The Ely miner., 1931-02-13
The Handsome Man
by Margaret 7HrnbuH

of emotion this last hour had brought
to him. Snap out of it, Bonnie Dun
dee! Bonaventura has given you away
to the girl. He's making a good
speech. too. Sit up like man and let
Roberta pin your medals on"
Sir George raised himself up, hut
only to grasp Ray by the shoulder.
"Give me the payroll receipts and this
car and you can ride back with Miss
Macbeth"
Good Lordl Wait a minutei" Ray
protested as he fumbled for the re-
ceipts. "What'n / tell Roberta?
Tell her I've gone. That will sat
isfy her. She isn't in the least con-
cerned about me-"
Ray regarded, him curiously, shaking
his head. What's the big idea, leav-
ing me to face the music and Roberta
Macbeth alone?"
Il wouldn't do II, old fellow, IL |
didn't know you liked her"
Don't your"
Sir Georges face changed in a
curious way. Like her! Ny dear
fellow, she's the only thing / don't
like In all America"
why, / thought you were nuts
about her. It's been even betting IN
the Office that that's why you came
over"
what"
ITO cop MacBeth's daughter and
her pile"
Ray saw what he had done then.
Sir Georges face whitened so that
involuntarily Ray reached out hand.
Say"
His companion failed to see the
hand. did you think so, too?' he
asked hoarsely.
Raw hesitated. "Well, personally,
didn't think you were after the money"
7 wouldn't ask Miss Macbeth to
marry me If Sandisbrae were in
ruins and | hadn't penny to buy
myself food"
THAT point being clear and under
stood" said Roberta, who unnoticed
had left her car with Bonaventura
and walked up behind Ray, you stay
in that car and go home while Ray
rides with me. Fathers heard from
New York. The New York car was
held up on the Jersey meadows.
There was a running fight. One Of
the car crew was hurt On your
way" with a surprisingly friendly
smile.
Sir George wished a thousand times
on the ride home that he had held
his tongue. While it was just as well
that the girl knew how he felt, he
would have preferred that 1t had not
been expressed to her quite so crudely
and she had taken 1t in a decidedly
sporting spirit. Yet the fact re-
mained that il was relief to have
il clearly understood between them
that there was no thought Of her or
her fortune in his mind.
Curiously enough, now that he had
publicly relinQuished her, Roberta's
bright head seemed TO gleam like lost
gold, and he found himself wishing
that he were Ray, care free and fancy
free and able TO enjoy ride In the
soft dusk with a girl, whether she
had millions or not. Only, he as
sured himself, that girl would never
in his case be Roberta Macbeth.
There were several things Roberta
would have to explain before he had
any confidence at all in her.
The poverty-stricken heir Of the
Sandisbrae title and lands stretched
himself behind the wheel and yawned.
He was tired. After all, it had been
a bit of day. II was jolly lucky for
him that things had turned out as
they had.
A shout from a motor cycle made
him bring his car to sudden stop.
"Mr. MacBeth's secretaryT
Yes" Sir George, automatically
reacting to the excitement Of the day,
put a hand on his pistol pocket, until
he saw the man wore a policeman's
uniform.
Tell Mr.. Macbeth, will you, that
the men in the motor launch left it
halfway down the canal and got away
in a fast car, but we're on their trail"
Thank you, officer. Hope they get
the beggars.'
"Sure wen get them. It's only q
question Of time"
TTO RE NONTINIJEDl