The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1915-10-02
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ways out for her, Johnson"
Mr.. Martin thought It really a little
shameful how many times this plous
lady came to see him.
"And who else? Give me that tray"
Mr.. Martin took the salyer and peercd
beneath the rims OF his glasses 1T the
bits of pasteboarl. Ambrose pcale,r
he read, press representative Belle OF
OF Broadway company"
Now who was that, Johnson?"
"He was calling on Mr.. Rodney, SIR
said johnson. Hes been here several
times, but never left his card before"
A press agent from a Broadway
show after Rodncyf The young mans
father groanel inwardly. "Oh, Lord !" he
thought, what next?" Visions of breach
of promise. Of blackbird dinners, OF
even elopements. flashed through his
mind. This settled 1t. lsolney simply
must be anchored somehow.
"ls Mr.. Rodney In, Jollnson?" was
the next inquiry.
Noi Si. ANut INV, hlTs
"Do you know where lie is now?"
Prom TO . lie was at downtown
restaurant ut lunch, sir. From o:2O to 3
he was at the horse auction. company
looking ut II new hunter, SIR. From 4
to ; he's at the Municipal club, SIR"
Good heavens, Johnson. how do you
know all that?" exclaimed Mr.. Martin
Because he left the telephone nun.
bers, sir, and / was TO let him know i.
Miss Grayson came In, SIR"
"And has she been here. Miss Gray.
son:"
Eyes. sir; she's been here since 4
O'Clock, sir, doing some tipping. Sizes
still waiting for YOU"
why the devil didn't you say SO,
them
Il was coming 10 it presently. sir"
"'rell her TO come In, then. 10 the
library. And, johnson. don't youbothcs
to ring up and Tell Mr.. Rodney any.
thing, DO you undcrstand%
Eyes, sir. Nothing. sir"
1t was really fnithless OF johnson,
the soap king thought. TO iictray Rod.
ncy's well laid plaHS, but R0tlney's fa.
thcr had plans OF his own In frustrat.
ing them. Let that silly ass johnson
think what he lMd II mind 10. nr
didn't want Mary Grayson for himself.
and lie didn't care IL she was poor.
She came Of good stocl-lic had known
her mottcr-asld there couli hr many
worse fate for Rodney than being
caught In her net. Tie was not surr.
in point Of fact. IL the girl wasn't
Spreading Ear nets quietly. The old
man was sllrcwd Judge OF character.
anu there was mn Idea taking shape
in the back OF his mind that Mary
Grnyson might help him earn that $50.
00n.
Mary Grnyson! Well. what made
young men work? Love. sometimes.
ami poverty and necessity. The first
might stir Rodney mn. II not The Sec
ond and third. but why not all three?
"Shc stoops TO conquer" he mutter-
ed TO himself. To tell the truth he
had heard this phrase nil his life with.
out really taking IN the meaning OF 1t.
Now he had seen the old farce comedy
prcttily played not long ago. and the
hackneyed title Of It had been ringing
In his ears with rather n new mean.
Ing. Rodney might lie made to stnon
to he conqucrcd-to conquer himself
End his lnZIncss OF rich mans son.
On Mary Grayson's part 1t was not
really STOPPING Il you considered Rod.
ney's mentality and character. he nd.
mitted Il sourly. If Rodney could lind
all incentive in Mary Grayson. the
stenographer. whit did old man Mar.
tin care? He knew her for good
girl. as she was a pretty one. and mic.
err In speech and manners than some
Of the widows who made heavy eyes
ut him from the windows OF their
llmOuslnes. lots Of old fellows, he
thought. might feel like making mn to
Mary themselves. And why not?
We'll. onc reason for Cyrus Martin was
TINT he Ind known her mother. he.
sides-
"nid ron. want me. Mr.. Martini
said Mhs Grayson quietly, interrupt
ing his rererle.
Miss Mary Grayson was as pretty
as her name. Her big round eyes. that
were too full of merry shrewdness to
be merely doll-lIke, her dazzling teeth.
her clear and rosy skin, her well bred
figure and attractive way of dressing.
made up . whole that old Martin never
saw without some inward breathing
Of contentment. Old Martin looked up
at her now with a sigh. y
well. how are you today, Mistress
Mary7' he said aloud.
Every well indeed, THANH; you, Mr..
Martin. I'm always we'll" said Miss
Grayson. Have you any letters for
me todayf"
They had got into the way for the
last six weeks or SO OF having her
come up to the house occasionally
when Mr. Martin did not feel equal to
going to the otiice.
Eyes, few. But there's no hurry"
he answered presently.
"oh, by the way, Miss Grayson," he
went on, johnson, tells me you were
here when that countess called this aft
ernoon. What did you make OF herr
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