The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1915-12-31
CHAPTER XII.
A Friend In Mad.

A Friend In Need.
That which came to Forbes was an
inspiration. such as comes oftenest to
the kind-hearted, the impulsive and, /
might add, the youthful. So he hailed
the first taxicab he could find and
hurried over to the Dryden. Keen
witted and observing, as full of TO-
nance as a water-chestnut 10 of starch.
he saw that his best friend and the
girl with the copper-beech hair were
q pair of proud fools, spelling their
lives over trifie. One was too proud
to tell and the other too proud to
listen to the truth II was all Just as
silly land humanD as one Of those
East side melodramas over which the
wise critics laughed and commented
upon as humanity impossible just
the same. he knew that these silly af-
fairs made the melodramas of q vast
host OF people.
Miss Mearson was still up.
This is Mr.. Forbes"
"Forbes?"
The gentleman who was recently
tied up in that fine old Sheraton of
yours
"Oh!"
DO you want those papers?"
'Papers?"
lie thought her repetitions q trine
stupid. Yes. know who took them.
But wen have to hurry. Mr.. Craw-
ford sails for Italy at dawn and may
go aboard tonight"
Watt" This was Numbered through
the panels OF the door.
She had on her sables when she
came out, but her hair was tousled like
the other woman's.
Your father :" he began.
AT his club. Have you a taxicab
downstairs?"
Yes"
Gomez" She caught him by the
sleeve and dragged him to the lift.
Down they went the lift-bOy's eyes
opened their fullest She never let 10
OF the sleeve till she was inside the
cab, 1T was jim, and 1t never came
to me! How quickly can We get
there?"
I'm about a quarter of an hour" He
directed the chauffeur. and they rum
bled or.
Did he tell you he was going to
Italy?"
Yes. He was upstairs with az,
playing poker. He doesn't intend to
come back"
Did he send your"
Send me! He'll probably never
speak to me again. No; there was
Misunderstanding.
Il don't want any explanations.
please!" she interrupted. Not q word
about that other woman. What do /
care who or what she IL, now? Oh.
fool! Pardon! You're q good man,
Mr.. Forbes. to come and tell me. / !
shouldn't have known. Going |
away for good and never coming back |
because my love wasn't worth a cop
per penny. II isn't even nowi"
Perhaps Jim was a fool. too" said |
Forbes grimly. He hadn't bargained |
for Mysteries.
He never was = fool II was l."
Said Forbes: Il love him better
than any man | know. and want to |
help him strRighten out the tanEle: |
but II you 80 to him in this state,
you'n spoil everything Youn Be cry,
Ing and he won't be able. :"
How can be calm9 II was my let.
ters. He remembered l kept them IN
that box, He wanted to take away
that belonged to me. am
worse than an infidel: | have been
an idol Of propriety. I've lied |
10 myself for Eve years. II he goes
70 Italy in the morning. shall 30 with
him"
Forbes took OF his hat and wiped
his forehead.
"oh. know my heart now
WIN you be quiet. Miss MearsonH
rhe chauffeur keeps turning round.
md he'll run into something: then
ven never get there"
Forgive me-"
From time to time the light from a
ItrSet lamp touched her hair, and the
ylory OF II filled him with envy and
'adness and he knew not what else.
No woman like this one would ever
'un out into the night after him. II
vas always the quiet chap like Craw-
ord who awakened and held such q
woman. He knew something about
he species; they were all more or
sss mad they did the widest things