THE DAILY CAPITAL .TOURKAT,. SALEM. OREGON. SATURDAY. TWO. 1. Km
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j: ADVENTURES OF
r J. RUFUS
WallingforD
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By
f GEORGE RANDOLPH CHESTER, f
1 . Creator of "Wallinjford,"
C . and .. .
I . CHARLES W. GODDARD
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' ' Read the story and then
j; see the moving pictures
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11 Copyright, 1915, by tho Star Com- 1
n pany. All Foreign Rights
rt Reserved.
K, " CHAPTER V.
Wallingford Avanget Violet.
nEN you put on this crush
ed egg plant display you'll
make Gladys tliero look
like nrpuiin Maggie out la
trio cold," dcclurcd Iilackle Daw ad
miringly as the plump blond model
"wished haughtily past blue eyed Vio
let Warden. "Olrlle. bring It back."
Violet Hushed prettily at the frank
compliment, then she giggled, and the
plump blond model swunned back
pcross (he iloor of tbo pink and gray
union with the cold blank expression of
li perfect lady. Violet, admiring the Im
ported lavender creation, suddenly
hlooped and picked up tbo hem crit
ically. : "It looks as If It might hare been
worn," she suggested, and at that mo
ment M. Terlgord diiuced Into the room
With his perpetual air of baring al
most remembered something urgent.
Only (ho briefest flushing gin nee be
tween Blackle and Violet This was
I tie man whom they bad como to study.
"You didn't borrow this for the
French models' ball, did you, slater?"
fnqulred Iilackle loudly.
.' "No, monsieur," replied the girl In a
rich east side accent, and she cast one
corner of ber eye on M. Perlgord, who
"w as hurrying toward them.
M. Terlgord, a dark Utile man with
Muck freckles and a kinky bennl,
was shocked to the very center of his
Mug. "Impossible!" bo cried, both
liands aloft "The house of Mondeaux
Does not permit Itl The costume Is
pew, It is exclusive, It la delicious!
Willi mademoiselle's exquisite color the
Isffoet Is magnificent"
' "The color harmony Is a clneh,"
iigreed Blackle, smiling to Violet "But
It looks (o me as If this gown hnd pa
ruded an ocean view piazza or so."
'. Tho distress of M. Perlgord was pain
ful to observe. "Ah, monsieur," he
iltcously Implored, "you do not know
(lie bouse of Mondeatixl Americans al
ways thluk first of clover little tricks!"
"That's a knock!" decided Blackle.
"Only crooks and lollops get slung In
America, and we give medals for that"
M. Andre Perlgord hastened to rec
tify his mistake. "I am all admiration
for Americans!" and be blew Into the
olr a kiss from hit Are finger tips. "I
adore their clever little tricks! I wish
learn them all. I, too, would be
come rich qulckl" Lie smiled dream
ily. "Money and no quest Ions!"
Blackle, with a halt grin beneath his
pointed mustache, was regarding M.
1'crlgord keenly.
"You've been reading bad llterature,H
lie observed. "There's uo money in
clever little tricks. Grafting Is a sport,
not a business."
Perlgord smiled wisely.
"One year In New York and I have
Rcverttl thousand dollars 'on the side'
for Andre Perlgord!" he exulted.
Another quick glance between Blackle
!Taw and bis pretty companion. They
knew whore Perlgord bud secured for
ty thousand of his "on the side" mon
ey. Ills name was fifth on the list of
(lint clique, bended by 10, II. Falls, who
kind robbed Violet and Fannie Wurdcn
of (heir Ovo million dollar fortune on
tlio death of (heir father. And till
n moil nt Blackle Daw and bis partner,
.1. Itufus Wallingford, h.id sworn to se
cure from the members of the clique
for the beautiful orphans. I'our nuuies
yere already crossed off that list
"Homebody Ml cntch you without your
license number, Andre," warned Black
ft
"The eolor harmony Is a elnoh," it'.i
Blaokit to Vlelet.
ie dryly. "How about that lilac Bplash,
Violet? Do you like it two hundred
and seventy-live worth?"
"It's pretty," hesitated Violet
"Send It up," ordered Blackle lightly.
"Charge it to the expense fund."
Before the "lilac splash" came home
Violent and Fannie Warden were call
ed hastily out of town by the Illness of
their Aunt Patty, and tbey were gone
fire weeks. On their return the girls
made a bee line for the shopping dis
trict, and Violet wore ber excluslre
Moudeaux creation. As tbey stepped
out of the new electric, which bad
bees made possible by the half million
or more already recovered, a large
lady came up the avenue in a lavender
walking costume, which was an exact
duplicate of the "splash," panels, but
tons and all. As the girls approached
the big dry goods store they stopped,
stunned, In front of the show window.
There, on a lovely wax lady, with a
bright toothed smile, was tho same ex
quisite lavender walking suit panels,
buttons and all, marked "$85!" In a
Broadway shop at noon they saw a
throng of stenographers admiring a
mitral display of a big show window,
it lavender walking suit with the fa
miliar panels and buttons, $23,001 Tbey
iturted back uptown In a hurry, aud
as they crossed Fifty-third Btreet saw
a large flabby colored woman and a
highly pcroxlded white woman pass
tach other with glares of undying
hatred. They both wore cheap taffeta
lavender walking costumes, with the
exclusive Mondeaux panels and but
tons! In a show window on One Hun
dred and Twenty-fifth street was a
lavender dress same panels and but
tons! It was raado of gingham, and
the prlco was $4.08!
When ITornce O. Daw and J. Rufus
Wallingford called at the Warden
home thut evening (hey found Violet
A Large Colored .Woman and a Par.
oxidad Whits Woman Paasad Each
Other.
with a headache and (he demure Fan
ule Bympathetleully suppressing the
twinkles of amusement In ber brown
eyes.
"If you make fun of me I'll pour
beans lu your saxaphone," warned Vio
let ns she handed Blackle a large, flat
pasteboard box. "This Is the 'lilac
splash!'" and with bubbling Indigna
tion she told them all about It
"Harpooned on the lavender lemon,"
grinned Blackle. "I guess (he color
blinded us. However It happened,
though, I'll take this box down In the
morning, and I'll bring you back your
two hundred and seventy-five or old
Paregoric's whiskers."
Wiilllngford had chuckled at first, but
now he was thoughtful.
M. Perlgord was deeply regretful that
the beautiful Miss Warden's lavender
creation had been so extensively copied.
"It Is because mademolsello Is so strik
ing so attractive," he suuvely ex
plained. "Those clever American man
ufacturers bare their designers every
where. Itegnrd their little trick! They
behold a charming fashionable like
Mile. Warden In a triumph like this ex
quisite lavender costume. They say:
'Vollut We wait no longer! We have
found It!' They dash to their work
shops. They niuko a sketch of the de
signevery button, every thread. Pres
to! Tho artistic creation of the house
of Mondeiiux Is In all the shops."
"So that's the way It's dune," uiused
Blackle. "What do you think of that
for pure gall, JliuV"
Jim WalMtigford's big shoulder! heav
ed. "It sounds like the explanation for
a black eye," he chuckled.
"One becomes clever In America,"
boasted Perlgord, with a self satlsllod
smile, after be had agreed to refund
the price of the dress. "I bare learned
the little trick to make money. Now 1
learn the Utile trick to Invest with rup
Illness. With $M,00U to start-vollal"
"Fifty-four thousandl" responded
Iilackle, glancing at J. Itufus.
Wallingford nt the window suddouly
wheeled and caum back looking nt his
watch. "I'm afraid 1 can't wait until
you settle with M, Perlgord," he stated.
"What's your hurry, Jim," protested
Blackle. "It won't lake long. Wueu
people pass money they part."
"1 have to keep my eyo on a certain
rapid Investment," Bald Wallingford
Impressively. "I'll see you tomorrow
at the olllee and settle with you for
the next pool. By tile way, here's
your $1,000."
"Ob, give It to newsboy," laughed
Blackle, with a nonchalant wave of
the baud.
"I don't cure what you do with It"
responded Wiilllngford gravely, pro
ducing a big red pocket book. "My
business Is to pay you this $1,000 lu
return for tho $150 you Invested with
mo yesterday," and Into the hands of
(he astonished Iilackle lio counted
$.'i00 bill and Ova $100 bills.
"How much will you Invest tomor
row morning?"
"The wad," .Blackle said promptly,
and started (o baud back (he motiejrv.
rain L
"You know ui-i,li iuuii mm, vvui
llngford reprovingly reminded him. "A
hundred and fifty Is (ho limit lu this
pool, as I have often told you."
"Can't yen let me go In for two hun
dred?" argued Bluckle. "I don't like
to play for a piker bet like this."
"Then stay out." retorted Walling
ford. "I offered to let you In on a $30,
000 pool once, and you fulled to meet
me at 3:30, so now. you take the Utile
pools. . Walt a minute." and he con
suited a red memorandum book. "You
can only have a hundred today."
"All right," agreed Blackle reluctant
ly. "Here's your hundred," and he
handed It over.
"Good day," snld Wallingford, taking
the money.
M. Perlgord looked after him In stun
ned perplexity. "Impossible!" be com
nieuted. "ne Invested $130 fpr you
yesterday, and toduy he gives you
hack $1,000."
"Yes, confound him, "grumbled Black
le. "He's sore at uie and won't let me
in on his big guiuc."
"Big!" repealed Perlgord In astonish
ment, looking greedily at the money lu
Bluckle's bund. "Do you cull this
small?"
"It's a tin born proposition," scorned
Blackle.
"But how does he make It?"
"Wallingford won't tell," Blackle
half wulsperlngly confided. "He Is one
of our most clever Americans. No
body knows bow much money he Is
worth. Nobody knows how much I am
worth. I don't know myself."
"And did Mr. Wallingford make yon
all your money?"
"Every lust $1,000,000," asserted
Blackle.
"Ah!" breathed M. Perlgord In wor
ship. "I, also, would become rich
ijulck! So rich that I also could say of
$1,000, 'Give the tlu horn to the news
boy.' M. Daw, would you truly give
thut much money to a newsboy, or
was It what you clever Americans call
a Joke?"
Bluckle's eyes widened In astonish
ment that such u question should be
asked. "I'd give It to anybody," be
-ttuted, with a flush of Inspiration.
"Would you like to have It?"
"Nine hundred dollars!" gasped M.
Perlgord In terror.
"Is It $i)00? Why, so It Is," counted
Blackle negligently. "Here, Perlgord,
take It and buy yourself a dinner,"
and, thrusting the bills luto tbo bands
of tbe duuifoiinded Perlgord, be stalk
ed out of the place.
.
I forgot to get Miss Warden's
check," explained Iilackle the next day,
wulklug Into M. Perlgord's with a
suxapboue case In bis baud.
"It Is rendy, monsieur," cordially
stated tbe importer, greeting Bluckle
with the enthusiasm of an old friend
He clasped his hands and bowed pro
foundly. He delivered the check with
flourish. "It gives me great pleasure
to make myself again honorable with
mademoiselle."
She'll appreciate It," grinned Blac
kle. "Thanks, Perlgord. Good duy."
and be started for the door.
"Pardon, monsieur, ono lit Mo mo
nient," begun Perlgord.
Blackle, expecting that call, turned
with slow reluctance. Ho looked at
his watch.
"Your friend, M. Wallingford." in
sinuated Perlgord. "I am consumed
with curiosity to know bow much he
gave you for your $100 of yesterday."
"Oh," returned Bluckle, with a bored
expression, "I don't know yet As a
mutter of fact, I hadn't thought of in
quiring about It. He probably has only
six or eight hundred dullars for me.
I ll Just let it go."
"Ah, monsieur," protested Perlgord.
"even If It Is only a little money, like
that to you. who aro so rich, It should
be taken. Perhaps monsieur wouliyike
to give It to some friend."
"Very well," ugreed Blackle, yawn
ing. "Walllngford's office hours arc
from 3 to 4. Would you like to go over
with me?"
"I shall be transported!" exclaimed
M. Perlgord lu n Mutter of delight this
being the boon for which be bad been
eager to ask.
He ran. He brought his silk bat He
brought bis gray gloves. Ho brought
his little cane. Uo brushed Ills kinky
beard. He tripped down tho stairs two
steps ahead of Illucklo Haw. Only
when they reached (ho olllee did be
hung buck timidly.
That was a brnnd new ofTtco In a
brand new skyscraper, and on tho door
was (he legend: "J. Itufus Wiilllngford.
Investments." M. Perlgord did not no
tlce that the paint was still fresh, for
Wallingford himself had carefully dust
ed and otherwise aged It. IIu hnd spent
the morning on (be Job.
Inside was a xniiill anteroom, In
which there sat wultlng a totally bald
divided mini and n man Willi a bushy
beard and a large red necked man with
a mustache, one end of which bad been
chewed to a tassel. A spider legged
boy guarding the oiitrunco (o (ha door
of the prlvuti) otllco greeted Blackle
with a nod and turned an unfriendly
stare on M. Perlgord. Beyond the glass
partition could be heard tho loud and
ungry voice of that peerless Investor, J
Itufus Wnlllugford.
"No, Mr. Pellet, you can't get on the
preferred llstl" shouted the voice. "You
have (he gull of a burglur. I let you
have a twenty-live dollar a day cor
tier lu this little pool practically out
of charity. You've made au average of
from $'.00 to $:KH) a day out of your In
vestment, haven't you?"
"Yes, sir," admitted Mr. Pol lot "The
lowest yon ever made me out of my
f'Jo was $100. But I want lu go on
your larger list. Nearly all your ctis
touiers are allowed to invest from $100
to $150 day, and they uinko from
four to six (lines as much as I do, II
Isn't fair."
"That setdes 1(1" roared Wallingford,
at (he limit of his pullence. "You got
out! Your place ou tho list Is vacant!"
"Please don't say that," pleaded tflf.
frtghtened. Juliet "I'" wrr.Ji
"You're too Inte,"' sternly returned
Wallingford. "Here's your $275 for to
day." "Please take my $25," begged Mr.
Pollet
There was the sound of the hasty
scraping of a chnlr. "Your account Is
closed!" roared Wallingford. "Get out!"
There were other sounds. The door
opened suddenly and out' shot a
chunky young man who wore thick
speotacles. M. Perlgord noted that he
had money In both hands. He turned
In the middle of tbe anteroom.
"Go on out you!" ordered the spider
legged boy, as J. Rufus Wallingford
himself slammed the door of the pri
vate office..
Mr. Pollet walked slowly out of the
room. The 'Waiting Investors looked
nervous and apprehensive. A little bell
rang sharply. The spider legged boy
darted Into Walllngford's room. He
bounced out again In a minute.
"VV. O. Jones," be announced.
Tho totally bald beaded man sham
bled lu, casting a jealous look at M.
Perlgord.
"Hello, Onion Jones!" greeted Wal
lingford suavely. "I have $1,100 for
you. That leaves you $1,000 clear
profit Pretty good, eh?"
Perlgord's eyes glistened.
"Not the best day we've bad, but I'm
latlsfled," laughed Jones. "I hear you're
going to start a new pool, Mr. Walling
ford." "Next week," returned J. Rufus.
"Any chance of my getting a share
In it?"
"I think not Jones," advised Wal
lingford. "I won't split that pool into
shares. I 'plan to take In Just one big
Investor."
"All right," agreed Jones. "I'm
tickled with anything you do. How
much can I 6et In for tomorrow?"
"One hundred," stated Wallingford.
"Just give me that hundred dollar bill."
"There you are," returned Mr. Jones
contentedly. "Good qjiy, Mr. Walllng-
ioru.
The bell rang. The spider legged boy
darted In. Mr. Jones shambled out with
his band full of money.
Andre Perlgord's breath came quickly.
"Wl W. Williams." sang the boy.
The full bearded man went in.
"Good afternoon. Chinchilla," hailed
Wallingford cheerily. "You got in for a
hundred and fifty, didu't you? Well,
hero's $1,050. I'll have to cut you down
to a hundred todny."
"Sorry, sir," said Williams. "By the
way. Is Pollet dropped from the pool?"
"Yes," snapped Wallingford.
"I'd like to take up his share."
"No," snapped Wallingford.
"Just as you say," hastily responded
Chinchilla Williams. "Lord, I don't
want you to get sore nt me too."
"I guess Una little grouchy," con
fessed Wallingford, "but every time I
turn around somebody wants to hand
me money. I'm tired of It"
"I know," admitted Williams. "You
have too much capital now. I guess If
you dropped about half of us tbo rest
of us could make more money."
"If I dropped you all I could make
tbe entire profit for myself," Walling
ford reminded him. "That's what I'm
going to do on this next pool take just
ono live partner with $100,000 and split
tho profits."
"I'll dig you up $100,000 in a min
ute," quickly offered Williams.
"Nothing dolug, Chinchilla," bluntly
refused Wallingford. "I have to have
a partner I like. He must be generous,
trustful and agreeable, and you won't
do. Good day, Williams."
"Good day, sir," returned Williams
sadly.
The bell rang as he came out with
money In bis hands. -.
"Mr. Meaien," announced the spider
legged boy.
The red necked man with the chew
ed mustache lumbered In. He spoke a
few husky words. Wallingford did not
talk at alb Big Tim came out with his
bands full of money.
Perlgord was dreaming vast dreams.
"Mr. Daw," announced the boy.
The autocratic Mr. Wallingford
frowned when he saw the stranger
with Blackle Daw, but M. Perlgord
Wallingford SmIUd Quliilcully as Ho
Turnod Away.
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did not see tbe frown. His astounded
eyes were glued on the novel decora
tions of Walllngford's desk. These
decorations consisted entirely of
money stacks of Ave dollar bills, of
tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds, five
hundreds and thousands! There were
packages of money still unopened, and
from a slightly projecting drawer
peeped other money.
"Anybody else out there, Jesse
James?" yelled Wallingford.
"No, sir," replied the boy.
"Then lock the door," ordered Wal
lingford. "Mr. Daw, here's your $1,-
000," and he nonchalantly selected the
money from the assortment on tbe
desk. "You may get In for a hundred
tomorrow."
"All right," assented Blackle care
lessly and held the money loosely In
his band. Passing Wallingford a hun
dred, be stuffed tbe rest in bis vest
pocket with his thumb. "Your tomor
row's pool all made up, Mr. Walluig
ford?" "All but a twenty-five dollar share,"
answered the clever Investor. "I was
going to let old man Dokes have that
but he didn't show up. Moreover, I'm
afraid Dokes can't keep bis mouth
shut If anybody tells about this pool,
but bo goes. You. may have Dokes"
twenty-five."
"No, thanks," drawled Blackle. "I
don't like odd change. Carry it your
self." "Me?" laughed Wallingford. "Why
should I fuss with a twenty-five dollar
share? Look at what I have left" And
with a negligent sweep of his band be
Indicated tbe litter of money.
M. Perlgord had been trying to speak,
but he bad been too excited.
"If It will be any favor to monsieur
I will take It" he offered. "Me, Andre
Perlgord."
"I don't like to let strangers In," hes
itated Wallingford, with a frown, "but
I think I shall let Mr. Perlgord in on
this pool, Mr. Daw; that is, until it
closes next week." And Wallingford
smiled quizzically as be turned away.
"I am all gratitude!" fervently ex
claimed M. Perlgord, whipping out his
pocketbook and planking down bis $25
In a hurry, lest Wallingford should
change his mind.
"You're on," said Wallingford, toss
ing the money carelessly on to the desk
with the other greenbacks.
M. Perlgord smiled and smiled. "How
much shall I receive for my $25?" he
wanted to know.
"I guarantee nothing," returned Wal
lingford, casting on him a cold look. "I
may not make you over a hundred dol
lars. I may even lose your money."
Both Blackle nnd M. Perlgord laugh
ed at that absurd proposition.
Again M. Perlgord ventured a ques
tion. "If I may Intrude upon mon
sieur's courtesy, how doeB he make
such enormous profits?"
"I never tell," declared Wallingford.
"Viola!" accepted Perlgord. "M. Wal
lingford, I thank you. M. Daw, I
thank you also. Shall I come over to
morrow to get my money?"
"No, don't bother me. I'll drop In and
band It to you," stated Wallingford
carelessly. "Good day, gentlemen."
They filed out of the offlce, and Wal
lingford called Blackle back, and M.
Perlgord, listening Intently, beard Wal
lingford say:
"Your friend Perlgord Is very agree
able. He is generous. He looks trust
ing." Andre Perlgord's heart was glad.
What he did not hear Wallingford say
was this:
"Double right back, Blackle, and help
me tnke care of this real coin. We'll
leave the phony stuff here, but I'm
nervous since I bad Onion Jones and
Chinchilla Williams and big Tim Mea
zen In this room."
At last Andre Perlgord was a happy
man. He was profiting by American
cleverness, and bo had tbo most clever
man In America ns his Investing agent
On the first day Wallingford handed
him $200 for bis $25. On tbe second
day Wallingford banded him $300 for
his $25. On the third day Wallingford
banded him $273.
Andre Perlgord smiled. He was be
coming clever, no knew now where
Wallingford mado these enormous prof
itson the bourse, tbe Stock Exchange.
That was where these clever Ameri
cans made their quick fortunes. It
was tho only place. But Andre Peri
gord was wise. He said nothing. He
held his peace and took tbe money.
It was a shame that the amount was,
after all, so small. It was a tin born.
If be could only invest lu the larger
business which Wallingford was about
to launch, then be might be a million
aire quickly nnd go back to Paris and
do nothing nnd be a gentleman and
wear a different dress shirt every even
ing. He must be more agreeable to Mr.
Wallingford, more generous, more trust
ful. "Well, Andre," snld Wallingford on
the fifth day, "the little pool Is ended.
Here Is your last rakcoff $225."
"But there will bo another pool," pro
tested Andre. "Cannot monsieur make
me a place In that ever so little a
place, only twenty-five or fifty or a
hundred dollars?"
"No," refused Wallingford kindly,
but firmly. "I've cut out tho small
shares. I've dropped about half my In
vestors. I've carried lo(s of them along
because they were with me In the start
when I began In a small way. But
now they've hod enough. I don't like
to monkey with so many people, Tbe
smallest shares In this new pool are
$250, and It's filled up."
Andre cleared his throat "But there
was a larger pool," he suggested, "Just
M. Wallingford and one agreeable part
ner." "Yesj that's my special pet," agreed
Wallingford. "I need a man with
$100,000 for that"
"Monsieur, lookl" begged Andre. "I
have $50,250, upon which I have laid
my hands In the clever American fash
Ion. Now, M. Wallingford, could not
thjs amount be mado to dorj
Wallingford frowned. "1 like you,
but It would not bo fair," be objected.
"I do all the work and have all the
responsibility. If you were to put up
less than $100,000 I would be com
pelled either to take In another small
partner or put up some of my own
money. "No, I must have $100,000."
"Then I am in despair," worried
Andre. "I cannot borrow $43,750, even
In the name of Mondeaux.
"I see," mused Wallingford. "Well.
It's too bad, Andre, because you're a
very agreeable gentleman, and exactly
the kind of partner 1 would like to
have. However, If you can't rnlse tbe
money I shall accept some of my other
applications."
"One moment." pl?aded Andre. "How
much money would this grand pool
make me?"
"I don't know," replied Walllrgford.
"I guarantee nothing. I might make
us $5,000,000. I might make us a
thousand. I might lose tbe money."
"That Is droll," laughed Andre. "M.
Wallingford, I am desperate to be
come your partner. Look! Could you
not yourse'f loau me the money and
take back tbe $43,750 out of tbe first
day's profits?"
The big pink face of Wnlllngford
brightened immediately, and his broad
shoulders heaved. "By George, you're
a genius, Andre!" he chuckled. "That
was a happy idea. I'll take your
money."
"Vlolal" cried Andre. "The bank
will close (oo soon this afternoon, my
friend Wallingford, but tomorrow
morning I shall lay the amount In your
hands."
'All right," agreed Wallingford.
"Bring It over to the office In cash,
please."
Ono day passed, two anys passed.
three days passed, and Wnlllngford did
"No use to come, Andre," said Wal
lingford, grinning, "You re broke.
not bring any millions! He did not, in
fact bring any money at all! Indeed,
he did not come at all!
Andre Perlgord brushed his kinky
beard. He put on his silk hut, donned his
gray gloves, took up bis little cane and
trotted over to the office of J. Rufus
Wallingford, Investments.
Some vague, cold presentiment pos
sessed him as he entered the anteroom.
There were no waiting Investors. There
was no spider legged boy. The door of
the private office was open, and be en
tered. There was no money on the
desk. It was as bare as varnish could
make It There was no money peeping
from the half open drawer. M. Perl
gord's heart was sinking fast
In tbe big swivel chair sat J. Rufus
Wallingford, a huge diamond glowing
In his cravat. He was contentedly
smoking a big black cigar. Opposite
mm, with bis long legs sprawled under
the desk and his silk hut miraculously
poised on the back of bis bead, sat the
grinning Blackle Daw, contentedly
pulling a cigarette. Tbey had sat thus
every day from 3 to 4 since Andre hnd
joined the grand pool. They could af-
rord to loaf. The restitution fund of
tho Warden girls was richer by $40,000.
and there was over $15,000 added to
the expenso fund.
"Ah!" exclaimed Andre. "You are
here, at least I have not seen you at
the Mnlson Mondeaux!"
'No use to come, Andre," said Wal
lingford, grinning. "You're broke."
Andre Perlgord dropped Into a chnlr.
"Broke!" he gasped. "You did not lose
my money!"
"You did," advised Wallingford. "Ev-
cry cent Besides thnt you owe me
w,T50. l thought I wouldn't bother
you for that Just now."
'Mon Dieu!" groaned Andre. "Whv.
monsieur, you havo lost me not only all
my money, but some of tbe money of
the house of Mondeaux."
"Tough," commented Wallingford. "I
suppose you'll now have to Juggle with
your books and rent the Mondeaux cre
ations to tbe designers until you can
replace their money In the bank. Have
a clgnr."
Andre turned to the grinning face of
Blackle. "It is a graft!" be suddenly
decided and Jumped to his feet "I go
to the police!"
'And have me pinched and get all
our names In the papers and let the
house of Mondeaux find It out" sug
gested Wallingford. "Whatever hap
pens, Andre, I can ere you In tho peni
tentiary, with short hn1r and no neck-
tie, learning to paste paper sole on
waterproof shoes. Look here, Andrei
here are the proofs that you have
cheated the house of Mondeaux. Shall
thej have themT . ,
m iff?!
f" v
:-j :8!ty)Wnv' .
The face of the luckless investor was
a study.
"It Is true." Andre admitted. "I am
what you cull up against It." A short si
lence, nnd then the ever optimistic An-'
dre brightened. "But I have learned
another American trick: also I am still
clever, and I shall yet be rich. I shalf
not go to the penitentiary If they do
not hear thnt I have Inst so much mon
ey. Gentlemen. "applaud me. I have
already juggled the books. Vniln!" And.
highly pleased with himself, he strode
jauntily out.
Blackle nnd Wnlllngford looked at
each other dumbly. Blackle elevntpfl
his bunds In the Perlgord fashion.
"VoIIn!: be said. '-' ,
(Continued next Satnrday.)
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