The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1920-07-30
CHAPTER xil-contlnued.

"Rudus and j both asked him to. Let
Rufus-and Jack-handle II together.
Between them, they'll make rather an
exhaustive study. don't you think And
they might turn up something that all
Of us would want to know"
THAT'S right It's thought. Well
-" Cullen looked at his watch. II
can't waste any more time on this tom
fool business. ] ought to have been
in the office an hour ago. Anybody GO
ing DOWNTOWN"
~ am-but I'll walk" said waring
sullenly.
"Can stay?" asked Hllliard Of An
gela. In an undertone
II want you to-" she said. Her eyes
followed Waring TO the doorway.
After they had been alone for full
minute. and neither Of them had ut
tered syllable, II came to IIillard
that the chief difficulty in being evil
Is 10 make an end Of II, but that the
chief difficulty in being virtuous Is 10
begin. His brain was active and his
emotions were placid; but 70 his mild
perplexity he had no compelling de-
sire to make start. There was no
restraining impeachment working
against him. as on the occasion Of his
interview with Carol; his impulses
were merely lazy. Indeed he was
rather highly gratified at the course
of things this morning; he argued
that Warnings zeal and Armstrong;
itinerary had relieved him from any
necessity Of an out-and-out avowal of
his innocent fraud; 1t was much more
satisfactory, since all the issues were
so confused. to turn his affairs over
to Cullen, and TO await the inevitable
verdict on an impersonal basis. In the
meantime, he was deeply touched by
Cullen's confidence in him; Cullen and
Carol Durant alike had refused to be-
lieve the obvious truth he wondered
stolidly what 1t would have meant TO
him to have had such reputation
from his youth onward the gratlfica-
ton now would have been superlatlve
provided only that he had been en-
titled to his pride.
Hes Jealous Of you" said Angela
abruptly. That's all-hes jealous.
Simply wild with it. You know that
don't your
Hllliard started; for IL wasn't an
emboldening beginning. Not the least
80; 1t implied exactly the sort Of rival
ry which he had feared, and which he
Asd come 10 reliuOuish.
who Is? oh Rufus WaringT
Ix,
with IT, That's what all this whole
mess is about" She tossed her head
willfully. IL don't care: do your
The unreserved bluntness of IL near
ly took him off his feet; renewing the
devastating suspicion that Angela had
grown to care too much for him-too
much for her own good.
why, Angela |" he said lamely. ".Of
course / do. 1t hurts me-"
She hammered gold-embroldered
sofa-cushion with one tiny fist.
"Oh, he's Jealous of everything and
everybody. That doesn't count any
more. only II made me perfectly
furious. :. wanted to scratch him
-. the very idea of his daring to say
anything like that about you Even
II you do like me a lotp She sighed
heavily. "And yet If you stop to think
about 1t, II was sort of brave, too
standing up to all of us when It was
three to one, and he was wrong-poor
dear"
Hllliard looked down at her with
deep affection and trouH cd relief.
"As long as I've defender like you
l wouldn't worry" he said, "but I'm
afraid 1t won't be for so very long,
Angela. that you'll feel like defending
me-"
"Why notY she asked.
Just a notion of mine. 1t strikes
me that you're fonder of Rufus than
you let yourself think. And he needs
a champion worse than do: I'm more
used to taking care Of myself"
The corners of her mouth were pc
cullarly sensitive.
"Such queer notioni" she said.
"Where'd you ever get itT
"oh, 1t came Of It's own accord.
.. :"
ITS been such a funny day." she
said, musing. "Rufus was funny. and
Dad was funny, and you're so funny.
and Carol was FUNNY thla morning,
and I'm funny now, AID"
"Caroli' he echoed involuntarily.
She laughed at him, enjoying his dis
comnture with the sweet insolence Of
naughty juvenile; and It was note
worthy that her arraignment Of War
Ing stopped short at this point
II know something about you'll" she
tainted wickedly.
"what do you know. bright childr
he demanded, red to the temples.
II known Her tone was singing.
80 do you'll Look at the man blush
Why. you guilty thingi Why. you red
geraniumw
He sat down beside her, staring at
her vivid. flower-like face M
angela, you little demon, stop
Laughing ut mel"
II was fresh incentive; she only bub-
bIsd the more.
n teid you I'd laugh at you soas