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M ac­ B e th lives on a n islan d e s ta te w ith Ills d a u g h te r, R o b e rta , w ho longs fo r c ity life. M acB eth is a victim of a r th r itis a n d a lm o st helpless. M acB eth is glad* to see h is s is te r a n d a s k s th e tw o to sta y . R o b e rta is k eeping a d a te w ith J a c k N a ­ v a rro , a b o u t w hom sh e know s lit­ tle. M acB eth a rra n g e s fo r h is sis­ te r to ta k e c h a rg e of th e h ouse­ hold a n d G eorge to a c t a s secre­ ta ry . R o b e rta does n o t approve of th e a rra n g e m e n t. She tells h e r f a ­ 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? * * * * * ♦ * 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 as meek as Moses, but yields often to the wishes of a somewhat domineer­ ing wife, with mental reservations. The two went north not so long ago and, when the husband’s two weeks of vacation were over, he yielded to her entreaty that she be allowed to stay on the lake for the remainder of the month and assured her everything would be all right at home. Of course, he would take his meals out, but he would sleep at home and take care of everything just as she would were she right there. The woman came home Sunday to find the grass out of bounds, every window shade awry, and ashes, ciga­ rette stubs, newspapers and whatnot scattered everywhere. But greater than her dismay at the disorder was the shock she received at friend hus­ band’s attitude toward her displeas­ ure at the state of affairs. There was no apology, no remorse on the part of the culprit. “What is the meaning of this?” she asked, falling into the time-worn question that wives save up for just such a situation. ‘Tt’s just my idea of ‘Revolt in the Desert’,” he answered calmly, and stood his ground right there.—Kan­ sas City Star. 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