The Detroit times., 1916-06-15

distress.
Say nothing about your mar
rage. until"
But it's too late, On the way
from the Office Of the justice OF the
peace l scrib5led note, telling faith.
er. left It at the house to be de-
livered TO him as soon as he got
home. didn't want 20 tell him
face to face. for fear he"
Good Lord! It's all up. then!
What did you say In the note? Can
you remember"
II wrote: 4 have Just been mar
ried to the man love. Forgive
me- 1t was a silly little scrap OF a
note. But"
"You didn't say It was Hugh you
had married?"
mo. There was no need. Father
would know. Mrs. Hardy said TO
him only this morning"
They were interrupted by the vio-
lent opening OF the door leading
from the corridor. Across the TIRES.
hold. into the outer office, hurried a
tall. middle aged woman OF striking
ly handsome appearance. In one
hand she clutched an open letter.
Where is Mr.. Turnbun?" she de.
msnded loudly.
What do YOU want OF him. Mrs.
Hardy" evaded Scott. glancing at
the letter she held so tightly
Private business" snapped the
housekeeper. 81 must see him RICH.
away
I'm afraid YOU can't" objected
Scott HE Is busy. And"
The door OF the private Office was
opened and TurnDIll came out.
Il heard someone asking for me. %
he began. "What---Oh. TIA YOU, Mrs.
Hardy? what f. the matter"
Matter enough" she shrllled.
"This note was loft M the house. ]
recognized MISS Turnbull handwrit-
ing on the envelope, and thought
perhaps IL was some message |
could tell YOU over the telephone.
So opened It,"
Marjorie made futile and oelated
effort TO snatch the iuckless note.
But II was already in her fathers
hands Turnbull read II with unbe-
lief and dismay stamped deep on his
wrinkled face.
81 told YOU II was Hugh Scott she
cared for" Mrs. Hardy exclaimed.
"You see"
Turnbull checked her with a sharp
gesture: then turned with a glance
OF cold fury upon Marjorie. The
girl. pale but unfnching, drew her
self up TO meet his gaze.
"You have disgraced yourself and
me-" Numbered Turnbull, 'by mar
rying thief! lie is fugitive from
Justice. Go and Join him. I'm done
with you"
Father"
"Golp he commanded &C to the
thief you've married. You took him
for better or for worse II Is worse.
Clear out"
pardon me. Mr. Turnbull" inter
vened Henry. stepping forward, and
putting one arm about the half'taint-
ing girl as he faced her father. This
is"
This is no affair OF yours" ragged
1urnbull. Keep out OF II.
mo affair of mine ?" said Henry
Guizzically mo affair of mine when
you threaten 10 turn my wife out oil
your house? Where Marjorie goes, |
go. bad hoped YOU would take the
news OF our marriage less angrlly.
1urnbuls Jaw dropped in amaze
ment. He tried TO speak. But words
would no. come Mrs. Hardy gaped
al Scott. Marjorie started violently
ard would have cried out wild de-
NAL. but Henry placed his hand
gently across her lips and said:
mo. dear. Let me do the talking.
Mr.. Turnbull. your daughter Is my
wife We married without letting
YOU know because we knew that YOU
were terribly ovcrworked and over
worried here al the Office Just now,
and We wanted to spare you the
trouble and the time that would
have been needed for wedding prep
aratlons.. Since you disapprove Of
the match, all We can do Is to take
ourselves of.
His arm still about Marjorie. he
Turned TO leave the room, As he led
the bewildered girl with him, he
,vbisnered quickly:
at is the only possible way tn
save you. Keep mp the pretense.
You can divorce me in another state
= later on--I'll never force my love
upon you"
Before they could reach the door,
Turnbull had rallied from his trance
Of bewildermcnt With a Joyous cry,
he fairly flung himself urcn them
shaking Henry's hand with ehusive
delight; kissing Marjorie sgaia end
ngnfff; vowing that this was the hap
peat day In all his whole long life.