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to answer it, almost stumbling in
her eagerness. But it was only Mrs.
Ruyther, anxious about Dirk.
He hasn't come in yet. and I'm
nearly frantic! Is he there, by any
chance?"
Hes not here. but I'm sure it's
all right" Mary told her. "He-he
had some business that couldn't
wait"
Well" Mrs. Ruyther expelled an
outraged breath. 1T must have been
pressing!" Mary began to antici-
pate what it would be like to be
married to an only child.
Dirk had gone Immediately to
look for Eddie, then. Crazy, lovable
Dirk-he'd be dead for sleep But
he knew what would still her wor-
ry, and had gone straight after it
at once.
THERE were papers Of Mrs. Jupi-
Il ter's to be gone over. Mary,
sorting them as she turned them
over to her future father-in-law's
inspection, met his solicitous glance
with wan smile.
Bad business, my child, bad
business" ne said, shaking his
head. What are you here for?
Why don't you and that boy of
mine take the car, and go away for
the day? They'll be putting your
picture in the paper next"
Mary knew his objection to that
was more on his wife's account than
his own.
They have already" she smiled.
Didn't you see that angelic pose
Of me in all the afternoon papers
yesterday"
What's that? My God, we must
keep you out of thisl" His alarm
shocked her. She fastened to re-
mind him that the pictures in ques-
ton had been captioned, ITO Marry
Rising Young BarriSter in May"
"Oh, oh. That's different" His
relief was profound.
But the incident unnerved her.
More than ever she knew that Sc
crecy was necessary-that she must
be on her guard.
Mrs. Ruyther never had been too
cordial to her. A daughter-in law
without penny's dowry was no
catch for Dirk. No doubt she had
thought it all settled that it was to
be Cornelia; had accustomed her
self to the thought of what Cor
nelia's money, Cornelia's connec-
tlons, could do for her sons career.
Dirk himself had admitted that
he always expected to marry Cor
nella some day. The RuytherS were
not rich. Ruyther & Ruyther were
an old firm, and we'll established,
but they were not fashionable, or
money-makers.
Stephen Ruyther was conserva-
tive; he held what he had and
risked nothing, after the solid man
ner of the Dutch. Mary loved him
for it, for he was very like Dirk.
Mr.. Jupiter sat crouched over the
library table, his arms outfung
upon it, staring at the papers Ruy
Their Shuffled in his hands.
Mary, my DEAR" he said, coming
out OF his daze long enough to
notice her, lis Kane still about.
have you noticed? Is there any,
thing new?"
The distress in her face answered
him; he looked ill. Suddenly he
brushed the papers out of the law
yer's hands reckIessly.
Put them up! Put them up! We
won't bother with them. Ruyther.
do you realize it's been hours, now.
and there's nothing-nothing!"
He lifted his doubled fists and
shook them toward the ceiling. his
face working with grief. Then he
seemed to collapse into his chair.
and sat breathing heavily. One fist
beat the table slowly; the knuckles
were white and tense.
Till that man is found, I've got
something to live for" he ierked
out. IN never rest till I meet
MIN, If it takes the rest of my life
and every nickel I've got!'
Outside in the hall, the telephone
rang.