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V he«(l oftd a* if a .lammy hand had t *♦•••!» laid on it. Death waa at work. ■Where would he stop? In the dull white aisle of the corri dor hi* frenzy Rave place to 0 sense of bitter cold. A chill white nurse led 111m past doors and doors to a rooip where in a white b^d lay a chill white thing, a cylinder of cotton. Leila's face was almost Irvisible In bandagesher w hole b.ody crisscrossed and swuddled. She was an Egyptian princess mummied. For a moment her soul came out of the drug at his gasp of pity. It ran about Inside its cocoon trying to find a nerve to pull Of a muscle to signal to him outside. The mere lifting of her hand brought from her a moan of such woe as canceled all Bayard’s grievances against her. Once \ Bayard’s resentments and Jealousies were swept from his mipd, his old love came back throbbing and outrages the oluia forces of momen tum had wreaked on her with the fnry of a Mill Hikes trying tb beat a woman to death. . The .chauffeur*- and passengers of curs That--drew, *up In lengthening RUPERT HUGHES ke£p boxes at windows Ooprricbt bp H&rper * Brothers / le to Do, and Few Things Add More to the Appearance of a heuse. Bayard hung up the receive?, pushed the telephone away ns a bitter cup, and laughed sheepishly. “Great convenience, the telephone '■ Just lparned that I’ve dropped more money “than I ever hoped to huve. ‘For want of a nail the shoe was lost.’ Oh well, It saves me from spending it foolishly. But if I’d had five thousund dollars— My God! If I’d had five thousnnd dollars.” Daphne could think of pothlng more helpful to say than a casual, “How’s Leila?” CHAPTER XXIII—Continued. —16— Mrs. RomlJIy finished her wholesale •rde** and wheezed out like a grund •Id anromobfle of an early model ~ When they were alone the partners gazed at Daphne’s list and then at •ach other. “What on earth made you take it?” Mrs. Uhlvvls exclaimed. “You know we can’t fill It." “We’re going to fill it”. -But how?” - -Darned if I know, bift— Well, we’ll have .to get a*1ot of sewing-women In and sit up nights." “But the material. We can’t buy those things on credit,” ' -Then I’ll borrow cash and pay for Wetherell felt that Rhe had turned against him and he reached for the last of the wine to fling it down his throat. Leila grimly took it froih his fingers and emptied it in the ice bucket. “Chauffeurs and champagne are a bad combination,” she laughed, but there,wns a sneer on her lips. “Oh, very well!” Wetherell sneered in turn. He paid for the "dinner and tipped the waiter with the lavlshness of a bankrupt. He tipped lavishly the Those who can afford to spend the time and rrnmey need experience uo difficulty in having vjindow boxes well furnished with handsome plants throughout the—entire year, In' "win ter k hardy dwarf evergreens, such ns boxwood, young pines, spruce, arbor-. trail over the edge. In early spring various bulbous plants—tulips, crocus anil daffodils—are available. Double English daisies or pansies may also be used. There is, of course, no difficul ty whatever in obtaining plants to oc- mnn wb* guarded his car, and swung out Inte the road with 1 an instant speed boat would have been prettier If ther* had been less danger. Dupbne and Leila were good sports, but they were not . merry. Wetherell furbished all the merriment, and his waa from wine and despair. It was tM wine thnt brought out the truth. IS* hrfd to tell Daphne what he had 4 *jld Leila, ©f his misfortune with his •ally old govecnipcwt. He asked Daphne to explain to Bny- nrd how sorry he was that he was in* volved in the crash. “Your broth’ Bayard’s aw’fly nice feT. Miss Skip. He’s got nicest IIT wife In wort’. Perriy good IIT girl. Straight as a string—straight as they make ’em. No nonsense about HT LeU\ I Just love her—perTly hon- or’ble love. I’d do anything In wort* for Lell*—<or IIT Miss Daffy—or ©I’ broth* Bay’d. Tell him ’at, will you. like a goo* UT girl? Tell Bay* ’at. 'Don’t Hsk meF Bayard smiled "Tell me. What can I do for you, honey, before I go to take somenasty medicine from the president” “Nothing dear. I had to come down town on on errand, so I thought I’d run in and sny ‘hello.’” “Well, hello!” He kissed her and patted her back with doleful teuderness and she went out of his office Into the elevator. Its iron-barred door and* Its clanking rhnlns gave it a congenial prison fee ing. and the bottomless pit it dropped Into seemed even more appropriate the boxes during th*- summer. cupy ip There is a large number of plants that are suitable for window ami porch box gardening. Among then* may be found those' thnt will thrive in sunny, shaded or partly*! shaded places. Blunts for window boxes can be roughly grouped In three divisions trailers, plants of medium size for the second row and taller ones for the back row. There Is nothing hard and fast about these dlvislohs. In 3inntl boxes «t is advisable to dispense with the taller kinds, and sometimes an ex cellent effect cun be obtained by us ing one eweiety Alone.. Some of the petunias by themselves, because of their strong growth and sprawly hab it. furnish adeqtia'c height and at the same time trail sufficient!* to hide the front of the box. -Borrow where? You said you wouldn't trouble voyr brother.” — - Tin not responsible for what I have •aid or may sny. Besides, I don't mind going to Bayard, now that I can go with success. I’ll call on him In a business way and offer him Interest and all that. 1 guesa Mrs. Rorollly’s name is good enough collateral.” A11 unconscious of Daphne's affairs, Bayard was approaching hia office CHAPTER XXIV. Daphne wanted to run away from her thoughts and she walked for a mile or two up the deep ravine of Broadway. She dured not go back to Mr*. Chlvvls Just yet with her bad newa. She thought of aaklng Clay for a loan, She swept Ike appalling Idea from her brain with a puff of derision. Besides, he waa out of town. Baynrd hud said. Kite thotigiit of asklog Tom I Mian© f6r It. Hhe tried to blow that Idea from her mind, but It kept drift ing back like a bit of stubborn thistle down. Hhe could not outwalk It. At length she grew so desperate that she stopped at a telephone booth and brazenly railed up Ihiane's num ber. lie i ImaomI to b« at homo. When be heard her voice he cried: “oh D»rd. It’s good to hear you. King again, sing again, nightingale !” “I’m no nightingale. Tin a business woman, offering you an Investmeot.” Hhe told him the whole story. The name of M ra. Komilly made him whis tle. “Old Gorgon Zola.” he called her. and added. -You’re a made woman.- FRUIT TREES IN THE CITY wm-ur brought to a garage, lln. nodded cheer fully and said: -Not a bone- broken, young lady, and no Internal derangements that I can discover. A few burns, that's alt. and a big shock.” “Is Leila hurt much?- Daphne mumbled. “Hhe la hurt a trifle worse than you. But she’ll come round all right.” “I don’t believe you!” said Daphne. Daphne grew furious. Hhe felt now that she had Justified her presence here. Hhe hrtiMelli fast In her em brace .and commanded Wetherell. “Slow down at once! Do you bear? Hiow down this car I” Wetherell laughed t “Bless IIT heart. I’m goin* take you home. You're quite shafe with me—quite. Man that’s born to be hanged never drown or get automokttted—that’s good word au- toax(killed—eh. what?” They whippet) round a somber Jut In the road, and his searchlight painted Instantly In white outlines against the black world a wafronload of sleepy children returning from some village churrh affair. They were singing, drowsily, “Merrllce we ro-la-long-ro-la- long” • Daphne and Leila seemed to die at once. Wetherell groaned. “Oh, my God. the IIT chU'ren!” There waa nothing for WetherefTto <Jo but what he did. He spun his wheel and drove his thunderbolt loto an open concrete culvert. There was a He Was So Grateful, So Eager-to It Deceived That He Forgot Her s $taU and Clutcned Her Hand Hard ane Kissed It in Gratitude. iggeation That Would seem le Be Worthy of Serious Consideration by AutKorit ea •o drugged from Ms nun “Who la Bayard Y* ”My brother—her husband.” —Ah. the young man who waa— The other young mau was not your hus band. then?” Daphne shook her head. “Il4 Is no relation—a friend.”- “Perhaps we’d belter notify Bayard. What’s his last name? Has be a tele phone 7" x \ I >aphne muttered his name and num ber. Then her bend a ns lifted, a cap sule placed In her mouth, and a glass of water held to her lips. When she wns restored to her pillow n sedative waa within her to subdue the riot of her thoughts. Hhe wondered what Duane would think of her now.\ Hhe remembered the money she had asked him to lend her. It would be to the morning’s mall. But she would not be there to open it. Mrs. Uhl wig might not dare to. Mrs. Romllly Finished Her Wholesale Order end Came Wheezing Out Like a Grand Old Automobile of an Early Model. «.rec* siaiue. anu as marmiMi firr American and would tend to and cold. * make |m per cent Americans of every The Interne led him at length out i* jy an ,| »ho eat „f their fruit or Into the corridor. And now Ilayart: rn j,,y their ulmde. remembered that he had also a sister Outsider the amount of fruit and an only sister. In this sane tavern ol |h<l rh „, lrt . n mltfht hn%t . mt no pain. Ills heart went out to her. II* 0rt . ut ,. r N|>rOM . Ihuu noW have remembered, too. that they had a fa Ju „ |# ralM . a frW aoa ^ thtftn ther and a mother to tell or deceive. a *„y» The Interne assured hlin that n,. r ,. j* „ f,, r the hoy econfw Daphne’s Injuries were slight. Sh« An<! „ flH ,j that Is worthy of an^pr looked sad enough when he peered Ir ganlsatioo that has American blood Jn ut her, though she was far from th» |f S aygtem uud wants to play the great dreary estate of Leila. She wbf game of the people, for the people and asleep, but she wokf at the sound ol hy the |»eople. with the brisk manner of a triumphant capitalist. But that was bluff for out ward effect. He was actually dizzy with loss of hearings and control. Bayard had carried heavier burdens than Clay, and under the sthy; of Leila’s whip had taken greater risks for higher prizes. The crash In thb street hud found him so extended that he could not recover without addition al help. That very morning one of his brokers had called on him for a re newal of margins. He had to have five thousand dollars or he would lose fifty. Rebuffed from every door, Bayard had gone to Wetherell’s office—a mys terious sort of place surrounded by guards und secret service men to ward off the menace of spies, real and Imaginary. v Bayard had unusual difficulty Ui passing the lines. The reason he soon ber.rd. A new. man wns In charge In Wetherell’s place, a retired British of ficer whose natural and affected gruff ness was aggravated by the unpleas ant nature of his tasker He had only one eye. He made Bayard describe who and what he was and what he wanted. Only Bayard’s desperation gave him strength to ask this old Cyclops for an advance on new contracts. Bayard went away in a stupor. He had Intelligence enough to'feeLthat he COPld . lesaL gangly Wethorot^ AM her acquaintance Began to march past Daphne’s brain in review. Thoughts and half-thoughts and whim sies danced through her mind In a car nival of stupor and frenzy, while to the eyes of the nurses she lay still and slept. r - In another room Leila was shriek ing and fighting, whimpering and moaning, a torn gazelle under the daws and fangs of tigerish pain. Ab ruptly there came a lethal silence also from her. They had succeeded In drugging her at last. v • HAS PRETTY EFFECT When Daphne had loft Bayard in the afternoon she had found that he wns depressed, but not how deeply. She "supposed that his money loss was only n failure of expected •profits, br the mishap of an investment. She did not dream that he was crippled financially. ' Bayard was so forlorn, so profound ly ashamed of* his bad guesswork, that he could no't bear to shbw his face at any of his chibs that night. He had boasted there too often of having bought heavily of the-stock. He had persuaded too many of his friends to invest in it. So he went where busy men go when other places are "closed to them. He went home. When he, reached his apartment he found that Leila had given the servants a night out. Leila had left no word of her own plans. After a forlorn delay Bayard called for Daphne. She was gone, too/ brother’s wife go unrebuked or at least unaided and unchaperoned on a cruise so perilous to reputation If not to character. ' — While she was at the miserable business she'decided to tnoke a good job of it. When they went down to the car she squeezed In between Leila and Wetherell. Leila blanched with Jealousy and cold rage: — They—dined at Long Beach and watched the dancers, in sullen mood, Wetherell ordered much champagne and would not listen to Leila’s pleas that he let It alone. lie frightened her n little by his reckless mood, and Daphne began to dread the Journey horn© in the dark with chumpagned hands on the steering wheek After Daphne and he had executed a funeral dance Leila was emboldened now than before/^He would seem to be implicated in the fellow’s malfeas ance. He would only advertise to hts creditors that his . vaunted contracts were worthless. Business men will en dure much to escape such publication of their wrongs. Bayard kept his head high till he reached his own office. Then he fell Into his chair and propped his elbows onjijg desk^pd gripped hia hot brows - Arbor in an Old Virginia Garden Expert City Planning. The first essential In advancing city planning everywhere Is to get a defl- Wetherell Furnished-All the »AUcrL ment and His Was From Wine and Despair. with no word of her return, At Inst the telephnnrt rnm». A imni*w phone pole with, then threw h°r lnt» a ditch. Daphne was flung and bat tered und thrust under the car when 4-t turned ever. And then the gasoline spilled from the shattered tadk and caught fire. voice spoke and explained that It spoke from the hospital. “Is Mr. Kip there? Is this Mr. Kip? Mr. Bayard Kip? Your wife is here, and your sister, and your friend Weth erell—automobile accident—out here on Long'" Island—pretty' hud smash. You? wife’s not very well—better come out—as soon as you can.” The world reeled. Bayard seized his hat, played a tattoo on the elevator bell, dared into the street, yelled at a taxicab with ferocity, got In. ordered the driver to “go Uke bell.- He kept potting Ms brad o«t to bowl at him. At tb* hospital be qscglnaad tbt to- 11 ma fiercely sbsM Leila and tb|fiar find find muw answers lie #d ant In his hands as If he were holding his skull together. It Is the business roan’s attitude of prayer. It was thus that Daphne found him when she opened the door narrowly and closed. It behind her as softly as La Tosca. She.was beaming with af fection and importance, and when at her mischievous “Ahem!” Bayard looked up she was so pretty that he forgot himself Ipfig enough to smile and rush forward to embrace her. 8be was wondering bow to Mate her orrand when the telephone rang. It startiod Bayard Mrancrty. ‘He caught If to hia fifw aa a wpw hits a gtaaa. CHAPTER XXV, Underneath the machine lay the relics of Wetherell, who would suffer no wore here. 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