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blame of a devil's head. It was life- ' suppose you just hand over your bag -
like, ,roster, ' leering. - David ex- C gage checks." Bunce rose hastily, as
claimed at the perfection of the work-' if not proposing to give his guest time
manship, to repent.
0 "Z eep it,:' Durant invited him. "Four pieces!" Bunce counted the
"Couldn't think of robbing you," 1 checks. "Well, for a man looking for
David replied, attempting to return it. work you sure do travel with some
"I'm an utter stranger to you. Deep
Mrs.. Godden Tells How' It it at least until I call on you fort'
e31 be Flossed in Safety away. "Shall we go back now ?" he
and Comfort.
.
Durant ignored his protests moved.
M
asked, already on his way.
• Bunce had evidently made use of IV
their absence to. =map out a fresh cam -
(Continued from our last issue.)
baggage." Bunce flourished the checks
before David as if they angered well
for the success of his purpose, what-
ever that might be.
Freinon O. paign. There are people whose inter- David watched Bunced and his guest
It was a huge affair of chased silver, -t esI was'passing through est in another is only increased by by capture leave the Back Bay Station
The train clicked along, and Daviel monogrammed, containing thirty or the -critical period of life, being foratnyd the amount of reserve they encounter. in .a taxi, and he could not forbear a
chuckle as he remembered that Bunce
had ,carried. his guest's bag as well
as his own. Then he thought of the,
opal pin that this enforced guest had
pledged ,with him. He dropped . his
suitcase upon the walk and was about
to examine the pin when suddenly all
further thought of it was driven from
his mind.
The. young woman whom he had
noticed on the train flung open one: of
the station doors and hurried by. At"
the edge of the walk she stood staring
after the taxi in which Bunce and his
guest had departed as if eager not
to lose sight of them.
"Keb, lady, keb?" in an instant she
was. bonfronted by two cab drivers
scuffling to wrench the ttraveling bag
to ask
e hand.She appeared
fr h r
from
them some nuestion about the disap-
pearing taxi, or its occupants, in ans-
wed to Which they both shook their
.heads.
"On his trail, Andtshe s afraid= of
losing. him." David's tone showed his
sympathy- as well as his regret.
She appeared to ask the cab driv-
• Thi f t Boston society to day. Met ' him, er another question. that renewed the
scuffle. for her bag. They became rude
and clamorous, and were patently at-
tempting to bully her bag away fr em .
her. David picked up his suitcase and
crossed the walk. _
"But they told me that the H tel
Essex was right by the station," he
heard the girl protest.
"Mile and- - a half away. Gini
your bag!"
"Two dollars dict cheap for t..e dis-
tance. . Come on, lady."
The girl hesitated.
"What the hell do'you want?" Ohe
of the cab drivers, sensing David's in-
terference, atempted to scarce him off.
The girl turned, and her eyes—not
to speak of the troubled look in them
—were excuse enough. "I beg your
pardon, but if you were going to the
Hotel Essex, you- got off a station too
soon," David stated.
<,OhiJ
Neither paid any attention for the cab
drivers.\ They left; muttering their o-
pinion f4 David.
"The Hotel Essex is by the Termin-
al Station. This is .the Back Bay
Station."
"Everybody seemed to be getting off
`here. I thought
"I fear we mislead you. You can
take the next train in or---"
"I Merely intended to stay there ov-
ernight until I could find some good,
not too expensive boarding house."
tell
She smiled. "Perhaps= you could
me of oiie in this neighborhood."
a matter o .He liked the frank manner in which
"That is so: One might—well, I ' she consulters him. He liked her chic
don't see why I shouldn't do that,"
Mused Richard Durant.
"Then that's settled!" Bunce placed
both hands on the table as the cue for
them all 0o rise.
"But I- rousts Ie -it's ' exceedingly
generous of: you." '' .
"Don't mention it, me lud. Now,
could not determine. Gradually leek fortyjcigarettes. "Perhaps you- will
of event made him weary of his es- 1 have a cigarette," he said to David.
pionage and brought his attention '- David's hand stopped on its way to
back td his employer. Bunce was 1 one of Bunce's cigars. He held the
an inveterate smoker- Bunce had al- ! contempt for cigarettes of one without
ways spent snort of his time on the the habit, but the way the stranger
train in the buffet smoker at the 1 had immediately included him in the
end. They were within an hour of party won his heart. He looked up
Boston and -Bunce had yet to leave and met his eyes. Certain of the
his seat. Why was he so greatly Latin races issue those black -brown
interested in the -stranger? Bunce eyes, big and shining and intense,
hr.'l ceased to talk, lay back in hie never dull or without lustre, filled with
chairs, eyes closed, apparently dozing. a passion strangely touching when
lied he given up all !so 'e of achieving things go wrong. David looked into
ae la:�Fit`tt�ince? That wasn't like them and went under. His hand stray -
Bunce. ed from the desired cigar to one of
iia , "d, unable to dein. i i, looked out the stranger's undesired cigarettes. •
the window at the moving pictures. Bunce granted only the respite ne-
Ili was loused by a sudc1F:'i movement cossary to get his own cigar drawing.
r-
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of emt� 3etur�
thepart his . I
oa p I .
ed to find the strong er's seat vacant -
and horn the young w•� ma and Bunce
1o.•king toward the rear exit of the
ea: Punce waited a moment, then
"Going to stop off long in Boston?"
he began. "I wish I . knew." The
young man carefully killed his cigar-
ette, and lighted one Of Bunce's ci-
ars.
:wre,1 and rolled to his feet. "Ah, undecided! Visiting friends?"
"Come on, David, niy boy," he said, "No. As a matter of fact, I'm look -
"let's slip - back for just one smoke ing for work," -
before we get into the iluo of the `Liar- « "Work!" Bunce looked him over.
verse. ,"What! --with those clothes?"
There were .a num'o. of unoccupied 1 -o
What s the matter? Has the i'as-
ehairs in the smoker, but Bunce stood
in thentrance of the car , until he
local -id -the stranger. The young man
was seated in one of the cross seats
just $ their left. David, securing his
first fair view of him, noticed that he
was tall and distinguished looking,
that his face wore the tan of travel
and leisure. He was sitting in the
corner with his feet sprawled out be-
neath the table. In the long -finger-
ed right hand upon the table a cigar-
ette
- sent up thin ribbons of chiffon
-across the rays of the descending sunt
of April. The- cigarette bore a longe
ash, suggesting that he had lightedi
it, taken a puff or two, forgotten it.-
Attitude,
t.
3 ttitude, look, everything, indicated
that he desired to beleft to himself.
Bunce paused milt to locate hirli.
Overlooking all the empty chairs be-
y ond, he whisked masterfully up to
the compartment occupied by the
stranger.
"'These seats taken?" he asked, anti
then, not waiting for an answer, he
waved toward the other seat. "You
�J
sit in there,. David, he ordered and
himself stood waiting for the stranger
to make room beside him. .
"I hope you don't mind, friend," he
apologized, "it makes me carsick to
ride backward."
For a moment the young man looked
up at Bunce expressionlessly. Then.
he rose.
"It's all right. I was just going,"
he announced politely, attempting to
get by Bunce out into the aisle.
"`Now. see here, I won't stand for
drivingyou out," declared Bunce with-
out moving aside.
"Not at all, I assure you. Really,
. I was about to leave." The young
man smiled.
Bunce never budged. "See here,
stranger," he expostulated, "this isn't
being very friendly now`, is it? it
down and have a drink or a smoke
just to show there's no ill feeling.
I'm the last man in the world to think
of driving a pian off his own door-
step."
"Thank you, but----"
Bunce took insult, started indignant-
-, ly away., "Here, you keep your seat
' and - we'll go somewhere else," he
stormed. "Never dreamed you'd ob-
ject to out sitting in with you."
"My dear sir!" I'll stay of course;
i if that is the way you feel about it."
The young man dropped back into
hion passed me?"
"Work!—with those fancy hands ?"
"They grew on me. What can I do
—cut them off ?"-
Bunce
"-Bunce decided to laugh. "Ho, ho,
ho, ho!" he exploded. "The next
thing you'll be telling me you sign
your checks with across."
The young man smiled politely, but
said nothing.
"Say, friend, what kind of a con
game are -" u trying to put over on
us?" Bunce stopped chuckling and
got down to business. '"Plenty of -
this what you call `work' right in
New York. Couldn't you get away •
with any of it?"
"Yes; but I -thought I would like to
try my fortune in another city."
"Oh!" Bunce waited for further con-
fidence; it did not -come.
"What's the matter? Overspent
your allowance ? Been living like a
Pittsburgher ?" he pushed on.
"No."
"If you ask me, I'd say your
trouble was lockjaw."
The stranger laughed.
Bunce took immediate advantage of
the opening. "Well, what do you say
to having a high -ball -with us ?" he
asked, ringing for the porter.
"Thank you." . z
Bunce affected not to notice the
,shake of the head that went with the
words. He ordered and, when the
stranger's drink came with theirs, he
made short work of his protest.
"Drink it, man, it wbn't do you a
bit of harm," he insisted, "ain't a
Keely -cure graduate, are you ?"
The stranger smiled, poured, and al-
lowed the porter to fill his glass with
White Rock.
`Bunce nodded approvingly and im-
mediately assumed a more atroxiizing
manner. "I've taken quite a fancy to
you," he said largely. • "Now tell us
all- about it, son."
The young man regarded Bruce with
astonishment. "There's nothing to
tell except that I want to work," he
said politely after a moment.
Bance took another track. "What
sort of work did you do in New York?
he - asked.
"I worked in an advertising agency
for a short time."
"Short time! Hem! Couldn't ,your
make good ?"
"Yes; they said I had -ideas.. I could
`have stayed."
"Then why in the devil " Bunce
years er age
-had all the symp-
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change—heat flash-
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was in a general run
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Barely were they seated before he
squared around toward Durant.
"Where are you going to put up in
Boston?" he demanded.
"I haven't decided yet." Durant's
eyes twinkled as they - caught those
of the'man"from whom he had just
borrowed the dollar. "Is there a Mills
Hotel there?"
Bunce laughed shortly: "Now let's
cut out all this Mills Hotel business;
we are getting pretty close to town,"
he advised. • "Whom have you got
letters to in Boston?"
"No one."
• "'Then whom do you know there?"
"Not a soul."
"Fine! You're just going -there to
begin all over again, to start a cleat'
JJ
tone wa
Bunce's
o s oak.s.
slate, so t
a , p
guarded, but his look was satirical.
Something like that."Durant smil-
ed. -
"Fine! And, likewise, lucky for you
that you fell into such good hands.
Do you know a chap named Cornwall-
is Brooke? No ? Well, he'owes it to
us'' that. he's right in with the, best -
took a fancy to him, and now he's hob-
nobbing with the Cabots and all
them." Bunce enrolled him in the best
g
awkwardly. •
The stranger
Lively for' his c
I'm sorry, but I
he murmured.
.catch the quick
Bunce's face.
"But my nam R' h d
Durant—if you
stles4
he added re
he disappeared
the end of the c
"Richard Dur
with some sour
'fool' me about th
second man witl
acquainted with
Cornwallis Broo
my words, }ref or
hand started instinc-
rd-case, but dropped.
haven't one with me,"
Then he appeared to
glint of suspicion on
e paused. uneasily.
name's Durant-,- is ar.
remember that
can ,
ly,. A moment later
through the door at
r.
rt"—there's a name
d to it!"You can't
real ones. He's .the
some class. I've got
on this train. I niet
!ce this way. Mark
we get through, we'll
find he's got hisj valet somewhere on
this train or tli
Bunce triumpha
time deigning tc
David could r
art sarcasm. "I
e next," - muttered
ntly, for the first
notice David.
of forbear the cov-
agree with you that
he acted like a gentleman from the
start," he admit ed.
"Gentleman," unce missed -utter-
ly the subtle sa -casco. "Gentleman!
He's either the r.,
thing or I'll eat
think he's a gent
id?" Bunce lau
irritating superiority.
"Yes—if he isn't a crook or a con -
David, looking
d id
ret rte Da
nc man,",
fide e
up to observe the man in question,
beckoning through the door back of
Bunce. For a moment he stared,
doubting�if the 'call were ment for
-WA: Then he e cused himself, left
Bunce . blissfully writing down the
name, and went to meet the man who
bore it.
Richard Durant opened the door
and. David joined him on- the obser-
vation platform at! the end of the train
—they, were the t only occupants. A
thin hair of cinder fell all about them
and eddied around their eyes. Down
the '' long straight stretch -of track,
clouds o fdust sp ang up in protest,
pursued the. trespassing train a short
distance, and then :ggave over the chase
to fresh ones. The air rushed back
into the vacuum created by the swift'
passage of the train, and all the dirt
al, quadruple -plated
my hat. So you
lemon, do you, Dav
hed quietly, with an
his corner, and, without further ado, i checked himself, but finished with a and noise of travel fell :upon them;
Bunce, beaming, planted himself be- look, "FRI in deep water,"said on them.
him. "Have a cigar?" he asked, i ;young man put down his cigar ei" -" N believe
throwing two upon the table and bating
off the end of a third himself.
The stranger held up his cigarette as
an excuse for not ;taking one. With
the other hand he opened and placed
upon the table his own cigarette case.
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and patiently folded his hands upon
the table. - "As I stated, there were
reasons why I didn't want to remain
in New York any longer."
Bunce . scowled. "Don't mind look-
ing like a runaway cashier or - bank
president, do you?" '
The stranger laughed a little . ner-
vously. "Yoe don't notice any signs
of the loot on me, do you?" he, parried.
"I don't want to miselad you. I'm
merely going to another city to begin
over; that is, all I want is a chance
to show what I can do—that's about
all there is to say."
Bunce stared at him, plainly puzzled.
"Great mistake, these half-cofidences,"
he mattered. "Young man, I'rn one of
the prominent business men of Bos-
ton. If you'd only tell------"
"Pardon me, you'll have the same?"
interrupted the stranger, signall;„.
the porter's - -"
'`Doli' dt nervous, I'm not going
to offer you' work." Bunce sank into
a moody silence which he .managed'
.to preserve until the drinks were or-
dered and brought. "Now, no offence,
hut how can I offer to do anything
for a man who stops where you have?
Just put yourself in my place."
The stranger attempted a diversion
by raising his drink in salute.
1 Bunce took a short sip, then put
' down his glass impatiently. "Strang-
est case I ever run up against," he
complained. "Here I am ready to
! lend you a hand you just sit there
! and throw me down. Never say any-
; thing like it."
• . "I'm sorry but what else can I
do?" The young man gazed out the
window. -
"What else can you do? Tell me
enough to take the fleeing criminal
look off you. Just a- little about your
people and how you came to- be looking
for work rigged up like a swell. I'll
I keels you incog., if that's what's eating
, you."
"Irreog.?" The young man reached
I nervously for his drink and drained
it. As he put down the glass a thought
E seemed suddenly to startle him. He
` rose quickly to his feet. "I'll have to
1 ask you to excuse me for a few min-
utes," he said,
Bunce, his face a study in disap-
. ,)ointment, rose to allow him room to
pass. "See here, you're corning back
- again, aren't you?" he exclaimed with
alarm.
1 "Yes. - I haven't paid for the drinks
"•What?" David die l?ot e leve
he heard aright; &have the (fie.
The stranger seemed disturbed by
the sharpness of his tone. - 'Come
on in where the hearing's better," he
said after a moment's - hesitation.
David followed him meekly inside
the car, wonderingi what was coming..
The stranger took one swift look at
David, then his gaze wandered' clown
the car, passing uneasily from pas-
senger to passenger. - -
"I'm sorry -to say that I'm in rathef
a bad - fix—and I'm about to ask you
to help me out," he said hesitantly.
"Yes." David po 'tiered. Which did
he wish -help to esc
lice—or, could it
other car.
"I didn't like to !speak to the - man
you. are .with." i
•
x - was Linde! ".No, that would be '
useless," David advised, thinking very
quickly how the stranger could be
loosened from Bunce's clutch:
"Nor, on the othelc hand, did I feel
sure I could fix it up with the porter."
The porter! The it was the po-
lice. David gloorzie'd at the idea of
serving as a confederate. "No," he
murmured unhappily.,;
"So I had no reco1 rse except to yob'.
But I shouldn't be either surprised or
hurt if you refused!"
"Qh, Lord, it was the girl he wish-
ed to a capel David felt less inclined
to mix lit iii then ever. "I wish you
would tell me what's the matter," he
suggested impatiently.
I
'haven't got money -enough to pay
for those drinks?'
David choked. Theis. _in spite of him-
self, he laugned. "You—you---you
broke it so gently," he gurgled, "that
I thought you wanted me to murder
or- mutilate someone for you." -
"You took it so hard that I thought
it wat going to be a case of touch and
go," retorted Richard Durant.
'I feel more touch than hurt," In
their joint laughter David's hand once
again did a strange thing. It started
for the pocket in which he kept ' his a'
change; it kept on to an utterly diff-
erent pocket. "Here, help yourself!"
He was handing Durant his pocket-
book. t
Richard Durant's face lighteds but
he acted as if David's offer were the
most natural one in the world. , He.
separated a single dollar from the ar-
ray of bills and held out the pocket-
book to its owner.
"Better take enough," . Dai id. t °as
urgent.
"Thank you, I'm no highwayman .
And—have you noticed this?" Dur-
ant drew the scarfpin from his tie''
and deposited it in David's hand.
The stone was a blue opal carved
delicately,: wend,%et V int* Ates t
set with a -large, imperious. gesture.
"And, do you know what I'm going to
do for you ?" he went on. "I'm going
to take you home fith me to -night
,while we make Your plans.
"But---abut—you don't know any-
thing about me!" Mr. Richard Rur-
nt seemdd dumbfounded. -
"What's that got to do with
like your looks." ��
Hands and all?" Durant laughed
nervously, "You'd better think first,"
her cautioned.
('Benjamin Bruce has always been
able to take care of Benjamin Bunce,"
b• rlasted the owner of that' name,
hooting a too venturesome cuff.
"Wee1, old King Cole—I'm a weak
and friendless creature in a strange
city.'-' .
"Never mind, I took a fancy toyou
from the start. Let's say you look
like a long lost nephew of mine.' Let
it go at that."
The stranger appeared- still to tee -
tor over the proposition. "If it's just
curiosity, I've told you all I shall a-
but myself," he warned.
'That's .all right. - No questions ask-
ed. You just conte along and make my
home' your own. Liberty Hall and
all that I like your looks\ tell
you,
and 1 want to see yourright.
And, as for work -well, this will give
us just the chance we need to talk
that over."
pe,Bunce, the po-
e the girl in the
se
—4 yet."
"Because, if you shouldn't—I want
you to have my card, anyway. Bunce
Ten Cry thumbed a card nervously from his
aet al sees card case and handed it to him. "I
. J ' *s ' `'� don't know whether you want to give
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"That eems to me just like the
place: if : if it.isn't too expensive," she
exclaimed. -
He found himself being `won;: still
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more by the earnest, straightforward
look in her velvety brown eyes. "Ten ;
dollars 'a week. I hope that isn't too -
much," `he confessed. - -
"N -oma' She considered. him. She
appeared to make up her mind about -
him in a flaeh. "But do you think I
can get a room at that price- in such
a wond?r~fu1 place?" she asked, twink-
ling.
He 1 sighed. "Let me have your
bagan we will soon learn-. It's not
far—shall we go by car ,or do you
feel like a taxi?" ,
"Doesn't a*woman have to have a
limousine figure to feel like a taxi?"
she demanded, her dark young face
lighting up - until it fairly brimmed
with 'h mor.
David glowed at her quickness of
response to word and mood. He
found himself likeing still better this
ider, animated young woman.
e isn't room there, we'll have
ion built on,','' he exclaimed as
he clim ed into the taxi beside her.
"If there isn't"—she seemed proper-
ly disa pointed—"perhaps I ought to
have as ed you to hire . a carriage for
me by t e hour. Will you give me all
those o her addresses again? I hate
to trouble you but---"
" 'Friends will kindly omit flowers.'
Have you no other friends except me
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here ?
"You? You move much faster than
this taxi, don't you?" She iaughet.
end there. was a lively, connradely ring
to her 1 ugh. "1 anyan utter stran-
ger, an J ave but two other possible
tall, %le
"If thei
.an addi
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I went to St. Margaret's years ago, ,
and the other a society woman to
whom I have a letter of introduction --
that
that I'm not at all likely tto present."
"Why? Don't you want any more= -
friends or acquaintances?"
that
"That isn't it. I've
discovered.
letters .of introduction are almost.
always to people lacking sense of
humor., Did you ever prese-one - to.
a so-called social leader ?"
"No one ever trusted pie with one.
"If you ever, had?"'
He liked 'her to threaten him.
"No, 'that isn't quite it," she went
on. "Letter's of introduction are so•
like social handcuffs; so often they -
take away your freedom and sentence..
you to certain sets. In the end you
usually feel these a burden on you, or
yourself a burden on them. I've come
here for a complete rest. I feel sure -
I shall not present my letter; I may,
not even look up my old - friend at
convent, Hilda Cabot." -
Hilda Cabot!"
"Yes, do. you know her?"
"Know her?" David laughed. "No;
she's somewhat above my low station
and degree. Her people antedate the
Mayflower, trace back to Leif Eric-
son or the irioundbuilders at least.-
Why,
east.,
Why, the old State House salaams -
to -
to them: They're IT socially.
-simply must---"' He was interrupt-
ed by the stopping of the taxi at their
destination. • - -
(Continued Next Week.)
ri
s a matter of business, what
o you think of the plan ?
You are a farmer.
Canada it a farming country.
Canada grows more food than the
people of Canada need. -
. To prosper she must sell that sur-
plus food.
Great Britain is o it best customer
for grain, pork, beef, cheese and other
farm products. _ - - -
. Every practical man must see how
important it is to hold the British trade.
Canada wants not only the profit on
this trade, she wishes to create a good-
will in Britain towards Canadian pro-
ducts and thus assure our\ export busi-
ne s for the future. -
At the moment Great Britain asks
for credit, asks Canada to sell her the
products of, the farm, on time." To
old - her trade, it is necessary to give
rthis credit.
This takes capital -immense capital.
For Britain's urchases from Canada
are u ' e, and these purc ases must be
paid for in cas
.
In these times, it is not easy even
for a nation as wealthy. as Canada to
procure money. Certainly, no other
country can lend us money. The only
way now open for Canada to secure
money is to borrow from the people of
Canada.
!" o
This is the reason for selling Victory
Bonds. . -
Can anyone deny the. sound business
sense of this plan of protecting our
valuable market? • •
From the standpoint of the man
who lends, what better security could
heet for his money ? Where else
could he get a five and a half per cent.
return on such security? Where would
he 'find an investment to pay interest
so regularly and with so little trouble
to the lender? fr Certainly Canadians
have an opportunity tobenefit - very
directly from tfiis borrowing plan.
And the money Canada borrows- is
t
spent entirely in Canada --a very large
part of it for the very crops the farmer
as to sell.
Therefore, if the Victory Loan is a
sjuccess, business in Canada must be
ood, the nation mutt prosper and so
e able to carry on a vigorous war
effort in France and Flanders.
As a practical man' you must
approve of the Victory Loan plan.
Then help it along. Put your own
money into Victory Bonds ; urge your
friends to buy; work hard among
your loyal neighbors to make the
Victory Loan 1918 an overwhelming
success.
,,
Buy VI. BONDS
Y
—all you can pay -for lit cash and all
y OU can care' tail lnstaltnen7 fe •
Issued by Canada's Victory Loan Committee
in co-operation with the Minister of Finance
of the Dominion of Canada.
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