Great Falls daily tribune., 1920-04-07

with whom you were chatting upon such
apparently friendly terms could not be
the unspeakAble wretch who, tried to
compass your husbands death that time
upon the flying field"
'And who later saved Dicky's life
very nearly at the cost Of his own,"
retorted crisply. Yes, that was Mr..
Underwood"
Now hold no brief for Harry Under
wood, even though Dicky long ago for
rave him, and know would take him
back into the old comradeship If he only
knew he was in America again. Indeed
my own feelings were colored with the
same aversion as DR.. Pettit's before the
hour when the harum -scarum adven-
turer put to flight the man, Jack Wilsey
who was frightening me. And even
though, because of that, and Of Lillian
Quixotic feeling toward the man whose
name she bears, feel impelled to treat
him with ordinary courtesy whenever
meet him, yet can never wholly smoth-
er, the reyulsion against his smooth
debonair wickedness which invariably
seizes me at the sight Of him.
"Do Not Forget"
But there was something about DR..
Pettit's tone and manner which reused
every bit of combativeness ip me. have
felt the same militant spirit before when
my opinions and the physicians clashed.
There is such an air Of finality, of absc-
especially when his wrath or disapproval
is aroused, that l find it Impossible to
keep from controverting them.
He was silent for a moment at my re-
tort. then he spoke again a bit thickly.
May I ask if your husband shares
your approval Of this-this-"
knew that he was nearly beside him
self with anger, but nothing could ex-
cuse the words which trailed off chok-
ingly into a muttered imprecation.
"Dr. Petit" l said sternly, this is
insufferable. If YOU will kindly stop the
car and set me down at once, l can
manage to get to the station by mayself
in plenty Of time for my train
l heard the sharp intake Of his breath.
as if he had been struck a physical
blow. then for a long minute there was
no sound but the humming Of the motor
sadness and meekness m his voice.
Il am an abysmal brute, Of course
and if I plead the justification of my
agony of spirit when anything evil
comes near you I should only add to my
offence. But will you not grant me the
mercy your tender spirit gives Others
and absolye me from the punishment
your request would be to me:'
He was so humble, so terribly in earn
est, that l felt my anger die. And l
could not afford to be ungracious when
1 was even then enjoying the courtesy
I had asked of him in the morning. But
though l rescinded my resolution ard
during the time that remained before
my train started eastward l tried my
best to second his very palpaole efforts
to put our conversation upon the light.
friendly basis with which we had start
ed the trip. yet the shadow of 'tsae in
cident hung over us, and l think he was
no less relieved than l was when he put
me aboard the train.
"Forgive me- he whispered, as be
grasped my hand tightly in parting, and
do not forget l would die to serve you.
But the melodramatic words did net
touch me. l reflected grimly as | took
NV seat that it would be more comfort
able for me if he were not quite so IN
tense in his friendship.
Next: "The Surprise Robert Savar'n
Brought With Him."