Mountain Home Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1915-1946, 1922-09-22
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back"
"She won't. And if she did, and
went down on her knees to him, he
wouldn't look at her"
"What do you mean?" asked Kitty
breathlessly.
Bowyer leaned forward again and
whispered In her ear. Kitty was as
pale as death. How'll that do for
your" he asked triumphantly.
Kitty rose, trembling. "Pll stick to
my word" she said. "But you're the
lowest cur I've ever known, Tom
Bowyer, and l hope-I hope some
body flags you-fays the skin off you
before you've run your course"
'I'll take my chance of that" 4
grinned Bowyer. as he rose.
Kitty sank back in her. chair, her
hands over her face. OF a sudden the
abysmal depths of sin had opened be-
after him and call him back But she
could not stir. 1t was some time be-
bore she forced herself to rise. She |
went to the window. She guessed that /
Bowyer was going to the bank. He |
would return that way, and she could
call him in and tell him that she had /
changed her mind.
Suddenly she started back behind |
the curtains. Wilton was passing on
the other side of the road He held
his head high, yet he walked like
man who was broken.
Kitty watched him go by. Her heart
was full of pity for him, for his quix-
otto dreams, his foolish faithfulness to
Joe. The picture that Bowyer had
limned of Molly faded from her mind
under the brighter glow that came
into it.
Like Wilton, Bowyer had business
to transact with Phayre. He went
to the bank; it was after hours, but
he knew Phayre would be there, await
ing him.
"Carruthers is in town." said the
bank president.
"He is, eh?" asked Bowyer, darting
a keen glance at him. ''When did he
get in?"
Day before yesterday. He was
subpoenaed on that case"
"Thats so, of course said Bowyer.
"What did they get?"
"Six months apiece"
mo new light on the murder of our
Nothing. Quain didn't go into that
phase of the affair at all. He'd ques
toned them, and couldn't prove any
thing"
Bowyer fell into a brown study for
a few moments.
"Carruthers been here YETI" he In
Iuired presently.
mot yet. He's trying to raise a cool
in town. guess he's been
to the last likely place by now. So
he'll be here tomorrow to renew the
oan."
you'll renew, of course" said
Bowyer. Excellent wheat lands
Fine investment for your bank, the
Iissatibil BY the way, you hit 1t
strong with that cartoon !"
They both laughed, first at the car
Don, then at Bowyer's raillery.
"No more trouble with Clark" asked
3owyer.
mot at present. 1 guess that extra
wo hundred squared him. He's a S
dangerous customer to handle, though
md absolutely Indispensable for job
Ike we had to handle. A first-class
nan at his trade, cool as cucumber,
nd looking like a gentleman. You'll
ind it hard to beat that combination.
lie could have had more than the two
hundred he held me up for"
"He's certainly worth it," admitted
Iowyer "What'l you do with him
ext year,"
''Why, he seems to like the work
ere" answered Phayre, laughing. I'll
eep him on, under my eye-at re-
uced salary"
They both chuckled over that, but
owyer grew serious quickly. well,
We fixed Kitty Bostock," he said.
Lord. it's a cinch handling that type
{ woman. Once they fancy some
articular man, they'll go through hill
get him"
you've told her you'll buy her shares
par" he said. "You haven't COM
tilted yourself irrevocably to that?"
Bower threw his head back and
nitted one of his short laughs. ''Well,
may change my mind" he said. 1T J
MT in writing"
Suppose she raises Cain?"
"She can't She's in too deep. She
,esn't know how deep"
Phayre laughed again. but neryously.
never cared much for this business, ri
owyer," he said. "If Joe Bostock
ldn't died as he did I'd never have
It mixed up with it. But that gave tn
our chance. 1t was a very lucky cl,
cident. If we weren't committed be- eli
md recovery, I'd pull out even now" be
"Pun out?" echoed the other. How be
e devil can we pull out? The tricks or
me-" tn
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