The Daily Alaska empire., 1933-03-03

Guilty, my lord!"
 T adore you for amusing me so,' gasped Mark Yes, I really am laughing, Armitage, not just doing what I can to add to the general discomfiture. Leila, the little pro- vincial -crasher, getting her fingers into the till! And now she and her dear papa will have to economize.
 "Supposing Miss Cane is allow ed to give us her point of view?r broke in Poole, his face still to the fire. :.
 Armitage saw Leila's hard face quiver.
 Tt isn't at all heroic one" she said slowly. T thought I'd see if I could squeeze just few months fun even if it meant being as miserable a little cheat as my father. meant to own up at the end of your year, Farrell" | I'm sure I don't know what year you're talkin' about" sobbed Mrs. Lodely.
 She means choked Mark, "the year which Farrell has set aside for the buying of Barbara. I don't suggest with his money, naturally, but rather with his sterling worth, his granite will and so on.''
 What has my year got to do with it, Leila?".
 Again her slender shoulders mocked him.
 Barbara would have wanted her ,dowry then. presume, whenever she married! And now, unless anyone else wants to sling mud at me, I'll go and tell father our little game is up"
 Through the uproar that fol- lowed, Armitage heard Leila ad- dress him.
 . Not fit to wipe Barbaras shoes am I Farrell? All the same, if she marries you, you'll have to admit that I had something to do with it. Even if it was only by a very little I opened her eyes"
 She was passing Farrell on her way to the door. Before his eyes her portrait hung for a second. He plunged his hand into his pock- ct and pulled out the emerald pendant. He tossed it into the curve of her arm and it slipped down into her palm
 Your fee" he said.
 The next second he would have given a fortune bigger than Bar bara's to take back action and words. He and Mark, two twisted ibullies, tormenting a hunted thing. 'Leilal" he muttered. But she went out of the room with her eyes upon the couch upon which Marks body lay motionless, while his face and his hands were twist ed with ecstasy.
 She had walked some way be- fore she realized that the man keeping pace with her was Ken neth Poole. Then
 Want anything?' she aske d without turning her head. Only to know where we're go- ing?"
 ITO the river"
 Then I suggest a taxi! It's some way to the river. And we had better keep it waiting until they've hauled us out again and taken our names and addresses" :"
 Its not me I'm going to throw in, Nor you. .. Why aren't you minding your own businessp I thought the one thing we've ever agreed about that we're each to mind our own business" You promised to have dinner with me-"
 Its hours too early for dinner"
 "If we go to dinner by way of the embrankment, it will fill in the time nicely. And you'll get up better appetite than you had for tea"
 T don't know how you can con- template dinner after the tea you ate"
 s"I can always contemplate din- ner, thank providence, even when I'm only halfway through break fast. Besides, didn't really enjoy my tea; I ate sixty percent of it from sheer habit Now all this money business is off our chests. we can go to a jolly little hole I know under the pavement in Fleet Street and do ourselves properly. After that a spot of vaudeville somewhere and a snack on the way home. Suit you?"
 Kenneth, you weren't surprised at what I'd done. Why weren't you?"
 q don't know quite. must have got it from your mind. Tele- pathy, I suppose. By jove, I must :. '