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L ittle is
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Ills d a u g h te r, R o b e rta , w ho longs
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th e r sh e is n o t in te re ste d in
G eorge, w hile th e y o ung m an ta k e s
a n a ir of indifference to her.
CHAPTER IV—Continued
—9—
“Quite a watchdog,” observed Rob­
erta scornfully, but she swung to her
feet and went to the doorway and
looked out. Yes, it was Jack. What
was he doing here? She had written
him that she could not meet him until
next Monday.
“Want to send him a message? It
can be done.”
“No,” said Roberta, feeling instantly
that he thought she was afraid her
father might see her and ask ques­
tions. “I can manage my own affairs,
thanks.”
“Absolutely,” agreed Sir George and
moved away.
To her astonishment he went
through the doorway and toward the
house. Roberta was so amazed that
she could not make even the faintest
move to stop him. She was annoyed.
She was quite unused to such treat­
ment. Here was she, the only girl he
knew, apparently, this side of the
Atlantic, any way the only girl he
knew in this place, and instead of im­
proving the shining hour, he came to
her and delivered his message as
casually as though they were two
schoolboys and then walked off and
left her!
Roberta walked slowly toward the
beach and the bridge. Jack had seen
her now. He moved toward her. He
looked worried. Was he afraid of her
father? Why hadn’t he come directly
to the Island and asked for her, like
any other boy she knew? The sun­
light struck across his face, and showed
her lines she had never seen before.
Why, he was much older than she
had thought. He was not a boy, he
was a man.
Jack stood his ground near a tall
sycamore and a thicket of sumac
which screened him. He beckoned to
her eagerly. Why couldn’t he meet
her in the open?
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Robert MacBeth was frowning when
Sir George joined him. He looked up
quickly as the younger man came
toward him.
“Wouldn’t you like to try a bit of
exercise?” Sir George asked. “Sup­
pose you take my arm.”
“Maybe I’d better,” MacBeth agreed
reluctantly, “though I’m dashed un­
willing to stir. Well, once ¿round, If
you’re bent for exercise.” -
“Once around it is,” Sir George told
him encouragingly. “We’ll have you
dancing in no time.”
It would give the girl a chance, Sir
George thought to himself, his eyes
seeking the path to the bridge. Yes,
there she went. It might be that the
wisest course would be to warn the
father, but he could not bring himself
to do it. The girl was plucky. She
had not asked him to keep quiet or
anything of that kind. He could.either
keep his mouth shut, or go to. blazes
for all of her. Well, he would keep
his mouth shut.
Slowly and painfully, leaning heavily
on the strong young arm that sup­
ported him, Robert MacBeth made his
way along the terrace. When they
reached his chaise longue agjfco, he
relaxed gratefully as the youngfr.man
helped him to a comfortable^ position,
«nd arrui^ed J iis pillows.
There /was a short silence. Sir
George lit a , cigarette and leaned
against the wicker chair he intended
to slide into in a moment. He could
not see the girl now, and the car had
disappeared.
. Robert MacBeth had taken up a
letter he had laid down just before
his promenade. He handed it to his
secretary.
“What do you think of that?”
It was a typewritten letter addressed
to “Rob’t MacBeth” and said:
“Dear Sir: Do you know the man
your daughter is meeting at different
resorts on the Lincoln highway? Many
facts in your life are known to the
writer of this, which you would not
like to find public property. If you
want to know all the writer knows
send letter to the P. O. Box given be­
low and wait for telegram appointing
meeting place. All will be told you.”
It was unsigned, merely the number
of the post office box, 0111 , in a small
Pennsylvania city, being given.
Sir George handed it back. “I’d
throw It in the fire.”
Robert MacBeth grasped the letter
firmly. “That’s where you would be
wrong. Such letters should be kept
and used to trap the writer or writers.
L’P s*nrf it to 9 detective agency. It
watch the bronze blur until it took
shape and outline and began to look
like Roberta MacBeth. Then he started,
Copyright by M argaret Turnbull.
aware that the silence had been long.
W, N. U. Service.
“You were saying?”
“That I’ll tell Roberta what I want
isn’t scandal I’m afraid of. I’ve never as soon as she crosses the river. Or
done anything to be blackmailed for will you meet her and tell her I want
and neither has Roberta.”
to see her? And take yourself off for
“Then why should you bother?”
a time.”
MacBeth turned an honestly worried
“Absolutely.”
face to the younger man. “I’m pretty
Sir George sauntered toward the
sure that the writer of this letter has river and met the flushed and exultant
some connection with the difficulty looking girl.
I’ve been having with my payroll, but
“Spying?”
I can’t convince the police.”
His look was enough to make her
“Payroll !” Sir George looked at him feel ashamed of herself.
in astonishment. “Do you mean the
“Oh, I say,” she said. “That was
payroll for your employees in the city?” unfair and I didn’t really mean it.”
Robert MacBeth shook his head.
Sir George did not stop. “It doesn’t
“Not the office. A much bigger thing. matter,” he said stiffly. “Your father
The money for the men on the con­ is waiting to see you.”
struction job. You will likely laugh at
The girl angrily kicked a rock off
the idea that this has anything to do the towpath into the canal. “Well, If
with it, but though I’ve tried to, some­ you want to be hateful, be hateful.”
how I can’t succeed in laughix?^ very
"He turned. “If you would only get
hard. I have a feeling these letters it Into your extraordinarily pretty
have some connection with a gang of little head,” he told her not unkindly,
men who mean to have a try for that “that I’m here because I have to earn
payroll again, if they can’t get at me my living and your father has been
and my money this way.” He shook good enough to give me a post—that’s
the letter.-
that. As for you and your friends, at
“But surely you’ve taken precau­ the risk of being thought rude, I tell
tions? Why not pay the men by you that I don’t give a tinker’s d—n
check?”
whom you meet or where you meet
Robert MacBeth made a wholly con­ him, and that’s all of that.”
temptuous gesture with his hand,
There had been a quickly drawn
which still held the letter. “Use your breath and then silence and he had
head. I can’t pay laborers by check. walked on over the canal bridge to the
Lots of the foreigners don’t know what highway, feeling completely ashamed
to do with checks. No, we’ve got to of himself. Why. had he lost his
make and keep things safe ourselves.” temper? His rShiorse gaining on him,
He looked at Sir George, and, lean­ he was about to turn once more when
ing toward him and in a low tone, the sound of flying footsteps came to
said: “It’s all right in New York. I him. He turned to confront an . angry
can get protection, armored cars If and flame-cheeked girl, who told him
need be, but I’ve a hunch there’s vehemently: “You’ve just got to know
trouble brewing for me and I’ve got a this. You don’t hate me one decree
great many thousands of dollars to less or more than I hate you.”
pay out on the big piece of construc­
“Well, since we know it’s mutual,”
tion work being done up the river.
said Sir George evenly, “suppose we
It’s how to get the money there safely go on hating each other as much as
that is puzzling me now.”
we like in private, and keep a friendly
He paused a moment and said quiet­ smile to face the world.” He smiled
ly: “I don’t mind telling you that I
at her now.
have the sum deposited in the nearest
“Oh, you’re hateful!” the girl cried.
local bank. I’m going to send some
one down to collect it from the bank “Just when I meant to be decent to
later and that some one may be you.” you for father’s sake, you make it
He looked at Sir George questioningly. impossible. I promise you I’ll do
“Yes, of course, but when and anything I can to speed your return
to bonnie Scotland.”
how?”
“Ah,” returned the homesick Sir
“That’s what I want you to tell me.
George,
his heart in his voice, “if you
Fd like you to go down with Roberta
today and look over the lay of the only could.”
The girl looked at him speechless a
land.”
“Can’t your man take me?” Sir moment and yet she did not go. He
George asked. “Might find out more wondered why, but almost before lie
fca& qone pondering he suddenly saw
that w a/.’r
“I don’t want the servants to know the answer lo his question'. The blue
or suspect anything about it, nor the car was some little way ahead of him,
people in the village. In fact, I don’t on the tree-shaded cross road to the
want anybody to know anything about highway, and its owner was struggling
frantically to start it.
it, except possibly Roberta.”
That was why she thought he was
“Must she know? Why drag a girl
spying; that was why she would not,
into this?”
“Roberta won’t be dragged in,” her if she could' help it, leave him alone.
He continued to walk toward the
father promised him. “But I want
her to take you down the river to thè car and to speak so that the man,
bank and up the river to show you whoever he was, might hear. “Surely
you don’t want to annoy your father
where the money is to be taken.”
and have him question you, do you?
“By motor?”
As for the blue car and its owner,” he
“Yes.”
“But you surely wouldn’t let the continued, “it is hardly my affair.”
The man at the car jerked his head
girl drive if there was likelihood of
up and nodded to the girl and then
danger.”
“No, but you could drive yourself*; quickly turned his back and busied
himself with the car again.
once you knew the way.”
“Oh, yes.”
Sir George waited for a moment.
“Well, go with her to the village Surely any decent sort would be likely
and to the bank, where she will ;cash to come over and speak—make it easy
a check and introduce you to the* for the girl to introduce him. The
cashier. Then tomorrow she’ll tasfe man, however, after that one look hur­
you up the riyer.”
ried back to work at the car, his face
“Have you told her this?”
resolutely turned from Sir George.
“A>t yet. Why?”
The girl, looking first at one and then
“It’s barely possible she may have at the other, slowly turned and went
made arrangements of her own.”
toward her father’s house.
“She’ll change that if I ask her,”
~ Sir George walked away past the
her father said easily.
car. What sort of cheap and awful
“Ah—”
person that little devil had elected as
Sir George was not aware himself hero of her secret romance, he now
of how much he put in that “Ah.” It had a pretty fair idea. The man’s
was sufficient to make Robert- Mac­ face, though good-looking in its way,
Beth turn his head quickly and. survey was an open book to Sir George.
the young man. Having turned Lit he
Sir George wondered why the fellow
saw that the young man’s eyes - were had been so asinine as to try to hide
fixed on a spot of blue. MacBeth was: his face, so anxious to avoid any
presently able to observe that this speech with him. He stopped dead in
was a car on the high road over on the middle of the road for a moment
the mainland and that, opposite that as_ the solution occurred to him. It
car was a dim blur that had a bronze must have been that he was afraid,
color. He remembered the^ ^jolor , of s S kcq he had seen Sir George first, of
the dress his daughter had beén wear­ recognition. Then the fellow • must
ing that morning and turned his head be'some one whom he himself would
so that the younger man might not recognize. He walked on thoughtfully.
see his face. Sir George continued to
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Thursday, November 13, 1930
Should Have Known
W hat He Would Do
The hero of this one is not exactly
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The two went north not so long
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home. Of course, he would take his
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