Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1920-11-04

your mind what people are, and tell
ing them what to do, and all. You
want to regulate the universe"
still thinking about that girl"
said Jack. will you please tell me
what Mr.. BIS giving me the slip has
got to do with herr"
I'm just telling you you don't
know everything" said Bobo with a
superior air.
1t was too much. Jacks patience
snapped suddenly. you fool. Your
talk has as much sense as barnyard
cackle. Is it my fault that you lost
your head over an advanturess? This
is the thanks l get for trying TO save
you'll For Heavens sake, so and
| marry her and be damned to you!
But stop grousing about it to me-"
He went out slamming the door,
and leaving a muchscared Bobo be-
hind him. Passing thru the suite, he
crossed to Gydes old rooms, and let
himself thru the vault into his room
in kate's house. There was a great
change in his room. Under the pres
ent regime it was a model of neat
ness and comfort.
Here Jack lit his pipe and flung
himself down, and measure of
peace returned to him. There was
comfort in the silence, and in the
thought of the locks that secured him
from the chatter of fools.
'"Th,s old boy wasn't so far wrong
when he built himself a refuge like
this" he thought.
But by and by when the fragrant
smoke had steadied his nerves, he
began to tire of solitude. To par
ticulaIize. he desired the society of
a certain person. to wit: the mis-
tress of the house.
In order to see her it was neces-
sary for him to assume the Pitman
make-up. Much against hts will
he was thinking of putting Mr.. Pit
man cut of the way now, he arrayed
himself in that character, and sailed
forth in search Of Kate.
He found her in her own sunny
sittins-room on the floor above. The
old -fashioned mother was there too.
Mrs. Storer was not in the secret OF
Jacks disguise. She considered Mr..
Pltman rather a common fellow, but
was always polite. Now after few
minutes small conversation, she rec
objected an errand in her we'll train.
ed way and left the room.
Kate was sewing. The needle be-
came her better than the typewriter
AS mistress of a house she seemed
to have discovered her true vocation.
It may be mentioned in passing that
this establishment was success,
and was already paying it's way.
We don't see much of you now"
said Kate.
IT'S not from not wanting to on my
part" he said, watching her dream
lily. "But a twenty four hour day
scarcely gives you time enough to
play one part, let alone two or three"
The sunlight behind her was max
Ing a little halo in the edges of her
dark hair, and he scarcely knew
what his tongue was saying.
How are things going?" she
asked.
The consciousness of defeat still
rankled in Jacks breast; he felt 9.
very natural desire to shine. in some.
body's eyes, so he said carelessly:
My net is closing around the OLD
man. He can't. escape me now. TN
gather him in, when my case is COM,
plete.'
"Fine!" said Kate.
But Jack could not be sure there
was not faint ring Of irony in her
voice. He never could be sure Of
Kate.
"All my lines are working WELL"
he went on. II had glimpse of the
old man to-day but thought 1t was
better to let him go for awhile. I'm
not sure of being able to convict
him."
This morning when you left this
house believe you were followed"
said Kate.
Jack was not going to admit just
then there was anything he had ov-
erlooked. ooh, !. think not"
well, noticed a man standing
at the corner looking at this house.
His hat was pulled down over his
eyes. AS soon as you went out he
disappeared"
IT take precautions against being
trailed," said Jack.
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