Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1915-05-15

except in their relation to a completed
state of happiness for his father. In
distinctly he recognized them as essen
tials
Az, he was lonely The house was
as bleak as the steppes of Siberia lie
longed for companionship. friendship.
kindness-and suddenly in the midst
of it all he leaped to his feet.
Pm going out. gentlemen" he ex-
claimed. breaking in upon an unappre-
ciated tal%tthat Mr. Riggs was reiat-
ing at some length and with consider
able fierceness in view of the fact that
Mr.. Dawes had pulled him up rather
sharply once or twice in a matter OF
inaccuracies. Excuse me. please"
He left them gaping with astonish-
ment and dashed out into the hall for
his coat and hat. Even then he had
no definite notion as to what his next
move would be, save that he wasODing
out-somewhere. anywhere, he did not
care
Somehow, as he rushed down the
front steps with the cool night air
blowing in his face. therp surged up
within him a strong. o, empowering
sense of filial duty 1t was his duty to
make the first advances 1t was for
him to pave the way to peace and-hap-
piness- Something vague but disturb
ing tormented him with the fear that
his father faced a grave peril and that
his own place was beside him and not
against him. as he had been in all
these lily directed years. He could
not put it away from him, this thought
that his father was in danger-in dam
ger of something that was not phys
his valor. he had no adequate form OF
defense.
At the corner he paused, checked by
an irresistible impulse to look back
ward at the house he had just left To
his surprise there was a light in the
drawing-room windows facing the
street. The shades In one of them
had been thrown wide open and a
stream of light fared out across the
sidewalk,
light stood the figure of a man. Slowly.
as IL drawn by force he could not
resist, the young man retraced his
steps until he stood directly in front
of the window. A questioning smile
was on his lips. He was looking up
into Ranjab's shadowy. unsmiling face,
dimly visible in the glow from the
distant street lamp. For long time
they stared at each other, no sign of
recognition passing between them The
Hindu's face was as rigid, as emotion
less as if carved out of stone; his
eyes were unwavering. Frederic could
see them, even in the shadows. He
had the queer feeling that, though the
| man gave no sign, he had something
he wanted to say to him. that he was
| actually calling to him to come back
into the house
Undecided, the man outside took
several hating steps toward the door
way. his gaze still fixed on the face in
the window. Then he broke the SPELL
1t was a notion on his part, he argued
If he. had been wanted his fathers
servant would have beckoned to him.
He would not have stood there like
| craven image, staring out into the
| night Having convinced himself of
| this. Frederic wheeled and swung off
up the street once more, walking rap
| idly, as one who is pursued. Turning,
| he waved his hand at the man in the
window He received no response
Farther off he looked back once more.
The Hindu still was there. Long after
| he was out of sight of the house he
| cast frequent glances over his Shout
der as if still expecting to see the
| lighted window and its occupant
As he made his way to Broadway
| somewhat hazily bent on following that
| thoroughfare to the district where the
night glittered and the stars were
shamed. he began turning over in his
mind queer notion that had just sug-
| gested itself to him. fltering through
| the maze of uncertainty in which he
had been fioundering. 1t occurred to
him that he had been mawkishly SEN
timentaI in respect to his father His
attitude had not changed-he was seri-
ously impressed by the feelings that
had mastered him-but he found him.
self ridiculing the idea that his father
stood in peril of any description. And
suddenly, out of no particular trend of
| thought, CROPPED the sly. persistent sus-
| picion that he had not been altogether
/ responsible for the sensations of an
1 hour ago. Some outside influence had
nodded his emotions for him. some
cunning brain had been doing his
/ thinking for him
Then came the sharp recollection
of that motion1ess, commanding figure
in the lighted window, and his own
puzzling behavior on the sidewalk out
side. He recalled his impression that
| someone had called out to him just
| he f,rrr fo ba