Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1915-09-17
CHAPTER x,.
The 1housandth Man.

evening of their week, and they were
spending 1t rather silently on
Blanche's balcony.
Il make It at least three hundred, 81
said Caxslet, and knocked out pipe
that might have been gag. you
see. we were very seldom under fifty!'
Speak for yourself. please! My
llongevity's . tender point" said
Blanche, who looked as though she
had no business to have her hair up
a. she sat in q pale cross-fre between
q lamppost and her lighted room.
Cazalet protested that he had only
meant their mileage in the car; he
made himself extremely Ineligible
now, a. he often would whom she raj
lied him in . serious voice.
"Well. it's been . heavenly time
she assured him Just once moro. "And
tomorrow its pretty sure to como ali
right absut scruton, isn't it!''
Eyes! Tomorrow We shall probably
have Toye back" he answered with
grim inconsequence.
what has that to do with It, Wal
teri"
"Oh. nothing. of course"
But still his tone was grim and
heavy. with . schoolboy irony that he
would not explain but could not keep
to himself. So Mr.. Toye must be
turned out Of the conversation, though
It was not Blanche who had dragged
him in. She wished people would
stick to their point.
There's one thing I've rather want.
ed to ask you." she began.
yes" said Cazalet.
you said the other day that II
would mean worry for you in any case
after Observation-Disclosures the charge
IL dismissed or mott"
His wicker chair creaked under
him.
II don't sec Why It should" she per.
sisted. III tho case falls through"
well. that's where come In" he
had to say.
Surely you mean just the other
way aboutf Il they commit the man
for l. tal, then you do come in. know.
It's Ike your goodness.'
Il wish you wouldn't say thati lt
hurts met"
Then wfll you explain yourself7
It's not fair to tell me 80 much. and
then to leave out just the bit thats
making Jon miserable!"
The trusty. sistsrly. sensible voics.
half bantsring but altogether kind.
uauuluolv No<A.o.HAA - %h> 0>>.A Ne
inquisitive. too. would have gone TO .
harder or moro hardened heart than
best on Blanche's balcony that night.
Yet ~ Casalet lighted his pipe he
looked old enough to be her father.
III tell you some time no pulled.
TITS only case Of two heads" said
Blanche. II know you're bothered.
and should like to help. that's AL"
you couldn't"
How do you known believe you're
going to devote yourself to this poor
man-if you can get him OFF, mean.
when you do"
"Welli" he said.
Surely could help you therei
ESPECIALLY II he's ILL., cried Blanche,
encouraged by his silence. I'm not
half bad nurse. really"
I'm certain you're not"
"Does he look very ill?"
Che had heen trying to avoid the
direct question rs far as possible. but
this one seemed 50 harmless. Yet II
was received in stony silence unlike
any that had gone before. It was az
though Cazalet neither moved nor
lbreathed. whereas he had been all
signs and hdgets Just before. His pipe
was out already-that was tho one
merit of bush tobacco. II required
constant attention-and he did not
look like lighting 1t again.
I. Until tonight they had not men,
toned scruton since tho motoring be-
gan. That had been = tacit rule Of the
road. Of wayside talk and indoor orgy.
But Blanche had always assumed that
Cazalet had been to see him in the
prison: and now he told her that he
never had.
Il can't face him.. he cried under
his breath, and that's the TRUTH Lot
mo get him out of this hole. and I'm
his man forever; but until do. while
there's . chance OF failing. simply
can't face the fellow. It isn't - IL
he'd asked to see mo. Why should
force myself upon him7"
HE hasn't asked to sec you because
he doesn't know what you're doing for
himl" Blanche leaned forward @ e..
gerly a she was speaking. all her 70.
pressed feelings coming to their own
in her for just moment. "He doesn't
know because do believe you
wouldn't have him told that you'd ar
rived, lest he should suspect! You
are = brick. Sweep. you really are!"
He WAS too much of ono to sit still
under the name. He sprang up, beat
ing his hands. why shouldn't I be-
to him-to poor devil who's been
through all he's boon through! Ten
years! Just think Of It; no. its un-
thinkabls to you or me. And It all
started In our once; We were 70 blame
for not keeping our eyes opsn; things
couldn't have come to such . pass II
we'd done our part. my poor old father
for oneI can't help saying it-and I
myself for another Talk about con-
,tributory negligence! We were neg
ligent, % well - blind. We didn't
know villain when We saw one, and
We let him make another villain un-
der our noses: and the second one
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