The Carlisle independent., 1916-11-30
NoVELIZED FROM THE MoV- ING PICTURE PLAY OF THE SAME NAME. PRODUCED BY THE SIGNAL FILM CORPORA. TON. coPYHoHT. 1915 BY FRANK H. spEARi1Aa

l quite innocent of false pride; but her friends could not possibly understand the situation and Storm with real
 western impulsiveness had chosen, it seemed, the most inopportune time possible to express his gratitude.
 But there was his outstretched hand should she ignore it? Anger swayed her-yet something within her, and something in Storms eyes and his manner, pleaded against cutting him dead. With furiously red cheeks but sweeping aside the cost, Helen put out her hand. Tt was nothing" she said l quickly. Do not think of it." Then she repaid Storms iJnpulsive stupid ity, as she thought IL deserved, by catching at something Seagrue was saying and failing to see Storm again. The engineer had come up prepared
 really to say how grateful he was; he 1 found himself, in a fleeting second, already well launched on the social toboggan and shooting toward the bot tom of long hill. Seagrue, almost be- fore Storms back was turned, was l laughing at Helen and pointing to her glove. The white, soft kid now bore beyond repair the heavy, black finger l prints of the engineman's hand.
 Questions and banterings from her
 companions contributed nothing to-
 ward restoring Helens composure. But as the group moved to the waiting mo tor cars, she unostentatiously drew the offending glove over her wrist and threw it away. One pair of eyes
 watched the action closely; Storm, collecting his wits after his social dis aster, noted what she had done. He
 was too philosophical to resent it. h. stead, crossing the platform, when the party had driven away, he picked up the discarded glove and put it in his pocket.
 Nor did he, in his turn, escape un- | seen. AS one of the cars whirled
 around a nearby corner Helen, look
 ing back at the scene of her annoy ance, saw Storm picking up something | white; she knew it was her glove. | On reaching home-where the ladies
 were taken to their various rooms and the men went to their business l Helen, from her own room overlook ing the passing track, watched the l freight, bearing Storm, draw out and stop before the station for orders. Turning to her glass more than once to see whether her cheeks were
 still as flushed as they felt, she was | gratified to find that traces of her hu-
 initiation had disappeared. Her mind, from which she had tried to dismiss 1 the whole incident, was now assailed l by rebellious curiosity concerning 1 what she had seen happen on the dis | tant platform when Storm crossed it l to pick up her glove. As his frank eyes returned again and again to her imag- | ination, something seemed to call her strongly, back to where he still was detained. She resisted longer; then surrendering to sudden impulse, she ran downstairs, while her guests were disposing themselves, stepped into her racing car, drove to the station and alighting just as Storm came out of the telegraph office, she herself began to search at the edge of the platform for something. The engineer, after an interval deliberately joined her.
 ''You have lost something"
 Helen glanced up with affected sur prise. Nothing of moment. I missed ring when I got home," she fabricat ed lightly, land one of~my gloves. thought I might have dropped the one with the other here"
 Storms hand moved toward his blouse, then regaining his composure, he withdrew his hand, empty, and af- fected to search along the roadway with her. It was brief duel of wits, but one in which the railroad man was no longer at disadvantage. He was quite willing to search as long as she would finger and Helen, more than little interested, was capricious and did finger until Storms slow sentences began once more to bear too directly on the episode of the wreck and his gratefulness; then with a hasty good by she started for home and Storm, climbing into his engine, pulled out with his long train.
 General Holmes, In the meantime, with his two jealous groups of direc- tors, was striving in his drawing room to arrive with them at mutually sat isfactory settlement of the proposed stock issue. In reserving 30,000 shares of this for himself and his friends, Holmes had allotted 10000 to Sea- grue and his Wall street associates. This both Seagrue and Capelle had bluntly refused to accept, since the proposed line would work havoc with the through and local traffic of the Colorado and Coast road. Seagrue de- handed instead an equal distribution of the new stock. Holmes and Rhine lander, after long conference, put the motion fatly to the eleven direc. tors. Seven of them supported Presi- dent Holmes proposal.
 Seagrue, white with anger, rose Cancel our allotment, then. We will fight"