Charlevoix county herald., 1921-03-25
(Continued)

Mr. Randolphs widely placed blue
eyes narrowed in an effort to examine
the proposition shrewdly from all
angles, and the light of hope was just
beginning to dawn across the trouble
in his honest face when there came
a sharp knock on the door, followed
promptly by the rattle of the loose
knob and the unceremoniOus entry
of one birdlike, bald-headed, dapper
corporation lawyer and two corpulent
gum-shoe plain-clothes men.
t"Yere Wot the" exclaimed the
outraged Mr.. 'Shaughnessy.
The legal light paid him no heed and
advanced on the fast-wilting SHIN Her.
vey with outstretched hand.
Robert |" he cried beamingly. my
dear boy, I'm glad to see you!"
Don't take the glad hand, SLIM"
warned Mr.. -O'Shaughnessy. "The lit
tie runt may be tryin' to serve papers
on yer. Now, gents, show yer war
rant er I'll, call the boys an you take
the consequences"
II guess It's all right, Tourke," said
Slim weakly. "They aren't going to
pull me, exactly"
II don't care whether they think
they're goin' to pinch you er not" re-
marked Mr.. O'Shaughnessy, fixing
malignant eyes on the two heavy
flanking forces of the small lawyer.
II never did like the smell of fat"
Suddenly he roared Hey Boys :"
The two bulls, strayed into inhos-
pitable pastures, turned, stepped cat
footed to the door, and took the flight
Of steps In three. They cannot be
blamed, for they had recognized in Mr..
O'Shaughnessy the man who had once
been arrested for pushing over with
one hand Ford that had crowded
him.
"Now, Robert" said the legal per-
sonage, apparently quite oblivious of
the desertion of his supports, II just
want to talk with you. May l sit
DOWN. ~
Certainly, Mr., Milyuns," said Rob-
ert, alphabetically.
Excuse me-" murmured Mr..
O'Shaughnessy. Did !, or didn't
get the name correct"
II beg your pardon, Tourke," said
Robert, "Mr: Borden Milyuns; Mr..
Tourke O'Shaughnessy." He pro-
nounced it "O'Shockenssy," to the de-
light of the owners ears, long unac-
customed to the correct intonation of
the exotic patronymic.
II did hear correct" said Mr..
O'Shaughnessy as he rose and tip
toed from the room. 81 leave you
gents to your family affairs" he add
ed from the door, his eyes drinking
last view of the brain king he had
dared to call a runt.
During the next half-hour, Mr.. Mil
yuns delivered himself Of an assorted
lot Of special pleading that he could
have sold on the market almost any
day for fifty thousand dollars, but the
sole Judge and object Of his efforts
still sat swinging one putteed leg in
midair, as though tanning aside the
valuable streams of golden words, and
continued putting at one cigarette af-
ter another, each lighted from the
butt Of its predecessor.
'It's no use, Mr.. Milyuns," said Rob-
ert, at last. 1.-THE truth is, and you
know 1t, that q meeting between my
self and Pam-Mlss Thornton, at the
present time and under the exception
al conditions, could only bring about
complications beyond the capability of
any one Of us to handle. Her pro-
posal that she divide her income with
me is so absurd that / am amazed at
your imper-at your hardihood in
even mentioning It."
Mr.. Mnyuns wiped his brow for the
first time in many years.
II don't mind you calling me 'imper-
tinent,' Robert" he said meekly.
Gall me anything you please. Only"
and his voice rose gradually to a
surprising volumeL"1on't forget that
promised one of the dearest, most
unspoiled, lovable, and wholly ador-
able young persons that it's ever been
my privilege to assure OF the impOs-
sible that I would bring you to her,
and, by the holy mackerel, 1 will-if
have to hold you by one ear with
my teeth"
Mr.. Randolph took his latest ciga-
rette from his mouth during this strict
ly illegal peroratlon, and allowed his
lips to spread into broad smile.
"Mr. Milyuns," he said, 81 always
did like you; now I've got a deeper
feeling. They call 1t love. I admit
tci the human end of you that the
only thing that keeps. me from rush.
ling straight away to call on the lady
you have so accurately described Is the
fact that / haven't money and she
has"
"But what about the job 1 offered
your interjected Mr.. Milyuns.
II was coming to that" said Mr..
Randolph. I'm not keen on charity
from you any more than from Miss
Thornton, sbut-more than. that
wouldn't bury myself in your stuffy
old skyscraper at any cash price
known to man. In the first place, you
belong to the most unoriginal Of all pro-