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CORDELIA THE MAGNIFICENT _ »y ™roy scott. , _. „ „ svnopsih. C«r4«tta Marlow*. moat atrtkloa riaarr l» aotlatr a yauoarit —I. whaar mothar 1 1 - J had lost her Hitnlial Inrnmr of *30.000 he "2" "Ufr areepu a i>o>i(lnii a> In 'Mllwlor With_Krilmorr * Kraakllo lawyers. I ndrr airrrmrnt with « or della. Mr. Franklin notifies Mr*. Mar lowe that she Had hern defrauded bv her broker* and lie had effected a settle ment under the terra* of which ahe would regularly receive It.MNi monthly, f ords lla'a fir*t assignment |* to vtolt Kolliag Meadow*, the country home of Ciladys Norworlli. the richest >ouag woman In her social set. and “aboerve" condition* and doing* there. She note* that Mitchell, the butler, hold* a commandiag no*ltloa In the household and overheare a cnnver • * nation between him. Mlin Norworth it ml her at rn-n inter, Kmlly Meten*. from w hit h ! nhe Infera there had Iteen a neeret mar riaff# and that one of tlio women In mother of t'ranrotn. a hoy whom they reprenented to ho a French orphan they had adopted, (•ladya ordern Cordelia to leave tho hoime after aeeinit her kianed by Jerry riimpfun. a cueat whom both fflrla deni red 1o marry. Cordelia eharcen (tladya with being mother of Franrola. which nhe finally admita in true. The boy’a father, ahe nay a. waa a noldler who waa hlllod and who had told mitrhell that he already liad a wife when he married (fonttailed from VeiierdaM She did not know exactly why, but Cordelia had a sense that this talk whs Incoming uncomfortably per sonal. la this why you asked me here/’ she inquired, "to air your philosophy of blackmail?" "1 I*eg your pardon! I entirely for got myself. When I get an audience 1 ni hr glib, hr quenchless, aa au thoritative and quite aa meaningless as an English novelist on an Amer ican lecture tour." Abrqptly his ap pearance changed; his satiric eyes be catne keen, searching, "You're right — I didn't ask you here to listen to the mere wagging of a loose tongue. It seemed to me that our gHmes had become pretty thoroughly tangled und that we should have a trank show-down. I've told you about myself. Now just what Is your game?" She started. "Alv game'" •'I'm witling Gladys and Bather should think your tale the truth— provided it doeau t Interfere with me. Rut I know it Is not the truth. For 1 know you came to Rolling Meadowa to learn Gladys' story, and that you learned It in consequence persis tent, careful planning. I say again your tale was not the truth, and again 1 ask you what's your game?” "Mitchell!" aha aald haughtily. ‘ .Mr. Alitehell, whan we'ra in pri vate,'' he corrected. She stared at him. gtlll trying to maintain her manner of haughly .lenial and indignation. And then Mitchell openly accused her of blackmailing Gladys and after her indignant denials warned her to look out for Mr. Franklin. And after these astounding things he confessed an admiration for her that amazed her. She reported to Mr. Franklin dur ing an Impromptu drive. He pro fessed himself vastly pleased and in sisted on her accepting a $5,000 bonus for what he called her extraordinary services. He gave her a check for half that sum and promised to mall the balance. He also suggested that she accept the invitation to visit the Thorndikes. Gladys Alarmed. "But Cordia, you mustn't go ” Gladys cried in dismay. "I've said I would go and I'm gong. We'll be just wasting time if we discuss it. Besides. I asked you up here on something far more im portant than my leaving you.” "Gordie," she gasped. "Cordie—you don’t mean—you're going to tell ' .No. But you are going to tell. “I Yell?" I tell. . . .Tell—tell whom?” "Jerry Plimpton." "Tell Jerry Plimpton I tell Jerry Plimpton!'' Till now her voice had been low-pitched; It now burst forth a defiant shriek. “I'll not tell him' And you can't make me! Ml not tell him—never!" Just then the door softly opened, and softly closed. Cordelia felt no surprise whatever when she turned and saw that for the second time their interrupter was Mitchell. "At it again. Miss Marlowe,” he remarked in his pleasant, mocking tone. She's asking me to tell Jerry Plimp 'on, ' Gladys angrily explained to him. She turned back to Cordells. "I tell you I won’t do it! You can't make me loee Jerry like that!” Their gare locked. There was a moment of silence. Then the bland V0..r* Mitchell was gently raised. "It seems that my entrance was quite providential. When two parties to a conflict cannot agree, then arbi tration is the modern remedy. I nominate and elect myself as the third party—the arbiter. Now let's see if we cannot find a happy aolu lion that will satisfy the wishes of all three of us. I take it that your chief desire, Miss Marlowe, is not so much that Mr. Plimpton be told the whole truth as that he will be guaranteed protiwtion against Giadvs. I presutp# this latter will satisfy you?” "That will satisfy me—yes.” MUcheli stood up. “I’m sure you will do as I ask you. Gladys. There's a writing desk over rear the window. Gome on over: w e're going to take our pen in hand and write a little letter.” This Is the letter *s Gladys' rebel lious pen set it down.: Dear, Jerry: Y'ou are such and old friend, and such s good friend that I want you to he one of the very first to learn of my secret. Remember it Is a secret—you must not whisper it to s soul and you must bum this letter, the whole of my secret. I sm not even telling you the name of mv fiance; that's the biggest part of the secret. There are circum stances which make silence for a time—hut then I don't need to go Into explanations to you. Always your friend. Falthfullv, GLADTS NORTHWpRTH. When Gladys had finished Mitchell ordered her to address an envelope to Jerry's city home, to e.nclose the letter, seal it. and hand It over to him. She handed over the letter. Then she whirled upon Cordelia, all her passion blaring forth, hands clenc hing and unclench*- ng in their furious de sire to close on flesh. "You've done all thla. Cordelia Mar lowe'" she cried. "I'll not forget It! Mv time will come—Just you see—and when It comes, oh. but I'll make you pay' I'll ncike you pay!" Having e'lni!nated Cordelia as his agent In Gladys' affairs. Franklin's mind had turned to Mitchell as his most likely Instrument for further ance of his interests. Since Mitchell wae admittedly black mailing. Franklin reasoned that Mit chell was an experienced criminal. In reply to a skillfully worded letter. Mitchell went to Franklin's office. Franklin was cool, pleasant, direct. A Cool Customer. "Visiting at Rolling Meadow a I was much struck by your obvious super iority to your position.” he said. "Yes." "Very good. Now I can use sn Intelligent man of vour type, and It occurred to me that I might offer you something which you might con alder an Improvement upon your prea cut situation.' "I fear I could not ault you, )f. Franklin, for none of my training ha* boon along legal line*. What terms did you think of offering?" "Mv terms?” said Franklin, steadily, choosing his worda 1*0 that their meaning could not possibly be mis taken. "Of course I do not know what you are now clearing, from salary, gratuities, and ait other aources, but if you will come In with me I will guarantee to double your present receipt*. Double them—what ever the source, whatever the amount.” "you have been most kind. Mr. Franklin." he said. "But 1 have no personal ability, and no connection of any kind, which,could possibly war rant me in accepting so generous an offer." "Then you do not accept?” "N’o It would not be fair to you ” Mitchell rose, and with courteous, poker faces the two men parted. CHAPTER XV. Franklin's only remaining course, so it now seemed to him, to make a profit out of Cordelia's information— the big profit of a great lawyer who was keeping safely within the law— was through direct dealings with Gladys. “I find myself In a most embarras sing, humllating situation.” Franklin said to Gladys. "Believe me. I would not touch the matter I am about to broach to you. were It not for the cer tainty that some other lawyer would handle the matter If I declined. Briefly, a person has Just come ti me with a most unfortunate stary an affair of the heart In wartlmi Paris, a child horn out cf wedlock— and everything most carefully con cealed from the public. I sincere!; hope you now understand, so that 1 will not be unpleasantly necessar; for me to go Into further detail* Also this person has proofs, ant threatens to make the story publli unless—But you see what I air forced to lead up to. This person r» quires a price—a large price, in far —In return for h s part in keeping ths story a secret from the public.” oiadys attempted no denial. "I know who the person 1st” shs exclaimed. "Cordelia Marlowe! Stas alway* has needed money—she knows this story—she told me you were her attorney! It's all aa plain as day— the person is Cordelia Marlow! Shs has already used that story to holf me up.” Gladys explained to Mr. Franklin; "She made me write a letter t< Mr. Plimpton. Not telling him the story, but the sort of letter that wotiU cause him to keep jiway from me." "But her reason for that?” IT, Be Continued Tomorrow! THE NEBBS a THERE IS NO PLACE LIKE HOME. 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X t> OKt TO SHOul IT FIRST I "TO A FEuj OF \MINF. FRifkjK, r NOO, KkOU) uMO ^OOV.^1 \ SHOui nr To. (UHA> 1 KKOluS A j C* JtWCUlT i^ihBo \^THgy S6EJY J •VS A \ 6'^MOkt) WVKiCj fcBtE . *ud crs. i\ BAsktAiw / I Do NOU kMNu \ / A QOOb bUSMONb 1 Rlk<* U)H£k Noil V^Etnr??/ f V CxjCjtfr TO - i \ / WAS IN THE FAfct ' 1 (iEWELRv 0USIN6W \^R>R TbJtxTrv 'iWS. | Burgess Bedtime l Stories V__/ By THORNTON W Bl RGKSS. The Quarks and Peter Rabbit are Startled. Wisdom knew* ju*t when to stay. >r»i »hcn ‘tia beat to run away Old Mother Nature Peter Rabbit was so interested if listening to the troubles of Mr. anf Mrs. Quack, and Mr. and Mrs. Quack were »o occupied in telling Peter aboir their troubles that all three forgot to watch out for possible danger. Sc it happened that they didn't suspec that any one else was near until a twig snapped. Had you heard ths snap of that twig It would hav« seemed a very slight noise indeed But to Peter end the Quacks It w»i as startling as the bang of a gus would have been. Tou see they knew instantly that some on* h*d crept U‘ very close to them. Mr. end Mrs. Quack, who had been souattng right out in the open at the edge of the water, inatantly took t« their wings and headed out atralgh for the middle of the Big River. They didn t even atop to aee what had frightened them. Peter Rabbit simplv squatted down * little closer to the ground under a shelter of brush. Peter was too wise to attempt to run away. To have run would have been to have shown himself. He knew that very likely he had not been seen, end that It was safer to freeze, that Is, to keep perfectly still, thsn to run. To run without knowing what ht was run ning from might be to run right straight into danger instead of away from it. Peter's heart was going thumplty thump. thumpity-thump as he peeped out to see who had snapped that twig. Then hi* heart Mopped thumping. Peter sew Farmer Brown's Boy. and he did not fear Farmer Brown's Boy. He knew that Farmer Brown's Boy was his friend. But Peter ddn't move. He watched to see what Farmer Brown's Boy wss about, and as he watched he wished with all his heart that he could tell Farmer Brown's Boy the dreadful story of the Quacks. '"He would try to do something for them. He would try to help them. I know he would.” thought Peter. But. of course, he couldn't talk to Farmer Brown's Boy, so he kept still and watched. Farmer Brown's Boy •I* watched to aee what Farrow Brawn'* Boy waa about. walked down to the edge of the Big River and Mood looking off after Mr. and Mr*. Quack. "That wa* a pair of Mallard Pucka as sure a* I liter' acclaimed Farmer Frown * Boy. "| didn't suppose tt v*a time for them yet. They hava arm ed earlier than I have ever known them to before. If 1 had aua 1 at ted that they were here I would hat* taken car# not to anap that twig, it niuat ha that we are going to hat# an early spring, or they wouldn't he up here yet. I wish I could keep them around here for a while. Ferhapa If I put eome corn out for them they will stay a while 1 II go atra.ght hark home and get tome " lie saw and Mra Quark art then wings art drop down nw the water out in the middle of the Big K11 Then tt stltng merrtlv he turned and tramped tm \ toward home, ivter watched him go, "If 1 could unit hate told him about Mr. and Mr*. Quack." thought Peter. 'ith, .’.ear, if l only could hate told hunt" tt'weri'ght. i*ts >