Ottumwa semi-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1916-1918, 1917-12-04
CHAPTER yI1-(Continued. }

done with that noisy SUN, AnlHohy
and this is more homelike And then,
another thing" he added more ser
iously, 81 want to cross-examine that
little shave in private. as it were.
This idea of settling him in the house
without knowing anything about him
is downright crazy. I want to ask him
about that French doll and
He stopped The window at the
end of the corridor was open and the
fresh morning breeze was blowing
lightly past him Also he shifted
who's using perfume around
here?" asked Johnson Boiler.
'what?''
"Strong-rank!" said Anthony's
guest Don't you smell it,
II smell nothing" Anthony said as
an expensive pungence tickled his
nostrils suddenly, "but III see
He started for the corridor and
stopped short. David had left his
room and was coming down-and still
It did not sound like David. David,
in Anthony's shoes six or seven sizes
toe large, should have been humping
clunsily; these footsteps were firm
fittle pats, with the sharp rap of a
heel once OF twice on the polished
floor beside the runner. More still
with no regard at all for caution,
David, using his soprano voice, was
humming the same little tune.
And just as pure premonition had
sent Anthony's skin to crawling just
as his scalp was prickling and his
eyes narrowing angrily, David was
with them.
By way of rainment, David, the grip
emptied, wore the daintiest tailored
walking-gown short of skirt and dis
playing silken stockings and patent
leather, with high. slender French
heels. David's slim, girl-throat, sug-
gested the faintest powdering; David's
abundant hair was dressed bewitch-
ingly, with little reddish blond curls
straying down about the temples
and had one spent morning on Fifth
Avenue it would really have been
rather difficult to find more thor
oughly attractive or better gowned
girl than David!
Yet, in spite of her charms, John.
son Boiler, who had bounced instinct
lively from his chair. could do no more,
than stare at David with the general
expression of fish new-snatched
from water Second after second he
capped before his thick:
who's that?'
That's David" Anthony said weak
ly
'The-the boy was girl?"
st would seem So"
Then Johnson Boiler stopped,
teeth shutting suddenly. He stared at
tie young woman and he stared at
Anthony Fry. who smiled family and
hopelessly His face grew red then
purple and then black.
"Hah!" he cried savasely. 1--WE go.
II! I've got it, you-you--'
"Hey?" said Anthony.
Il see it now!' Mr.. Boiler vocife'-
s,:ed surprisingly. You framed this
thing up on me.'
CHAPTER VIII.
Scorned.
Athony's brain, accustomed to the
most precise and unexciting OF
foutines, was tired nearly so
tired as it was destined to become,
yet too tired to grasp at once the sig
nificance of that flaming ccuntenance.
He could no more than stand Imply
and look at Johnson Boiler as that
gentleman ignoring Mary altogether,
strobe down upon him with clenched
fists.
"You did it. but You'll never get
away with it," he cried
johnson"
Never in the world. I've got Will
kinS as witness and
sWitness for what?''
johnson Boiler. albeit he trembled
9th fury, controlled himself.
Don't try that baby-stare stuff on
me, Fry" he said Il understand now.
Last night thought you were off on
pne of your eccentric spells, but you
were crazy like fox. you We're. But
cont think for one minute that
Beatrice is fool enough to drop into
such trap as this one you have set
Anthony himself did a little control
ling.
What are you talking about?" he
FRIED.
The thing you've tried to put over,
10 get me away from Beatrice!'
Johnson Boiler Numbered. "'fhats
enough! Don't deny it. ! know You
don't approve of maTimony: ! know
you never wanted to get married:
know that We haven't Travelled around
as much this last six months as we
did in the twenty years before it
and suppose you've been lonely, be-
cause nobody else in the world would
stand for you. But by heaven, An.
thony, never thought you'd try to
freak up my family by"
TRY to do what?"
Johnson Boiler dashed the sweat Of
fury from his eyes.
Il come TO stay with you. when
Beatrice goes he said tremblingly.
@And, although there's no woman in
this fiat ordinarily. woman's here
last night"
stop there" Anthony Fry cried
savagely. do you mean that |
brought this woman here deliberate
1yo Do you mean that ! knew?'
Knew" Johnson Boiler jeered.
Then | tell you that you're an in
fernal ass, sir, and decline to defend
myself" Anthony snarled fiercely.
you, You lovesick fool and your
crazy imagination You're too much