Bellefonte, Pa., August 15, 1913. Copyriabt 172 The Bohbs- Merril A arrangeroem - ih wie DeMille SNA na SYNOPSIS, — CHAPTER I — the fact that she does not love Btandish and calls their off. Standish protests undying GEAFTER II.-W Kelly, at the WwW Ee son of tical is refused. 0 CHAPTER III—-She as one of the hone to warn The Wi eles Kelly $100 for that nu ; ER VIII—-At the conclusion of interview with B Brandish a od York wi Plaza A minutes later tells Miss y to call Plaza 1001 and get his wife or one of the servants on the phone. CHAPT to Jive Jim Blake the number called by 8 episo B ready to send i, Oo, a8 the Wotan s pate ia e father of his love for Wan and a family TOW ensues. Blake's da ter, ar- Fives with her husband, nor - [Continued from last week.) Van Dyke, pocketing the typewritten sheets, departed on his mission; al most colliding at the door with Tom Blake, who was coming in. “Hello, dad!” hailed Tom. “I just dropped in on the way to the club to say ‘howdy’ to Grace. Where is she? Turned in?’ : “No. Hasn't even got in. The train's hours late. Washout on the road somewhere. Mark telephoned up from the station. He's gone back there. They ought to be here any gime now. Want to wait?" “I'm sleepy!” yawned Tom. “Gee, but I wish Grace would show up!” “So does Mark,” answered Biake. Then, after a moment, a chuckle of genuine amusement startled his son. “What's the joke?™ asked Tom. “Did I miss it? “Yes, you missed it, all right. Both you and Grace always miss it. But I mever do. I was just thinking-—my lit tle Grace—my kid—keeping the for mer governor of New York cooling his heels in a drafty railroad station. And, forty years ago, her father was a bare- foot kid with one suspender, pan- Pandling kind-hearted old folks in the street with dying-mother stories and getting nickels from 'em. And even us lately as twenty-two years ago, what was I but a Chicago city clerk making an honest living by keeping my eyes shut and my palm open?” i “Dad,” complained Tom, “I can't make you out! You always seem to take a savage delight in rubbing in the fact that everything we've got we owe to graft.” + “Well,” asked Blake, puzzled, “don't we? If we don't owe it to graft what do we owe’it to, I'd like to know?” “To change the subject, dad,” broke in Tom, “I've been making some plans.” “Have, hey?” queried Blake as though listening to the prattle of a somewhat backward child of six, “Such as what, for instance?” 1 “The blazes you do! Is that a boast or a confession?” “1 don’t quite understand you,” said Pom stiffly. “I mean,” began his father, “I mean -—oh, never mind all that. Who's the sin? “Before I tell you,” evaded Tom, “I'd ge EE : TIM Ein i i 2 FigEE] disk ih ; l I { BLE i8gd. rt 1 i ; k i F “It'e—it's a bum joke,” growled Blake. “Maybe it'd go better with the banjo. Stop guying me, boy, and tell me who the girl really is.” “I told you,” repeated Tim. “She is Wanda Kelly.” There was a dead pause. Blake at last broke it. “There's about fortyfive million women in the United States,” he mut. tered dazedly, “and out of that whole lot, you had to go and—and fall in love with—" “What's your objection? bristled Tom. “You don't even know her, yet.” “I don't, hey?” revorted Blake, Then, checking the impulse to tell his son the story of his verbal tilt with Wanda, he added: “Maybe I don't. But I know her kind. She’s after a rich man’s son. She's an easy-mark hunter. And she’s found one all right, all right.” “That's absurd. You don't know—" “Absurd or not,” snapped Blake, “it's got to stop short! I'm not going to let you throw yourself away on a girl like that. If it comes to a show-down, I'l withdraw my support from you. And then what can you do? Hey? An- swer me that. Here I've given you the softest snap there is—a big salary for loafing around an office a few hours a week. How much could you 5 | { it's tough for a man to see his only son throw himself away on a—" “Steady, dad! [I won't stand for that sort of talk about her. Not even from you.” “Whether I say it or not,” grumbled Blake, “you know what I think So what's the difference?” “When you change your mind,” an- swered Tom, fighting hotly for self- control, “you'll have less to take back.” He jammed on his hat, flung open the door—and confronted a man and a woman who were entering. The woman—tall, slender, strikingly handsome—darted forward to where Jim Blake stood scowling at his son. And at sight of her the scowl changed to a light that few men had seen—or suspected—in the grim old politician's face, “Hello, Grace!” he exclaimed in de light. “Gee, but you come like a bunch of sunshine after a Welsh-rabbit night mare! you! Tom. He's got other people to kiss.” CHAPTER XI. Before the Storm. Stand still and let's look at | No, don't waste time kissing “It's good to get a welcome at last,” laughed Grace. as a bear.” “lI haven't declared Robertson. “Mark's been as cross “You have!” she insisted. “And just | because the train was a few minutes late. Oh, well—a few hours, then. When I got in you were stamping up | and down the platform surrounded by a blue haze; like Ajax defying the— railroad. Really, I was ashamed of you. If it hadn't been for the lovely flowers you got me—" “What was the delay?” asked Blake. “I don’t know,” she answered, laying aside her wraps with Robertson's awk- ward if eager aid. “The engine made | too strenuous an effort to get out of | Baltimore. And it broke down. How are you, dad?’ “Oh,” grunted Blake, “as well as a | man may hope to be who never can hope to make himself worthy of such | a wonderful son. [—" “Tom!” cried Grace in jolly reproof. “There's been another explosion! What was it, this time? Tell me!” “Politics,” answered Blake before Tom could speak. “I'm a wicked, hope- less, corrupt old guy. And Tom's just discovered it—for the thousandth time. It's hurt his feeling something terrible.” “Why do you boys quarrel so fool ishly?” she demanded. ‘Neither of you ever quarrels with me. I'm going to be an arbitration committee and a dove of peace, all in one, and settle your grievances—when I get time.” “And, speaking of time,” put in Mark, “I ought to be at the Capitol this very minute. Coming?” he asked, ' turning to Blake and Tom. “In a little while,” said Blake, “You two run on. [ want to speak to Grace.” Tom led the way from the room. Mark, following, paused an instant on the threshold. “By the way, Grace,” he called, over his shoulder, “we've asked Standish to come here. It wouldn't do for us to be seen conferring with him at the Capitol or anywhere else in public. 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