Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1920-04-03
CHAPTER XVI.

the night, turning over ana Over III
her mind the various aspects Oh 'ns
Cardigon Termination imhrogiio' W
ore thing she was quite cer'aih'
,,e,ce must be declared at all HAZARDS.
She realized that she had perii't'eu
mn,ters to go too far. a revuisior VI
feeling toward her uncle, inhuced oy
the memory Of Bryce Cardigan
blood on her white finger tips, con-
WINGED the girl that. at all haZarus
tn her financial future. <henceror'h
| she and her uncle must tread sep
arate paths. She had found MN ou'
Mt last. and because in her nature
there was some Of his own rxity or
purpose the resolution cost her no
particular pang.
She had been obsessed OF desire
rather unusual in her sex. to see
fight worth while: she had planned
20 permit it to go to a Knockout 10
use Bryce Cardigan's language. pc
cause she believed Bryce Cardigan
would be vanquished-and she hau
desired to see him smashed-but not
beyond repair. for her JOY IN the
conflict was to lie in the task or
putting the pieces together after
ward.
II was rather n relief. therefore
when the imperturbable James mana
eli her at breakfast the following
note:
SHIRLEY Dear:
after leaving YOU last night, de-
cided that in yonr present frame OF
mind my absence. for few days
might tend to a calmer and clearer
perception. on your part, of the nee.
essary tactics which in moment OF
dc speration saw fit to pur-
sue last night. And in the hope
that YOU will have attained your ola
attitude toward me before my re-
turn, am leaving in the motor Tor
San Francisco. Your terrible accusa-
ton has grieved me to such an ex1
tent that I do not feel equal to the
task of confronting you until In
more judicial frame Of mind. you
can truly absolve me of the charge
of wishing to do away with young
your affectionate
JUNGLE SETH
II Sbirleys lip curled. With a rarer.
keener intuition than she had hith-
erto manifested, she sensed the ny
pccrisy between the lines; she was
not deceived.
"He has gone to San Francisco for
more ammunition" she soliloquized.
Very well, unkie-dunk! While
you're away, I shall manufacture a
] few bombs myself"
After breakfast she left the house
and walked to the intersection of B
with Water street. Jules Rondeau
end his crew of lumberjacks were
| there, and with two policemen guard
ed the crossing.
Shirley looked from the woods
bully to the locomotive and back to
Rondeau.
"Rondeau." she said "Mr. Cardi-
gan is a bad man to fight. You
fought him once. Are you going to
do it again."
| He nodded.
| by whose orders?"
"Mr. Sexton, he tell me to do it."
well. Rondeau. some day I'll be
boss of Laguna Grande and there'il
| be no more fighting" she replied
and passed on down B street to the
office of the Cardigan Redwood Lum
Der company. Mora McTavisf
looked up as she entered
Where is he, dear?" Shirley asked
~ must see him"
I'm that office, Miss Shirley" MORA
replied and pointed to the door
Shirley stepped to the door, knocked
and then entered. Bryce Cardigan
(seated at his desk. looked up as she
came in. His left arm was in a sling
and he looked harassed and detected
Don't get up Bryce" she said as
he attempted to RISE II know you're
quite exhausted. You look it," She
sat down. I'm so sorry she said
softly.
His dull glance frightened. at
doesn't amount to that. Shirley" And
| he snapped his fingers. ut throbs a
little and it's stiff and sore, so car
ry 1t in the sling. That helps a little
What did you want to see me about ~
II wanted to tell you." said Shirley
1 "that-that last nights affair was
not Of my making" He smiled com
1 passionately. II couldn't bear to
have you think I'd break my word
and tell him."
i occurred To me InaJ you
had dealt me hand from the bot
tom of the deck, Shirley. Please
don't worry about it. Your uncle has
| had two private detectives watching
Ogilvy and me-"
! "Oh!" she breathed, much relieved
A ghost Of the old bantering smile
lighted her winsome features. well
then" she challenged, II suppose you
/ don't hate me-
| ION the contrary, I love you" he
answered. However, since you must
have known this for some time past
suppose 1t is superfluous to men
ton It. Moreover, haven't the right
yet"
She had cast her eyes down mod
estly. She raised them now and
looked at him searchingly. II sup
pose you'll acknowledge yourself
whipped at last, Bryce?" she ven
tured.
would It please you to have me
s,irrander ?" ne -es .'c::. serious serious 49,.
Indeed 1t would, Bryce. I'm tired
Of fighting. I want peace. Ym-Tm
afraid to let this matter 60 any fur
Their. I'm truly afraid"
II think I want peace. too" he an
swered. "I'd be glad to quit-with
honor. And I'll do It too; il you can
induce your uncle to give me the
kind OF logging contract r want with