The Delta independent., 1916-06-02

~lt proves that you are the rankest I'M
poster in London"
that the cranial index Is a constant
factorT"
Naturally" said 1.
"And that telegony is still sub ju-
deer"
Undoubtedly"
"And that the germ plasm is differ
emit from the parthenogenetice gg?"
"Why, surelyr / cried and gloried in
my own audacity.
But what does that proven" he
asked In a gentle, persuasive voice.
"Ah. what indeed?" l murmured.
what does it proven
"Shall l tell your" he cooed.
pray do
"It proves" he roared, with a sud
den blast of fury, that you are the
rankest impostor In London-a vile.
crawling journalist, who has no more
science than he has decency in his
composition!
he had sprung to his feet with q
mad rage In his eyes. Even at that
moment OF tension l found time for
amazement at the discovery that he
was quite a short man. his head not
higher than my shoulder stunted
Hercules whose tremendous vitality
had all run to depth. breadth and
brain.
"Gibberishr' he cried. leaning for
ward with his fingers on the table and
his face projecting. That's what
have been talking to you sir-scieptifc
rrfh ,ie.h tpH
match cunning with me-you with
your walnut of brain? You think
you are omnipotent, you Internal scrib-
blers. don't you? That your praise
can make a man and your blame can
break him? We must all bow TO you
and try to get favorable word. must
we? This man shall have a leg up.
and this man shall have dressing
down. Creeping vermin. | know you.
You've got out of your station. Time
was when your ears were clipped.
You've lost your sense of proportion.
Swollen gas bags. I'll keep you In
your proper place. Yes. sir. you
haven't got over G. E. c. There's one
man who is still your MASTER He
warned you of. but II you will come
ny tht i<bEu sOu oo yodt OWh
risk Forfeit. my good Mr.. Malone
] claim forfeit. You have played a
rather dangerous game. and it strikes
me that you have lost it."
Look here. sir said |. backing to
the door and opening 1t. You can be
as abusive as you like. but there is a
limit. You shall not assault me-
"Shall not?' He was slowly ad-
.yancing in II peculiarly menacing way.
but he stopped now and put his big
hands into the side pockets Of rather
boyish short jacket which e wore.
~ have thrown several Of ycu out Of
the house You will be the fourth or
nth. Three pound fifteen cach-that
is how 1t averaged. Expensive. but
very necessary. Now. sir. why should
you not follow your brethren? rather
think you must" He resumed his un
pleasant and stealthy advance, point
ing his toes as he walked like dane
ing master.
could have bolted for the hall door
but 1t would have been too ignomini
GUS. Besides. little glow Of righteous
anger was springIng up within me.
had been hOpeiessly In the wrong be
fore, but this mans menaces were put
ting me in the right.
I'm trouble you to keep your hand
on, sir. I'll not stand IT.
Dear me:' His black mustach
lifted and a white fang twinkled In
sneer. lyon won't stand 1t. chr
Don't be such fool. professor
cried. what can you hope for? IL
~ nj Nil
center three-quarter every Saturda
for the London Irish. I'm not th
man
It was ut that moment that he rusf
I'd me- 1t was lucky that had opene
go uoOr or we should have gon
through It. We did a Catharine whes
together down the passage. SomehO'
We gathered up a chair unop our wa