Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1917-06-26

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Smith drove the borrowed runabout
in sober silence, and the glorious
beauty in the seat beside him did not
try to make him talk. Perhaps she, too.
was busy with thoughts of her own.
At all events, when Smith had helped
her out Of the car at the hotel entrance
and had seen her as far as the eleva-
tor, she thanked him half absently and
took his excuse, that he must return
the runabout to Maxwell's garage, with
out laying. any further commands upon
him.
Just as he was turning away, bell
boy came across from the clerks desk
with a telegram for Miss Richlander.
Smith had no excuse for lingering, but
with the air thick with threats he made
the tipping of the boy answer for
momentary stop-gap. Miss Verda tore
the envelope open and read the inclo-
sure with f1ne-lined little frown COM
ing and going between her eyes.
ats from Tucker Jibbey," she said,
glancing up at Smith. someone has
told him where we are, and he is fol-
lowing us. He says he'll be here On
the evening train. Will you meet him
and tell him I've gone to bed7'
At the mention Of Jibbey, the money
spoiled son Of the man who stood next
to Josiah HIGHLANDER in the credit rat
tngs, and Lawrenceville's best 1mita-
ton Of fianeur, Smiths first emotion
was one Of relief at the thought that
Jibbey would at least divide time with
him in the entertainment Of the bored
beauty; then he remembered that Jib-
hey had once considered him q rival,
and that the sham FOUNDERS pres
ence In Brewster would constitute
menace more threatening than all the
others put together.
81 can't meet Tucker" he said blunt
". "You know very well can't.
"That's so," was the quiet reply. "Of
course you can't. What will you do
when he comes?-run away?"
mo; I can't do that, either. shall
keep out of his way, If can. If he
finds me and makes any bad breaks,
he'll get what's coming to him. Il he's
worth anything to you, you'll put him
on the stage in the morning and send
him up into the mountains to join your
father"
.The ideal" she laughed. "He's not
coming out here to see father. Poor
Tuckeri II he could only know what
he il In for!" Then: 1T is beginning
to look as If you might have to 60 still
deeper in debt to me, Montague. There
is one more thing I'd like to do before
/ leave Brewster. II I'll promise to
keep Tucker away from you, will you
drive me out to the Baldwins' tomor-
row afternoon7 I want to see the
coloners fine horses, and he has invited
me, you know"
Smiths eyes darkened.
saThere Is a limit, verda, and you've
reached It," he said quickly. IF the
colonel invited you to Hillcrest, 1t was
because yOu uAuA ASANo -"
chance not to. resign in favor of Jib-
bey." and with that he handed her into
the waiting elevator and said. "Good-
night"
On the day following the hindering
concrete failure at the dam, Smith gave
still more color to the charges Of his
detractors in the business field. Those
whose affairs brought them in contact
with him found man suddenly grown
years older and harder, bloody and
harshly dictatorial. not to say quar-.
relsome; a man who seemed to have
parted, in the short space of a single
night, with all Of the humanizing ana
bilities which he had shown to such 9
marked degree IN ths recognizing and
refnancing Of the irrigation project.
.we've got our young Napoleon OF
finance On the toboggan slide, at last.
was the way In which Mr.. Crawford
Stanton phrased It for the bejeweled
lady at their luncheon In the Hophrs
cafe. 'Kinzie Ii about to throw him
over, and all this talk about botch'
work on the dam Is getting his goat
They're telling It around town this
morning that you can't get near him
without risking Z fight Old Man Back
~ went up, to his ONCE in behalf o1