The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1915-05-20
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MARY MIDIHORNE
GEORGE BAR M~cCUTCHEON.
Author of "Granstark." -rruxton King" etc.
Copyright. 1911, BY Dodd, Mead & Co.
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lcHAPTER UNDERSTANDINGS

Inc Two young Ilen cdIuS lace ~
face at 6 o'clock, just as Horace had
planned they should do. 1t was part
of C~hetwynd's expiation that he should
confess himself to Eric. They were to
nave no listeners, no witnesses. Eric
was surprised, a trifle dismayed, when
they came upon each other, to all ap-
pearanceS in an accidental manner.
Chetwynd's method of acknowledge
ing his deed was characteristic of him.
but hardly what Mr. Blagden, in his
justice, intended He came close to
Eric, his clenched hands stuffed deep
in his trousers pockets, his lower jaw
protruding n his heavy brows drawn
tightly together.
you Internal sneak! You son of a
No., father particularly requested me
not to use that word, SO ] Won't say it.
But o knows what | mean"
That was his way of confessing.
Eric simply grinned, and turned
away, leaving his big cousin more i'm
potently furious han he ever had been
in his life.
The next morning, Eric came upon
Adam Carr in a most unexpected man
ner. That dour-faced individual was
seated on Judge Bright's front porch
when the young man appeared there to
ask Joan to let him take snapshots of
her with the new camera his aunt a
just given to Mary. Chetwynd had been
commissioned to buy it in New York.
Mary had cried over it, and. In the
privacy of the back hall, declared to
cause it would show them hat her 81
lence was purchaseable.
Well" Eric cried out to Adam Carr.
when did you get back?"
Adams o smile appeared and
faded in a breath. why don't you
ask the question you really meant to
ask ?" he demanded amiably. What
am l doing here? That's your ques-
ton. Well, I'm sitting here. Now I'll
answer n o just put to me. I got
back yesterday, on the 11:10."
That's the train Chetwynd came on"
"Did he?" asked Adam politely, but
without interest.
HE has been in New York"
Strange I didn't run across him
there. New York's such a small burg.
You're always seeing people you know.
/ hope you've not come up to take Miss
Joan out for another SWIM"
81 should say not! No more of that
for me-"
Judge Brights at home. I fancy
he'd put in a kick"
Are you waiting to see him?
NO"
"Oh?" somewhat dashed.
Hes waiting to see me-"
Hes waiting? I don't understand
Where?"
That is, he's waiting for me to put
L Ill Ill dppSdI dIlCc
We'll? You're here, aren't your
asked Eric blankly.
Yes, but he doesn't know It. He's
waiting for me to ring the door bell.
But I saw you coming along behind
me, so I thought I'd stop and say
howdy to you. How does your sister
| like her camera?"
Eric started. "How did you know
she had q new camera ~
1T came from Baxter's; it cost SGT,
and it has her initials stamped in gold
on the inside Of the box"
Eric opened 1.-The box" as he called
it, and looked inside. He saw the
initials for the first time. They We're
SO minute he could hardly distinguish
them. He whistled in establishment.
We'll, I'll be hanged" he gasped,
looking at the mar in genuine wonder
You thought it cost $50, didn't your
That's what it did cost" cried the
other Aunt Rena told me so. You
missed fire that time"
'Who told her it cost $60?"
She gave Chetwynd $50 By
George! see! He-he kept the bal
ance?"
way VS. said Adam Adams softly. He $50 coul d1i
keep something he didn't have"
Don't speak in riddles" cried Eric
He had just $50 when he wen1
into Baxter's. I daresay he KEEP
| lllC 20 1ok III
on the train. He couldn't keep the
extra 80, for the simple reason thai
some one else was keeping 1t for him
What the dickens
Now don't resort to profanity. It:
a very bad habit for one to get into,'
ness.
With unseemly a~bruptness Eric sa
down beside him on the porch seat. Hi
eyes glowed with a great light of un
derstanding as he gripped Adam Carr!
sturdy leg in his eager fingers, and al
most whispered the question:
IT say, Mr.. Carr. were you shadow
ing ~Chetwynd?"
Adam appeared distinctly amazed.
We'll, we'll! What put that into you;
head?"
why should you be watching him?'
demanded the other, tremendously e
cited.
Il wasn't watching him. said M
Carr, severely. Il just happened to b.
in Bakers at the time. 1 couldn't hel,
question: Why should I be watching
him? Has he done anything wrong?"
Eric was baffled. Suddenly he re
newed the assault.
"Then why did you say some on,
else was keeping the money for him :?
he demanded shrewdly.
Adams face became positively
sphinx like. He looked out over th
mass of rose pushes on the lawn.
"Can you keep a secret?" he asked
Yes, yes!" cried Eric.
well, some day I may tell you one,
announced Adam in his most conf
Dental n
"Oh, pshaw!"
You can begin keeping it right now
There's more to come. Don't repea
this conversation"
"But cant you tell me something
mo. You see. it's a secret. I neve
tell secrets SO long as they are secrets
I'm like o in that respect"
The expression on Eric's face be
trayed the cropping of his mind afte
a vague, indefinite thought h ha'
fitted across his inner vision like
flash of light. It came and swift,
passed, but 1t left an impression tina
developed into something tangible wit
a suddenness that caused him to gasE
by George!" he cried, searching tn
i~nscrutable face with cleaning eyes
Uncle Horace hasn't set you to watch
Ing Chetwynd, has he?"
d Eh0I1d - saw - nOt!" eXcialme