= Wn ee Ee By RUPERT HUGHES Copyright by Harper & Brothers CHAPTER XXl-—Continued. When Bayard opened the door Clay . awept In like a March gale. He flung tiimself at Bayard and clenched his elbows in his hands and roared: “Bayard! Bayard! It's We're rich! We're made! Eureka! Uneeda! Munitions! Wow! Listen! The other night while I was trailing a job in darkest New Jersey I ran across a little clue, and a little man who told me a little secret. The Ger- | wmans have been getting ready for this war for years, piling up guns and am- +nunition for Der Tag. The other | countries were caught only half ready. | T'hey have stopped the Germans on | the Marne, but they've been using their shells at such a. rate that the | famine is near. Their only hope Is to | buy supplies of us. They're going to | dump enough contracts on this coun- | try to furnish about a million dollars | to every citizen. Their agents are | | come! pussy-footing round to distribute con- tracts quietly. : “The Bethlehem Steel company has | gathered in a big lot of them, and 1 had a tip that the stock was going to boom; so are a lot of other stocks. {'d sell my right arm for a little cash. I But there's no market for detached | cight arms, so I used mine to sign up | a few little contracts for placing con- | tracts, and I've plucked them and! srought them to you." He broke into | dance and whirled Bayard off his feet. | Bayard tried to be patient. “That's all very Interesting, Clay, but take | your delusions down to Bellevue, | where they'll put you in the right cell. What can you or I do with ammuni- ! tion contracts? “Accept 'em, you blamed ijit! Open up your cld shut-up factory and get | busy.” “We have no machinery for making | ammunition.” “Get It, then, or adapt your ma- <hinery! They need millions of each article, for there are millions of men | in the field using up what they've got | so fast that it's only a matter of weeks before they'll be desperate.” Bayard began to see the scheme also the obstacles. “But it takes money to make those things. Where | will we get the cash for the pay rolls and the raw materials?” “From the banks! The banks are bursting open with idle money; it's rotting on thelr hands!” Bayard went aglow with the realiza- tion of the opportunity. He began to | tremble at the vision of the sudden | avalanches of wealth pouring down | the bleak mountains of despair. He | could hear the roar of the Niagaras | of gold. Daphne and Leila came rushing from concealment. Clay's beatitude | was so complete that he forgot his re- | sentments and kissed them both, i Bayard was frantic to be at work. | He resolved to telephone the presi- | i i dent of his company at once and lay i the matter before him. Leila cannily | advised Bayard to grasp the whip | hand of the situation and keep It. She i began to dance about the room like | a Mirlam celebrating the passage of | the Red sea. “The first thing we'll do,” she said, | “will be to get my jewelry ont of the | pawnshop and the second will be to buy some more, and the hats!” This asserted a sobering effect on | Bayard. “No,” he announced. “We've | gone through hades once because I gambled away my reserves, This time I'm going to get a big reserve before I spend a cent. I'll never risk another ordeal like the one we've been | through. No more fractures of the Thirteenth for me!” Leila laughed. Bayard went to the telephone to start the wheels of the factory in mo- tion by summoning the president to council. He paused to ask: *He'll want to know who the foreign agent is you are dealing with? Or are there several? Who shall I say?” “Wetherell,” sald Clay. The great Skoda gun that suddenly one day dropped a monster shell in Dunkirk twenty miles off could hardly have eansed more stupefaction than the name of Wetherell detonating in that room. Daphne snatched her hand from Clay's. Bayard sprang up so sharply that he almost threw Leila forward on her face. Instinetlvely he caught her by the arm and saved her from falling. But instantly he flung her arm from him In a gush of disgust. Clay gaped at the tableau in bewil- derment. He had not dreamed that any of the three had ever heard of Wetherell. He could not Imagine the bitterness the name involved, “Will some kind friend please tell me what all the excitement Is about?” This was not easy. Who wanted to tell Clay that Leila had just been aco cused of neglecting her husband and her own duties for the society of this very Wetherell? Leila herself was the one that told him. ; “Look here, Bydie,” Lelia coved and billed, “don’t you think you've done enough? You've shown me that you don’t trust me and you've ordered Mr. Wetherell never to come near me egoln. San't that enough without beg- garing us all for spite? What else is It but cheap, nasty spite?” “It's a great deal more than spite,” Payard groaned. “Do you think I'll accept favors from a man who has been courting you and got caught at it? I'd rather starve!” “Well, I wouldn't!” Letla averred. “And I'm not going to starve, And I'm not going to let you commit hari- karl on Wetherell’'s doorstep just to spite him, I tell you agaln, once for all, there was nothing wrong in Weth- erell's behavior, absolutely nothing. It's outrageous that you should accuse me of such horrible things.” So Bayard was coerced into having his life saved by his enemy. It was one thing, however, to consent to deal with Wetherell, and another to devise a tolerable reconciliation. “Well,” Bayard sighed, ean't be choosers. If I'd saved my | money I shouldn't have to take Weth- | erell’'s money.” 1 “beggars i his company at the office. His oration made a huge success, Bayard began to smile to himself, to wink at the apparent rapture of his distant ear-| to-ear, The end of the matter was that when i new man. He had cunningly raised | his chief's hopes to the highest de gree, yet withheld the name of the intended to take Lella’s advice and | use his knowledge as a lever for his | own advancement and Clay's. Clay and Bayard sat down to make | figures, and the talk grew too tech-| hearing the first music of Bayard and | sands of dollars Daphne stole out uo- | heeded and went up to her own room. | ! Mr. Chivvis was sitting by a win- | broidery. the | market for her needlework; She advised Daphne to get to work Daphne had not the courage to say | that her brother and her betrothed | were about to become plutocrats, She sald only that she was very tired. And there is no more exhausting drain on the nerves than their response to unexpected good news, It Is more fatiguing than bad. She was sur prised and shocked, too, to find how snobbish she was all of a sudden about the petty earnings of a Chivvis. CHAPTER XXIL In those days the United States of America suddenly woke to the fact that they could pull themselves out | of "bankruptey by helping the benight- | There were sudden geysers of for | tune and sudden collapses of failure. | As In bonanza times, many were ru ined, while the few prospered. But Bayard seemed to touch nothing that did not turn to gold Bayard had gained immense prestige So Bayard Was Coerced Into Having His Life Baved by His Enemy, with his firm because of the huge When Daphne heard this she had to sit down to keep from falling down. Bayard resuscitated her with a check for a thousand dollars. It meant nothing more to her than abraca- dabra. The whole incredible altera- tion was a falry story to her. Bhe made a faint attempt to refuse the gift, but Bayard forced it back into her palm and closed her fingers on it, She repald Bayard with kisses till she lost count and embraces till they both lost breath, Then she borrowed from him enough cash to pay her moss-grown bill with the Chivvises, Daphne could not wait for the ele vator. She ran up several flights of stairs, scratched the door with her palsied latchkey and flung herself into Mrh, Chivvis' arms and kissed her—even Mrs, Chivvis. Her apology was the money for the bill, She flaunt. ed before her the check bearing the heavenly legend commanding the Fifth dredths dollars” on penalty of incur ing the displeasure of “Bayard Kip.” Mrs, Chivvis handled the parchment husband to touch it. It might have been one of the golden leaves of the sacred Book of Mormon, and she a aled wife of Brigham himself. “What are you planning to do with all this? she sald at length, would you suggest?” ness. Why not use this as capital?” “Fine! What business ought I to in a lot. That's one reason he has been kept down so, He never could get ahead. That was what we were saving up for—to get a little capital, And then the war came along—and we had to spend our savings. That same war has made your brother so rich that he could give you a small fortune. I don't belleve you could do better than to put that into a business” “Neither do II" Daphne cried. “Let's!” CHAPTER XXIIL Daphne was golng to be Independ- ent, but she was still all woman when it came to the selection of her special trade. She would be a business wom- an, but she would do a woman's busi- ness, There were ever so many dainties and exquisites that she wanted to hang In her shop. She was going to i 3 v i a 2. al $3 fi-a a * 217 / ae : [§%. 1X, \ 5," / } &, } “» 5 i ing, or what? “There's embroidery,” Chivvis, Daphne had to guffaw at that, Mrs. Chivvis did not laugh. *“I mean it” she urged; “think it over.” “All right, I'll think it over™ The novelty of being righ lost its said Mrs, her damask soul. She and Daphne forgot their mutual grievances for thelr common grievance, “That's the trouble with these hus in bad luck you can't lose ‘em, and ‘em. “It's the same with flances” sald Daphne, Daphne had the worst of it, for who kept urging her to Invest her before it pas gone. But in the environs of nolsy manded such prolonged labor for such minute profit that Daphne remained cold, She began to resent Clay's neglect to Daphne In a kind of drowsy hypno- sis. And he spoke incessantly of the blings. in his face when he grew eloquent of finance. And he never knew, He kissed her goodby as if he were kissing a government bond, safe and quiet and all his own. After one of Clay's visits Mrs, Chiv. Vis found Daphne In a brown study. Mrs. Chivvis explained her own af- fairs; and Daphne was so exhausted with the sultry problems of love that Mrs. Chivvis' business gossip was com. pletely refreshing. “I've been down to the Woman's ex. change,” she said, “trying to sell some of my needlework. They were very nice about it, but It means a terrible amount of labor for a pittance of money. You have to pay them so much a year for the privilege of put ting your things on sale there, Then they don't guarantee to return it in good condition, and they don't guaran. tee to sell it; or If they do they charge you 20 per cent for their end of It. “I couldn't see any profit in that, so I went to one of the jobbers, He maid my style of work brought good prices in the big stores. But they won't pay him much and he'll pay me less, “I was thinking— There's money in these things and In all sorts of needle things if you have a little capi tal"™ “That's different,” sald Daphne, “And I've got some capital now, I the money?” “Oh, I didn’t put it that way!" eAnywny y It's true. Well, would | 5 pit * FA 4 i 3 i i = { “My Husband Says That You Cart | Make a Lot of Money Without Put. | | ting in a Lot” have a window! With ber name on it! That would be more fun than a limousine with crest on door. Gradually her scheme enlarged, She | would devote her shop to the whole mechanism of the boudoir. “Boudoir wear” was the word that pleased her. It was in human nature that the partpers spguld quarrel over a name for the baby before the baby was | | born. They spoke of themselves as | “The Firm.” Finally Daphne, claiming the ma- | jority of the power, voted en bloc for “Boudoirwear,” and claimed the vie | tory. Mrs. Chivvis surrendered with | the amendment that “Miss Kip” | | should be at one side, “Mrs, Chivvis” | iat the other, She bribed the assem- | bly by promising that a cousin of hers, a young artist living in the Washing ton Mews, should paint a pretty sign- board on a swinging shingle. After) many designs had been composed and | | destroyed they agreed on this legend: | BOUDOIRWEAR Everything for the Boudoir. Exquisite Things for Brides MISS KIP, MRS. CHIVVIS. The cousin painted it well and {ila | minated it with elaborate intials and | an allegorical figure «of a young lady in Cubist negligee. It had the tradi- tional charm of a tavern board, In fact, their shop was to be a tavern for women in search of sartorial refresh- ment. Troubles mustered about them as weeds shove up In a garden faster than they can be plucked out. Ex. penses undreamed of materialized in swarms, Everything was delayed ex cept the demands for their money. The petty-cash box, like a sort of per verted fairy purse, emptied Itself as fast as It was filled. The petty cash was the least of their dismay. The grand cash was the main .problem, They had stitched their fingers full of holes und piled up reams of fabrics, but the total was pathetically tiny. » One thing was Instantly demon strated. They must give up their plan wor go into debt. Indeed, they already were in debt. “We've got to take the plunge,” said Daphne, “I'd rather die than go on paying a year's rent for an empty Daphne answered, with a sphinzie solemnity. “Buy on credit. It's a case of nothing venture, nothing gain; nothing purchase, nothing sell! noth. ing borrow, nothing pay. The only way to get out of debt Is to go In deeper—like getting a fish hook out of your thumb.” Mrs, Chivvis suffered herself to be persuaded. They visited the whole. salers and the jobbers and were well received, having pald cash before and, thanks to Mr, Chivvis' suggestion, having been astute enough to demand discount for cash, And now the motortrucks and the the messenger boys began to pour stock into the little shop. It was pleas. ant not to have to pay for things, though the tips were reaching alarm- ing proportions, and the bundle of bills for future settlement grew and grew, Mrs. Chivvis made a list of thelr any discussion that quench her spirit, almost forgot Clay Wimburn. was too busy to care much, no time to mourn. Clay was only one fairs could walt. Her business needs could not. Clay did not come near her, off his mind. He was not so Indeed, he could aster to his schemes, day might smother him that torpedoed the Lusitania shattered Wall street's joy, threw the The slump in the market came at the most unfortunate moment for Bay- Any moment of slump, indeed, would have come most untime. ly for their ventures, “Kip and Chivvis” were making a soap-velled windows they laughed and on arrangements and price tags and show cards, Mr. Chivvis, still out of a job, acted And at last the moment arrived when they declared the shop said. But there was no audi ence, either, At night Kip and Chivvis locked aged beyond words and muscles which had been kept 4! an ex- Oceaslonal but purchases were unimportant. Kip and und what did not. They realized that too much of things and far too little move, “What do the women care for prices? Daphne railed. HOW MRS, BOYD AVOIDED AN OPERATION Canton, Ohio.—*“1 suffered from » female trouble which eaused me much , suffering, and twa doctors decided that I would have to go through an operation before | could get well, “ My mother, who had been helped b Lydia E. Pinkham’s egetable Com- pound, advised me to try it before sub- mitting to an opera tion. Itrelieved me " from my troubles | #0 I can do my house work without an difficulty. 1 advise any woman who afi with female troubles Io give | Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Com- | pound a trial and it will do as much for them.” — Mrs. Marie Boyp, 1421 6th Et, N. E., Canton, Ohio. Sometimes there are serious condi. | tions where a hospital operation is the only alternative, but on the other hand 80 many women have been cured by this famous root and herb remedy, Lydia E. | Pinkham's Vegetable Compound, after | doctors have said that an operation was necessary — every woman who wants to avoid an operation should give it a fair trial before submitting to such a trying ordeal If complications exist, write to Lydia | E. Pinkham Medicine Co., Lynn, Mass. , | for advice, The result of many years experience is at your service. The Reason, She—1{ this idea of an old age pen- is ever carried the 1 get the hetter of It. He——Why so? She—They will be the apply. Do an is going to plead « don 534 Ou you think any n That's the Question. Reggie—] have gin pevah marry a girl whe Miss Keen~-But how a to know Boston Trans word to the wise may be sufficient, the policeman often has to a use o nn the otherwise, KEEP YOURSELF FIT! You can’t afford to be laid up with sore, aching kidneys in these days of high prices. Bome occupations bring Kidney troubles; aimost any work makes weak kidneys worse, If you feel tired all the time, and suffer with lame back, sharp pains, dizzy spells, head aches and disordered kidney action, use Doan’s Kidney Pills. It may save an attack of rheumatism, dropsy, or rights disesse. Doan’s have belped thousands back to health. got up 1 raise my above my head My 8 back was stiff and lame, and after! stooping it was all I could straighten iy began using Doan’s Kidney Pills and found relief that 3} trouble.” Got Doan’s at Any Store, 80c a Box |DOAN?S =i3xer FOSTER-MILBURN CO. BUFFALO, NY. I am giad to say bave had mo return of the but they know and we know that it's because they hate each other” One day a great lady who could hardly squeeze through the door creaked into the shop and spilled her load of coal, Daphne felt that she was about to die on their hands or ask for an ambulance, but she asked instead for an embroidered breakfast gown from the window, Mrs. Chivvis fetched It and the old up to her nose as If to sniff it, but really to see it. “That's it! That's what Ive been looking for!” she wheezed. “Have you got much of this sort of thing? “Oh yes” “Agh, that's good! My daughter 1» marrying in some haste--a young im. becile who's going over to France to run an ambulance. I'm Mrs. Romily.” Mrs. Chivvis walted unperturbed for further Identification. Daphne had never heard of Mrs. Romilly, either, but she gasped as if she had been say ing her prayers at the shrine of Rom- illy from childhood and now had been visited by the patron saint, whom she had recognized nt once, of course. “Oh yes, of course.” Mrs. Romilly was coughing on: “I've been (0 several shops, and I was almost In despair until 1 saw your sign. If you could do a few things in rather a hurry I fancy I could give you o largedsh order. And if the things were at all successful, 1 could throw quite a little trade your way. You're rather new, aren't you? Daphne assented that the firm was quite new. Bhe brought forward an order pad and stood at attention, Mrs, Romilly had trousseaned a large family of children and poor ! | You Do More Work, | You are more ambitious and you get mere | enjoyment out of everything when your | blood is in good condition. purities in | the blood have a very depressing effect on | the system, weakness, laziness, GROVE'S TASTELESS Chill TONIC i GROVE'S TASTELESS Chill TONIC is not a patent medicinc, it is simply IRON and QUININE suspended in Syrup. So pleasant even children like it. The blood needs Quinine to Purify it and IRON Earich it. These reliable tonic prope Tail to drive out impurities in Power of GROVES than thirty-five years folks youd ride long distance to GROVES TASTELESS Chill 1 - paying fruit orop. tite for booklet. Califormia Pig Cardenas, 52% BE Mill Midg. San Prancisco WALL PAPER MADE SWEET and clean ain Simple formals. Postpaid 25c Add "m. Jewel. 4 Idberty St. Batavia N.Y. A mari a SPI Thought Seo. “I= this business of yours a paying one?” . : “People must think so from the way they are sending thelr bills In” es
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