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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. Close by waa Daphne
Scale Reveals Salmon's Age.
A stogie scale from a niIimcm MBl
tell Its owner's age and whether tbs
fish's pickings bare been Mia or the
epfKMtte Wbfti rirwed through a Ml
erwarwpe the amie wiU tevwwl duf
haw, sfekfc bare bf«bgM ns the rain
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