New Britain herald., 1924-02-23
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY

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 pressed. I am almost without re- sources.
 "That nowise troubled you whiles you ate and drank of the best my
 house could offer. Yours is a tale that has been told afore by many q pitiful rogue . ."
 Mrs. Quinn" he thundered. But she went on. undaunted, joy ing to deal q wound to the pride of this man who had lacerated her pride so terribly.
 ". and there's a way to deal wi rogues. If you gives me trouble I'll ha' the constable to you, and maybe there'll be more than a matter of this score 10 settle then. So my advice to you is that you pay your bill without whimperings that won't move me no more than they'll move tiat wooden table"
 Mrs. Quinn" he answered as steadily as he could. q have sold my gear that I might pay my debt to you. Yet even so this debt exceeds the amount of my resources"
 ''"'' sc"i 6Nut, udNt yOut SHt uttered laugh that was like cough
 Sold the fine clothes you'd bought to impose upon them at Whitehall, you mean. But you've not sold everything. There's that jewel a-fiaunting in your ear that alone would pay my score twice over"
 He started, and put hand to the ear-ring--that ruby given 10 him as keepsake by the lovely, unknown rcyalist boy whose life he had saved on the night after Worcester fight some fifteen years ago. The old su- perstitions that his fancy had woven about it had placed it outside his realizable assets. Even now, in this desperate pass, when reminded of its value. the notion of selling it was rec pugnant to him. And yet perhaps it was against this very dreadful need. perhaps it was that he might save his neck-for she made 1t clear to him that nothing less was now at stake--that in all these years he had hugged that jewel against every blow of fortune
 His head dropped.
 '1 thank you for the reminder. ItI {. shall be sold at once. Your score shall be paid today. I II am sorry that, that r. Oh, no 
 He flung out upon the business or finding a Jew who practiced the of jewels into gold.
 CHATTER MI.
 BuclinRliam's Heroics
 Miss Sylvia Farquarson occupied very pleasant lodgings in Salisbury Court, procured for her by Betterton, who himself lived in house opposite. | AIhl it was in the doorway of Better | tons house that sine first beheld the 1 volfish face or Bates.
 This happened on that same morn- Ing of Colonel Holes disappointment | lt the hands Of Albeinarle.
 Miss Farquharson was in need of 1 certain dress materials which, she | had been informed. were to be pro- ,ured at certain mercer's in Cheap | 'ide. On this errand she came forth [ n the early afternoon of that day. ind entered the sedan-chair that lwaited her at her door. As the l .hairmen took up their burden it was hat. looking from the unglazed win low on her left across toward the 'ouse of her friend Betterton, she 'eheld that sly evil face protruded rom the shadows Of the doorway as f to spy upon her.
 It took her a full half-hour to reach Ter mercer's at the sign Of the Silver ingel in Chespside. for the chairmen moved slowly.
 When at last her chair was set lown at the door of the Silver Angel. he stepped out and passed in upon . business over which no woman iurries.
 It may be well that Master Bates rho had come sinking after that hair with three tough buIiies fol- owing at a still greater distance vas something of judge of feminine lature. and SO came to the conclusion hat if would perhaps be the best art Of an hour before Miss Far uharson emerged again. He had cted the little crowd about the steps ( Paui's. he had heard the burden of he preachers message. and those licked wits Of his had perceived herC
 stage very opportunely set for inc asty little comedy which he vas to ontrive on His Grace Of Bueking- sm's behalf It remained 10 bring he chief actor--the Duke himself [ once within reasonable distance Of 1e scene. Master Bates slipped like a shadow [ sto porch. produced q pencil and iblets. and set himself laborfously to sraE1 three or four lines. He folded Is note. as one Of the buliies, sum [ toned by an unostentatious signal, z yined him there in that doorway. With the note Bates slipped a rown Into the mans hand.
 This at speed to his grace" lie tapped. Take coach. man. and Iake haste. Hasts.''
 Miss Farquharson made no haste. n hour passed, and the half of .eond. before she came forth al last, 'liowed i,y tho mercer. laden with ! aroets. which. together with herself. gre packed into the chair The I took up. and. whilst tho { ifrccr bo-red himself double in ob- !