Indiana daily times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1914-1922, 1921-08-18
CHAPTER TX.
What Are You Going to Do
With Me?

Nothard looked at his reflection in the
glass above the mantleshelf and was sur
prised at his pallor. The man Wheeler
had been nothing to him, but his death
/ had, nevertheless, come as a great shock.
He knew that Ninette's words were true,
too:
You've got so much; you're so rich.
/ It wouldn't hui you to spare a little for
US"
He wanted to say something to her;
to tell her that he was sorry, to tell her
that he would look after her for the fu-
ture, and do everything in his power,
but her set face checked him. 1t was
relief when Mrs. Gay came tapping at
the door.
The young lady's bedroom is quite
ready, sir" Ninette looked up at him.
Does she mean me?' she asked help
lessly
Nothard nodded; he could not trust
himself 10 speak.
Ninette rose at once; as she passed him
she hesitated, then stopped.
/ 1t was kind Of you to bring me away
from that house at any rate" she said.
! If l had had to stay there 7 should
have killed myself"
/ Poor child! And he threatened her
with the policei It was surprising how
he could ever have brought himself TO
be so brutal
/ Eighteen next birthday Nearly young
enough to be his daughter. And he
smiled cynically as he went back to the
mirror and looked again at his hand
some reflection.
/ Peter Notbard was eight ana forty /;
there were q few gray hairs above his
temples and faint lines at the corners Of
his eyes, but he had always considered
/ himself young man until this girl had
( hurled her youth at him. Il shall be Is
next birthday" 1t seemed another life
times that he had once been 49,
He sat down By the fire and stretched
IFS legs to the warmth. She could not
stay here, that was certain; he would
have 10 find home for her somewhere
or put her into a business. Yes, that.
would be the thing; so many girls went
into business nowadays and did well for
themselves He would do this for her
IS q sort OF amends He frowned at the
thought that had formed in his mind
Amends for what? What was it to do
with him that Josh Wheeler had died?
BE rose and paced the room restlessly
again. It was all nonsense, the events
Of the night had got on his nerves: to-
morrow be would see things differntIy;
tomorrow he would have a long talk
TO Ninette and tell her what be meant to
do for her.
He wished Mrs. Gay would come and
tell him what she thought about 1t all
When presently he went into the hall he
met her coming downstairs.
Il think that she's going to be very Ill,
Mr.. Nothard. sir" she saidi in her priim
way Il was just coming down to say
that 1 think we ought to send for doc
tor"
Nothard shrugged his shoulders and
walked to the telephone.
Whats the matter with herr" he asked
presently, turning away from the re-
ceiver
shes had 4 bad shock" she said
sympathetically. And not too stronog
herself, I should say"
And Mrs Gay was right, for before
morning Ninette was down with brain
fever.
The doctor, who had known Peter
Nothard for years, looked amused and
sympathetic
"Of course, we could move her to a
hospital he said obviously. But it
would be risky. very risky; and on
the other hand, if she stays here it may
mean long job-weeks, or even months"
Peter Nothard looked away, and
thought of Josh Wheeler, the quiet, IN
assuming ghost who had vanished from
his life forever.
Out Of his little John had managed to
provide for this girl; surely he, with all
his money
"She VIII stay. Of course" he said.
And I wish her to have every atten-
ton"
(To BE Continually