The L'Anse sentinel., 1921-07-01


ly.. Graham, l doubt it-doubt 1t right
much"
The boss didn't seem to be much
scared up over the doubt. He just
smiled and scid we'd be likely to find
out what was In the wind, and that
before very iong. Then he spoke Of
Hatchs afternoon call at our offices,
and mentioned the fact that the Red
Tower president would probably try
again. later In the evening.
The major let the business matter
drop, and he was working his way
patiently. through the salad course
when he looked up to say:
"Was there anything In youh trip
to Strnthcona to warrant Sheila's lit
tie telegraphic dangeh signal. Gra-
hamT"
Nothing worth mentioning" said
the boss. without turning hair; do
ing It. as I made sure, because he
didn't want Mrs. Sheia to be mixed
up in the plotting business, even by
implication.
The major didn't press the inquiry
any farther, and when he spoke again
1t was of an entirely different matter.
away along In the beginning. some
body-I think II was John Chadwick
spoke of you as man with sawt
of observation-disclosures tempeh,
Graham: what have you done with
that tempeh In these heah latch
days?"
The boss smile was a good-natured
grin.
Temper is not always a matter Of
temperament, major. Sometimes II is
experience has been in the construc-
tion camps. where l have had to deal
with men In the raw. Just the same,
there have been moments within the
past six months when I have been
sorely tempted to burn the wires with
a few choice words of the short and
ugly variety and throw up my job"
(which. rs You may say, brings us
around to President Dunton.' put in
the old lawyer shrewdly. "Ife is still
opposing youh policies?"
up 70 few weeks ago he was
still bounding me to do something that
would boost the stock. regardless Of
what the something should be. or Of
It's effect upon the permanent value Of
the property"
"Did understand you to say that
ese-ah-suggestions from Dunton
had stopped?" the major inquired.
Temporarily. at least. I haven't
heard anything from New York--not
lately"
"Then Dunton's nephew hasn't made
himself known to you?"
"Collingwood? Hardly. I'm not in
Mr.. Howie Collingwoods set-which is
one of the things 4 have to be thank
full for. But this is news: didn't
know he was out here"
The news-giver bent his head grave
ly In confirmation of the fact.
"He's heah. I'm sorry to say, Gra-
ham. He has been heah quite some
little time, vibratin' round with the
Grigsbys and the Gannons and lot
mo- of the new-rich people up at the
capital"
and I could guess pretty well what he
was thinking. The presence of Presi-
dent Dunton's nephew In the West
might mean much or nothing. But
could imagine the boss was thinking
that his own single experience with
Collingwood was enough to make him
wish that the nephew Of Big Money
would stay where he belonged-among
the high-rollers and spenders of his
own set In the effete East.
II can't quite get the proper slant
on men of the Collingwood type" he
remarked, after the pause. "The only
time / ever saw him was on the night
before the directors meeting last
spring. He was here with his uncle's
party in the special train, and that
night at the Bullard he had been drink
| ing too much and made braying ass
of himself. I had to knock him silly
before could get him up to his room"
"You did that, Graham7--for a
strangeh?"
81 did 1t for the comfort of all con-
cerned. AS I say, he was making an
ass of himself"
There was another break, and then
the major looked up with a little
| frown.
"That was befo' you had met
SheilaY he asked, thoughtfully.
"why. no; not exactly. 1t was the
same night,-the night we all dropped
| or the Flyer and got left behind at
Sand Creek. You may remember that
we came In later on Mr.. Chadwick's g
| special"
The major made no reply to this.
and pretty soon the boss was on his
| feet and excuslng himself once more
on the after-dInner smoking stunt, say
| ing that he was obliged to 60 back to
| the office. The major got up and shook
hands with him as II he were bid
ding him good-by for a long journey,
~You are going down to keep that ap.
pointment with Misteh Rufus Hatch r
| he said. aYou take IN old mans ad.
vice. Graham. my boy, and keep youh
hand -figuratively speaking. Of cou'se
Ion youh gun. II runs In my mind
somehow. that you are going to be
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