. guess that
will be public opinion enough for me.
More than that, I'll stand as a nan
whose wife has deserted him. That's
how it will end. Mrs. Slade will de-
eide where she's to live-but it must
be at some distance"
You won't get your divorce
through desertion," Hayes scoffed. II
know her. You can't do it."
81 can't do it, eh?" SHADES eyes
held a nasty expression. That's
what they've been telling me all my
life. Ever since l was a b~arefooted
little brat running around the mines
they've said to me: You can't do
this and you can't do that But
always ola IL. Let me tell you, young
man, after all I've conquered no WON
al is going to stop mel
Cant do it, eh?" he repeated, pug.
naciously. you watch me do 1t! You
young jackanapes! Pm as good as
deserted now. The only question is:
Are you going to see Mrs. Slade-put
her aboard a train east OF not?"
Mrs. Slade has been my best
friend" Hayes answered quietly. 81
love her dearly-I-' his voice broke
"All right. That settles it. You
turn over every scrap of paper of mine
you have by"-he thought a moment
"by tomorrow night. Then you can
walk the ties to the devil, young man
and go back where / found you"
AS Hayes turned to go, Strickland
hurried into the room.
Merritt has just introduced a very
unexpected subject in the smoking
room-the question of-well, you've
got to know it, Slade-the question o.
Mrs. Slade."
Hayes wheeled around and watched
to see what effect this announcement
would have on Slade.
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