The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1922-07-20

ert was trying TO obtain a pardon for
Hopkins. Several representative citi-
zens, among whom were two distln-
guished lawyers, had approached him
on the subject
"And that isn't ALL" he fumed. 81
started something else today, and he's
trying to block me-"
He jerked at his collar so violently
that the stlff linen tore with whln-
ing sound.
'D-n that thing" he exploded and
threw the ruined neckwear on the
floor. ~ won't stand any more inter
ference.
"If you don't want to bring Bob 10
terms" he went on, 81 Will That's
my word I've held my peace as long
as | can Good God, now, don't start
to cryl"
But In spite of his imperious com
mand, Evelyn had wept long after her
husbands heavy breathing told her
that he was asleep.
Next morning, walking Into the din
ing room wearily, she found her cou-
sin, Robert, standing near the window
his hands in his pockets. She went
straight to his side
"Bob," she breathed.
The young man turned upon her and
caught the hand she laid on his arm.
you've got to help me now, Eve"
he began, without other response to
her greeting ITS all very well for
Marc to take high hand in some
matters, but this thing he's planning
is brutal"
81 can't do anything with him."
cried the girl. "He told me about It
last night; and talked and talked TIL
I'm hoarse. Bob, why don't you go
away somewherer
Robert shook his head dsmally.
81 can't Eve, can't" he returned
81 know what Polly is, but she's young
and-and-"
He paused, brushed back his hair
and hurried on:
81 love her, that's all II Marc con-
tlnues in All, here he comes"
The door flung open, and MacKen-
zie strobe into the room. He came to
a halt at the Sight of his young wife
and her cousin.
"Whats up7" he exclaimed testify.
"Bob wants to talk to you, dear"
explained Evelyn, in a concillatory
tone. She had learned In the past
months that suppressing her own tenn
per was to travel along the lines OF
least resistance.
swell, have some breakfast" was
the ungraclous reply. "Sit down, both
of YOU"
'I've had my breakfast" answered
Robert. II waited to have word
with you, Marc, before you went into
town. l want to buy OF you at your
own price all the land the squatters
are on. That would relieve"
"Squatters again, ehi' came In
quick interruption. my dear Robert"
Mackenzie placed his fingers on the
back of his chair and watching his
wife, proceeded, 81 really dislike to be
abrupt In my own family and in your
house, but you know there is such a
thing as a man mlnding his own busl-
ness"
A deep flush rose to Perclvals
brow.
IL am minding my own business"
he shot back. "If It's your will to per-
secute a girl who's almost dead with
grief. It's mine to help her II l can.
This last thing you're trying to put
over Is abominable
In rough impatlence Marcus sat
down, Evelyn dropping into her place
opposite him.
From your interest one would think
you had more intimate reason than
just humanity, Robert" he sneered
broadly. "Ts that it2"
Into Evelyns pale face rushed a
mass of color, and she shrank back as
If she had received blow. AS quick
ly the flush receded, leaving her whittier
than before.
Robert came forward to the table.
you're perfectly right, Marc" he
confessed almost inaudibly. 81 do love
Polly Hopklns-I-I-"
Mackenzie interrupted him by ris-
ing to his feet, his handsome face suf-
fused with anger.
"Then It's time cleared her out"
he answered. "A squatter In the fam
lly-a thief-a liar"
Mrs. Mackenzie struggled to her
feet and began TO cry.
81 can't stand any more," she whlm.
pered, 81 simply can't, Marc. The way
you both quarrel over those people
gets on my nerves. You promised me,
Marcus, you wouldn't ever do II
again."
All the concentrated rage he had
gathered in the past few weeks burst
forth in vicious snap.
"Then tell your precious cousin to
keep his nose out of my affairs, my
dearl I'm perfectly capable of attend
ing to them. l don't wish to sell that
land. but do intend to get rid of that
tribe; and both Of you might just as