The Twin Falls times. [volume] (Twin Falls, Idaho) 1905-1916, 1915-03-02

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Oh he said with understanding.
She put her arms around him again
and he let them rest there He lifted
one OF her hands and pressed it tc
mis- lips. But he was frowning. pol
W he said, Il want you to promise
not to leave the grounds today. Will
your"
| Yes, yes;" she promised, 'if YOU
forgive me. l love you," she added
wnimsically.
Then why the dickens don't you
marry nle?" n
well---the year isn't
, The sound OF footsteps caused them
poth to turn and Pauline quickly with
drew her embrace. Raymond owen
had come out on the upper veranda
through the French windows of the IL
brary. Pauline, little embarrassed
greeted him as he approached.
We're you looking for me, Owen %
she asked
mo, Miss Marvin" he answered. Il
only wished to take this magazine
II you are not reading it,"
he lifted magazine from the table
ON which many were piled, but his eyes
were on Harry, whose back was to-
ward him and who did not turn.
Raymond Owens fears today were
as deep as his civilizations yesterday
mad been high. How much had Pau
line told Marvin? That was the ques-
ton that racked and rent his grim but
timid heart.
He chose to risk the test. Good
morning, Mr.. Harry" he said evenly.
Good morning, Owen" replied Har-
~ In the same ton, but rising as he
spoke.
Are you going to the city," spoke
Pauline.
Il think not until afternoon" he
answered. He walked to the end OF
the veranda and motioned to Farrell
VINO drove the car back to the garage.
Harry went into the house. Pauline
went back to the newspaper.
owen seemingly was not interested
deeply in the magazine. Carrying It
under his arm, he walked down into
the garden. But he did mot stop in the
arbor nor even seek q shady nook
under the trees. In fact, he did not
seem at all like man bent upon a
leisure hour. His step was swift, ner-
vous. He pressed his handkerchief
to his forehead at times feverishly, as
though tn morning sun was blissfully
cool He did not stop until he had
reached the road wall.
"Meesta OWING" said voice.
owen drew back several PAGES more.
Yes, yes; what is wanted?" he asked
shortly
ed the dusky face, the half-naked body
OF a Gypsy boy, so thin that he had
Wedged himself safe from sight, be-
tween the roots of two of the close
growing hedge tres. He stood up and
ran to Owen fearlessly. In fact, as he
handed to the secretary grimy bit of
paper, he stood with rather an air
of regal defiance, his little head proud
ly erect, his bright eyes naughty.
Owen unfolded the paper. His face
flushed with anger as he read
Mr.. Owen: l let the lions loose
on McCallan's wedding party.
lost my job. I need more money.
The boy he show you where l am
You better come.
PIETRO GARCIA"
Get out of these grounds. How did
you come here?" growled Owen at the
boy. The little fellow merely shrug-
ged his shoulders and pointed to the
hedge.
Get out" ordered Owen.
The boys eyes blazed an instant.
Then he laughed and, turning, walk
ed slowly and without a sign of fear,
toward the main gate
Perhaps it was the boys manner,
perhaps it was the conspicuous route
ne TOXIN full view of anyone on the
Marvin veranda-that caused Owen to
rapidly.
He called to the boy, who came back. |
Where is Pietro?" he asked.
The lad pointed to the foot-path gate
ieep behind the shrubbery Owen nod
I'd and followed him through the gate.
across the road and into the farther
crest
They had gone perhaps half mile |
llOng family marked wood-path, |
when the boy brought up abruptly be- |
tide huge fallen tree that had fash
oned sort of clearing by it's crash
"Pietro say Meester Owing wait |
lere,' he announced with his air of
command. Owen seated himself ON the
allen tree and the child glided through
he forest.
It was few minutes before he re-
urned leading Pietro Garcia, the lion
amer. The boy pointed to Owen and
eparted
30 you want help, old friend?" ask
d Owen, checking the threat and the
emand on the Gypsy's lips.
Pietro nodded sullen1y.
II am glad to help you. You did
our best to help me. Here, take this"
The yellow bills that the Gypsy
ound so unexpectedly thrust into his
and, disarmed him completely.
II let the lions loose. I lose my /,
Do. | got no work." he apologized
No work? Are there no more lions
D tame?"
Pietro shrugged. They hunt me-"
e said.
Where are you hiding?"
michel Mario, my friend he hide
le."
michel Mario?" II
"Of the Gypsies. He camp near. But ,
e afraid to hide me. He want money" {
"YOu both want money WHY don't