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give up his rooms. The Texan was
bcwildered: he could not understand
the reason for such a request.
Amt paid my bils?" he
quericd.
The manager assured him that he
had; he was profoundly regretful,
as matter of fact but it so hap
pened that the Briskow suite had
been reserved early in the season,
and the party who made the rcserva-
ton had just wired that he was ar
irving that day. .ic wa gentle
unfOrtunate-the management aG
prcciated Mr.. Briskow's patronage
they hoped he and his family woGld
return to the Notch sometime.
"Mebbe you got some other rooms
that would do u.s." Gus ventured.
1t was too bad, but the hotel was
ovcrcrowded Later, perhaps
Now at that very moment the
lobby was filled with tournament
golfers who were leaving ON Che
morning train, and Briskow knew it.
He studied the speaker with an OK
preston that caused the latter cf-
tremc discomfort; it was much thP
same expression he had worn the
night before when he had served
warning upon Delamater.
1t was with heavy heart and
heavy tread that Briskow returned
4 I, NJ, AnDl,
ment like death blow, for it meant
the end of all her dreams, all her
joyous games of "pretend.' Her
mountains-th clean, green,
friendly mountains that she loved
with Il passion so intense that she
fairly ached-thosc and her caves,
her waterfalls, her gypsy band, were
to I've taken from her. She was to be
banishcd, cxiled.
AS for Allie, she told herself that
this was the end. She had tried to
make something of her self and had
failed. She had crucified herself
she had blcd her body and sc6urgrd
her soul only to gain ridicule and
disgrace. There was no use of try
ing further: Gray had been mistaken
in her. and her misery. her shame
at the realization was intolcrablc.
There was no facing him, after this.
Allie decided to do away with hy~.
self.
CHAPTER XIV
A Friend i'm Need
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cashiers desk for his bill when the
hustle of incoming guests told
him that the morning train
had arrived. Probably it had
brought that gentleman of impor-
lance" to whom the manager had re-
fcrred.
Briskow's chain of thought was
broken by slap on the back that
nearly drove him through the
cashiers window; then by loud
CHEEKY greeting. The next moment
he found himself actually embraced
by-Gus could not believe his eyes
by Calvin Gray!
Gus! You precious pirate! My,
but I'm glad to see you! Ma and Allie
are well, ! know; they couldn't be
otho rwisc hel< Great place, isn't it?
Nothing in this country or Europe
that compares with it, and I've sent
dozens of my friends here. came
north on business and couldn't bear
to go back without seeing YOU.
Come! Give me a welcome, for I've
travelled across three states to ret
here"
The two stood hand in hand GRAY
beamed approvingly. Gus too, was
smiling. but earnestly he said, am
right glad to see you, Mr.. Gray for.
we're in trouble"
In greater detail Brskow nllde
known the facts. When he had fin
ished his hating recital Calvin
Gray's face was flushed with anger,
there was a dark frown between his
eyes.
"We'll see!" he muttered. "Wait
here>-or 60 back and tell Ma to 49,
mence unpacking." Then he Vas
gone.
For perhaps ten minutes Gus wait
ed ncrvously; he was amazed finally
to see Gray approaching arm in arm
with the manager; both were laugh
ing. the hotel mans face was radiant
with good humor. To the departing
guest he said, genially:
you are not going to leave us,
after all, Mr.. Briskow. On the con-
trary we are going to keep you at
the Notch as long as you'll STAY
Stupid misunderstanding on my
part, and / apologize I'm going I'd
ask you to move but into better
suite-the very best one we have.
And the rate will le me same. Come!
What do you say?"
"Dunno's l want to stay at ALL"
Gus murmured. angrily. 1--WE amt
no better n we was half hour
ago"
ITO be sure, but I've made you
better known" said Gray. "You
| are too shy; you didn't afford my
friend here the pleasure of making
your acquaintance, and l had to tell
him the sort of person you really are.
Serves you right Gus, for being so
exclusive. Cad! think I'll give you
q few lessons in democracy. M
then, come along! I'm dying to q b
Ma"
AS the fathe- trotted down the
hall beside his swiftly striding de-
liverer he gasped. "How'd you do
it," re-
! Continued in Our Next Issuc}
II A THOUGHT