Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1920-08-26

81 shall not forget you. Good dayi"
| That afternoon at quarter past
FIVE. the Vinton limousine. having
crossed to East Boston by ferry, de-
posted its owner at the door of the
apartmenthouse containing Sylvia's
little flat. With scornfui aversion
Eliot surveyed the street and build
ing, then climbed the steps, pressed
the button labelled Alden, and
awaited admission with signs of
nervousness unusual to him.
/ In minute or two the door catch
clicked. With his every look betray
ing the most sovereign disdain of
such surroundings. Eliot mounted
two flights of stairs, found the door
of Sylvia's home. and rang ag,un.
The door opened, and he found him
ts-'f face to face with the woman
VII neNhe dntested more than he had
ever realized he could detest anything
on earth.
In the hallway the light from a
sash curtained window showed him
girl dressed In a plain black skirt and
white shirtwaist; a serious, quiet
looking girl, gray-eycd and honest of
look. with no adornment save little
/ silver chain, to which hung small
croTs-the same chain that Sylvia
had worn at the mission on the even
], Ing when Bradford had first seen her.
/ This girl was quite another type
| from what Eliot Ninton had expected
! to lind. The shipmaster noted some
! thing. of her direct gaze, her heavily
coiled hair and her unaffected sim
! plicity of manner as she smiled non
coinmittally at him.
! His hard heart unmoved, became
only more adamantine as he said:
Miss Alden. believe?
yes" she answered. Wont you
come in, Mr.. Vinton?"
Startled, he biinked at her. then
with unbending stiffness marched
into the little parlor. The stuffed
parrot seemed to eye rim wits CLASSY
disapprovai He shifted fris.a!y AS he
Hooked about him and saw n photo
graph of Bradford on top OF the
piano Then he laid his shiny nat on
the table beside a little pile of we'll
worn books, and queried'
] MAY l ask how you know my
name? Our dealings have so far been
| Indirect do not believe I have ever
| iittd ONtStSlOIi w iiiSSh YOU bSNSoittiS.
The girl smiled ,gain and stood
there with her hands Joined in front
of her as she replied:
'Oh, Bradford has told me so much
/ about you, for one thing. And then,
| too, I've rather been expecting you,
! you see."
"Expecting me? How so?'
/ why, it was inevitable that you
/ would come. I'm glad you're here. I'm
very. very willing to answer you
everything. Won't you sit down.
Thank you. no. My business With
you is brief. You understand, Of
course, that have positively forbid
den my son to continue his present
course Of action?"
/ YES"
And that shall entirely disinherit
| him if he persists in his Intentions?
/ That he will suffer ostracism and So
cial ruin?"
81 understand that you will disin-
herit him." she said calmly.
/. Eliot Vinton flushed slightly as she
ignored his threat OF social punish
ment
1 81 am not disposed to argue with
you, Miss Alden. / wish merely to
ask you to renounce an affair which
spells disaster for my son.
You love him, then, so much?" she
queried. her eyes seeming somehow
/ to penetrate him, to appraise and
judge him disquietingly.
! 81 do" answered Eliot, sensing a
certain discomfort in her presence
That's odd!'' she commented, as
| If half to her self."I can quite I'm
derstand that, feeling as you do about
my father and about me, you should
| try to persecute me and throw me out
of employment; but loving your son
/ as you say you do, I can not under
stand how you could have closed the
1 doors of his home against him and
driven him to-"
'"That will dol" interrupted the
shipmaster. Il am not here to be
questioned. analysed. or rebuked.
am here for one purpose, and one
alone
"Of course you mean by that"
"You understand perfectly well
what I mean. Miss Alden. am not
Iappealing to you in the name of his
mother and in my own name, but only
for Bradford's own sake. If you will
SlSS up duu iOICc tlllIl W dpdil-
don his mad folly. you can save him
from destruction. He can then return
to his home his prospects, and all
that life will mean to him In his
proper environment. I'll beg you, do
not drive me to extreme measures,
| but listen to reason before it is too
late!"
She turned. went to the window,
and stood looking out for moment
at the mean sordidness of the street
and at the limousine below, as If con-
trasting the actual with the potential.
The April sunlight of late afternoon,
level and red, haloed her with gold.
| Then. all at once. she faced the ship
master with the question:
Suppose l should? Suppose I gave
him up? The problem wouldn't be
| solved, even then. You would still
have to make him give me up--and
Bradford would never. never do
| that"
THAT remains to be seen" answer
1 ed Vinton in a hard tone. II Suaran-
! tee to change his mind, if you will
withdraw you influence over him and
CO. operate with me for his own good"
Sylvia laughed that low pitched.
|quiet little laugh of hers.
Il doubt if you know Bradford as
well as l do" she replied.
Pardon me for declining to dis
cuss that question: said the ship
master. II repeat my request. What
| is more, 1 am willing to make you
certain offers of very material adj
vantage"
| "Offers?" she repeated after him,
frowning a little, with that straight
line between her broWs which al