The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-08-14
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Wnat KIM OF trouble was Il, Ken
meth? l have the best right in tn,
world to know"
Griswold Strengthened himself in hi,
chair and the work-weariness becam,
thing Of the past.
"You can't have a right to know
anything that will distress you"
| FOOLISH" she chided. you NAV q,
well tell me. Mr.. Raymer had Dor
rowed money at poppa's bank What
was the matter? Did he have to pay
1t back-all at once?"
There seemed to be no further open.
Ing for evasion. Yes; / think that
was the way of it," he answered.
Griswold expected something in the
nature OF an Outburst. What he got
was transfixing glance of the pas
sionate sort. quick with open-eyed ad-
miration.
And you just tossed your money in.
to the breach as If you had millions of
IT, and by now you've almost forgotten
that you did it," she exclaimed. Ken
meth, dear, there are times when you
are SO heavenly good that can hardly
believe it. Are there any more men
like you over on your side Of the
world?"
AT another time he might have
smiled at the boyish frankness of the
question. But it was better motive
than the analysts that prompted his
answer
Plenty of them. Margery, girl; too
many for the good of the race. You
mustn't try to make hero out Of me.
once in while get glimpse of the
real Kenneth Griswold-you are CIV
Ing me one just now-and it's sicken-
ing. For moment l was meanly
jealous; jealous of Raymer. 1t was
only the writing part of me, l hope,
but"
He stopped because she had sudden
ly turned her back on him and was
looking out over the lake again. When
she spoke, she said: See! The breeze
Is freshening out on the water. You
are tagged and tired and needing
bracer. Let's 60 and do turn on the
lake in the Clytie."
From where he was sitting Griswold
could see the trim little catboat, re-
splendent in polished brass and ma
hogany. riding at its buoy beyond the
lawn landing-stage. He cared little
for the water, but the invitation point
ed to delightful prolongation of the !
basking process which had come to be |
one Of the chief Injuries of the Mere. |
side afternoons.
At the landing stage Griswold made |
himself useful. paying out the sea line
OF the movable moOring buoy and haul
Ing on the shore line until the hand
some little craft lay at their feet.
Strictly under orders he made sail on
the little ship, and when the captain
had taken her place at the tiller he
showed off; and when the helmswoman
had laid the course up the lake, Girls
void, pipe filled and lighted, pillowed
his head in his clasped hands and
great contentment, flowing into all the
nterstices and leveling all the Unequal
ties, Tapped him in it's soothing food.
He was still ha,f-dozing when he was
made to realize that the murmuring
ush of water under the catboats fore
DOT had changed into a series of re.
thumps; that the wind was
Using, and that the summer afternoon
Ky had become suddenly overcast.
The pretty tiller maiden was pushing
he helm down with her foot and haul.
ng in briskly on the sheet when he
at up.
Whats this we're coming TOT" he
sked. thinking less OF the changed
Weather conditions than of the charm.
ng. picture she made in action.
Weather" she said shortly. Look
ehind you"
He looked and saw a huge storm
loud rising out Of the northwest and
preading like great gray dust cur.
Ain from horizon to zenith.
There's a good bunch of wind in
hat cloud" he said. springing to help
Is companion with the Stating main.