The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-08-12
CHAPTER XIX.
Pitfalls.

FtU1I0.
Within a week from the day when
Raymer angrily jubilant. had rescued
his imperiled stock. 1t was pretty gen.
orally known that Kenneth Griswold.
the writing man. had become the
fourth member in the close corpora
ton of the Raymer Foundry and Ma
chine works. and Wahaska was ca.
9erly discussing the business affair in
all its possible and probable bearings
upon the Raymers, the Griersons and
and the newly elected directory Of the
Pineboro railroad
OF all this buzzing of the gossip bees
the person most acutely concerned
heard little or nothing. Digging deeply
In the inspiration field. Griswold speed.
lily became oblivious to most Of his en-.
compassments: to all of them. indeed.
save those which bore directly upon
the beloved task. Among these, he
counted the frequent afternoon visits
to Mereside, and the scarcely less fire.
Quent evenings spent in the Farnham
home. He was using each of the
young women as a foil for the other
in the outworking of his plot; and he
welcomed 1t IS a sign OF growth that
the story In Its new form was acquir-
ing verisimilitude and becoming crate
fully, and at times. he persuaded him.
self. quite wildly, human.
When he got we'll into the swing of
It and was turning out chapter every
three or four days. he fell easily into
the habit of slipping the last INSTALL
ment into his pocket when he went to
Mereside. Margery Grierson was add
ing generously to his immense obliga-
ton to her; hoping only to find .
friendly listener. he found a helpful
collaboration More than once, when
his own Imagination was at fault, she
was able I" open new vistas in the
humaniti,s for him. apparently draw
ing upon reserve of intuitive con-
illusions compared with which his own
hard-bought store Of experimental
knowledge was almost puerile.
Il wish you would tell me the secret
Of your marvellous cleverness," he ex-
claimed. on one of the June afternoons
when he had been reading to her in
the cool half-shadows of the Mereside
library. "You are only a child IN
years; how can you know with such
miraculous certainty what other
people would think and do under con-
ditions about which you can't possibly
know anything experimeEtally? It's
beyond mel
There are many things beyond you
yet, dear boy; many. many things
was ner laughing rejoinder; from
which 1t will be inferred that the ept
sode In the Farmers and Merchants
burglar-proof had become an episode
forgotten-or at least forgiven You
know men-a little; but when It comes
to the women we'll. II I didn't
keep continually nagging at you, your
two heroines-with neither of whom
YOU are really in love-would degen-
crate into rag dolls. They would, &C.
tually."
That's true; can see 1t clearly
enough when you point it out" he ad-
mitted. putting his craftsman pride
underfoot, as he was always obliged to
do In these talks with her. 81 should
be discouraged If you didn't keep on
telling me that the story. as a story.
Is good"
1T is good; it is a big story" she
asserted. with kindling enthusiasm.
The plot, so far as you have gone
with 1t, is fine; and that is where you
leave me away behind. don't see
how you could ever think 1t out. And
the character drawing is fine, too,
some of It Your Fleming is as far
beyond me as your Fidelia seems to
be beyond you"
You don't know Fleming yet. Have
you ever met Fidelia?p
Not as you have drawn her-no.
She Is too unutterably fine. II she
had single shred OF humanity about
her. ] should suspect you Of meaning
to fall in love with her. farther along
To The sumillatiepssnd despair. 81. Door