Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1936-04-23
CHAPTER I-Continued

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"Twin Bays Golf Club" replied the
gentleman. Its only about three miles
up this road"
WELL" the Duke suggested, III
you're In a hurry, why don't you let
me take you there? Then Evans and
! can c0me back, and have another
try at this. If Evans can't do any
thing, I'll send a mechanic from the
village"
"That's very kind Of you, but I've
a better idea. You say you're hun
cry, too. Why don't you lunch with
US, and leave your man to do the
rest?"
SWELL" said the Duke. Evans,
drive us to the Twin Bays Golf Club,
and then come back to this job"
"You know what to do, Bates" he
continued to his man. Come on
let's get I'M"
Barry turned round to look for the
girl In the green dress. She was whis-
pering to Evans, the other side Of the
stalled car.
AS they strolled up the road:
You're Mr.. Ridder. aren't your" the
girl asked.
And before Barry could reply. she
went on: Your man told me. ]
thought l recognized the car"
John Riders son !" exclaimed the
white-haired gentleman. well, I an
surprised SO you've made 1t up with
your father. have you? You must have
heard him speak Of me. I'm Judge
H~ambidge."
For a moment. Barry considered dis.
claiming his bogus identity. But what
was the use? He could see Evans
listening ears through the half-oper
window between them and the drivers
seat, and he wanted to get to Mon
tauk Point.
mot Judge Curtis Hambidge?" he
said, emitting to add that he had seer
the name In yesterdays newspaper.
'The same" replied the Judge
"YOur father and l are-well, we've
known each other since he came dowr
to Southampton, three years ago. Thi,
is my daughter, Patricia. Pat, fol-
short, though 1t takes courage to cal
her that"
He laughed.
Patricia looked straight ahead.
where is your father7
ION his way to Bad Nauheim."
THAT heart OF his, Ell? Away!
told him 1t would cut up again som,
day" He leaned forward, and wount
up the window behind Evans ears
"Well, I'm glad you two got together
at last. It's been killing your mother
She spoke to me about it-privately
Pat and I are the only people In South
ampton who know that John Rider!
got a son. He wouldn't mention II
and wouldn't let anyone else mentor
1t. ! tried. 4 couldn't act that wa,
to q boy Of mine l said; mo matter
what he did. Flat on his uppers
somewhere in Florida, and you In /,
big empty house or Long Island
l suppose you're going to spend tn,
season here, now"
Il don't know-yet," answered tn,
Duke.
well, I would. This is your chance
Make good, and the old manll b,
ashamed Of himself when he come
back. Haven't got a job, anywhere
have you?"
"Tll bet he dances wonderfully.
said the girl.
She had been taking him In, out O
the corner Of her eye, and now sh,
paid him this compliment with a ouie
scorn that was as subtle as her per
fume.
Il had a job a few months ago,
observed the Duke.
What happened?"-with a disarm
ing smile. did they want you t,
work.
You're being very rude, my DEAR
he Judge admonlshed. 1.-THE trutl
Is that Patrlcia's rather fed-up on GU
young men. And she's heard a few
pretty wild stories about you"
They had reached the club now.
Get Judge Hambidge's car run
ming" the Duke instructed Evans
land then you and Bates get some
thing to eat, and bring both cars bacl
here"
Not later than two O'clock" sal,
the Judge.
A moment a%fterward, he was writ
Ing John Clarke Ridder. Jr., In thu
guest-book.
You've got me all wrong" Barr,
told the girl In the green dress. I'm
not exactly a rich mans son."
Nor said the girl. That's nice !!
She was rude. And extremely beat
iful. "Hard-boiled," thought tn,