The daily Alaskan., 1921-02-24
CHAPTER II.
he Master of the Dirty Mary.

Uriah Devon had steamed the length
 nf the lake. unchuring his boat as near Ithaca aS he dared. Even to his wife. Edith he had moi conddcd why he had brought her to town where yawning
 prison doors guped for her every pass , ing hour.
 'I wont go. Rah," Mrs. Devon had cried when hey husband had made the statement that he intended 10 visit , Ithaca. You couldn't get me near
 that place with a rope around my ! neck"
 But ihr very fact that she now sat
 on a small h.nch against the beat rail.
 gaz-ug wuul,ly at the water, proved
 that Uriuh Devon had contrived to have his way.
 Occasionally Mrs Devon lifted her head to li~Gau and turned her eyes to the west w1~r narrow path zig gagged ii- l.u-Jn up the hill Co the boulryard. Into her tortured soul
 had come belief since the night be- fore. that Tuny'S "Gluricst God,"
 wour1 send Ter man home.
 Suddrpty rhr sound of heavy foot
 steps in rhr ror,ss path brought her sharply arnnd. Al las, he was com ing. u:S nam she loved. perhaps drank. perhaps to neat her; but ney- erlhrIy>> he was cuuing, and thut was all she cared ahou. Uriuh Devon slowly walked up the gangplank in silence,
 "Whrrr you hrcu| the woman forced herself 10 say. But instead of replying. lac dcw9ndcd:
 "WErrr'S Tounfrc'?" "T duunu." was ,hr answer "A mln-
 ute ago she was over there not ten of your ir-> jumps from here {. Where you been alI this wceE?"
 He'd been pu a terrible SprcN, she drr.drf. Hr looked as if he had breu drunk tor days. That he had some thin. unusual on his mind. she knew.
 ant >hl knew, too 1t was about Ton niurl, fu. hadn't hc asked for the kid the wcLruJ he'd returned?
 ITS arnrt time We was doing things i.s." uc said. turning crimly. "Tyr wgifn@ u> long as l dared. Rege says Paul r"rl'clavon hasn't an inch Ircway before he's in his coliu.'"
 Mrs. pr,un's face grew deathly pale.
 "Wrac Go yon mean, honey?" she faltcruI
 "We live like rats in a holc," took up thr man, after pause, while If Tony Was made to du her part, wed he on easy street. That's what I mean. We've -ot to have money and lots of ir. Er-@fr's willing 10 marry the kid i f. you mind your business afterwNrd. | His aa~Iy.u' her 0in't sayin' hell stick to her. But We got to have poodle, and we can't c"t it only through her"
 "Ilr Shon't have CT" the woman said, with hard tones and flashing eyes. "IIuw many times we got to sny 1t over 10 yOu? Ic that's the why you've come tO Ithaca, you might as well turn the old scow north and go back again. He's a hum," she went on. "A dude and a fool and every thing else that's b0d. Hes a thief, , too."
 Devon laughed
 ESQ am l, EGe." said he. "So re you for that matter. If Reggie knew that Tony was Paul Pcndiehaven's kid, we wouldn't get one d-n cent of her money. He stitches from the Pendle- : havcuS and his mother because he i don't get cash enough other ways. A fcller's got to have Spcndln' money"
 "Prc,ty small pickiu's," sncered Edith Devon. "StcaIin' from folks d. most in the grave ain't my style. Reg gic's some Second-story man, that young duNer is."
 You sneaEcd paurs kid," taunted l Devon. "Ilc wouldn't he almost in his grave now if you'd kept your hands of'n Tony"
 | The woman turned on him savugely, i paying no heed to his words.
 "Get your blasted Reggie to steal enough for us all from the Pendleha-
 venS," she said. God knows they've
 got it and to spare. It's better'n handin' Tony over to i'm. He lives at PcnGlchaven's. don't he?"
 He won't do it," cut In Devon. 1 "Rcg=ie ain't got the nerve to burn his 1 fingers too deep. Paul Pcndelhaven'd
 send him up for that, if he caught ! him. My plan is to get Tony married
 to Rcge, and before the lids screwed down on Pendlehaven's face, shove
 the girl in between John Pendlehaven and his precious cousin, Reggle's
 mother. and then Rege and me gets TOny's money, see?" Edith shivered.
 q hear what you say" she nut
 tered, land I 'spOSe I'll do 1t If you
 promise not to let that pup hurt Tony when he gets her. .. Best let's wait
 another year before taikin' marriage
 to her, though"
 "NOthin' doin'," rasped the man.
 'TOny's almost a woman, and she's
 eatin' her head off. After she's mar | rinJ-u