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CHAPTER XVI. Continued.
Coloncl Illlngworth hail dismissed
Meudo from his mind because he hutcd
him. Helen Illlngworth rufrulnud
from talking nbout him to her father
because she loved him. So they were
never In each othor'H presence without
thinking of the num. This was a
Bourco of Brent Irritation to the father.
On occnslon ho almost found himself
at the point of shouting at hs daugh
ter to tall: nbout him. And that she so
carefully avoided the subject and us
tho avoidance was so obviously In ac
cordance with his own wish, tho re
Htrulnt Irrltnted him the more. Tho
fuct thnt they both sought so carefully
to maintain tho old relationship made
It more Impossible. For relationships
which arc primarily founded on lovo
cannot bo maintained by constraint
without tho weakening of tho great
force upon which their tenure had pre
viously depended. There is nothing
Ilko concealment to impair and weak
en a tlo unless It bo a bant Prohibi
tions rarely prohibit
Still thcro remained a deep and abid
ing nffectlon between father -and
daughter and they managed somehow
to get ulong outwardly much as before.
Indeed Colonel Illlngworth was more
kind and considerate than ever .to his
daughter, and she repaid hliu with
moro than usual care and devotion.
Tho very fact that she seemed to have
accepted the situation und obeyed the
law ho had laid down gave him some
compunctions of conscience. On that
account, perhaps, he had been the more
willing to accede to her request to take
Shurtllff into his employ. In no way
was Shurtllff responsible for the fail
ure of tho bridge or for any mistake
In the calculations of the Mcadcs, und
Shurtllff was an Invaluable man, not
only for an engineer but for the presi
dent of tho Murtlet Bridge company.
Ho was familiar with the subjects
that Colonel Illlngworth discussed and
wrote about. lie was Intelligent und
reliable to the last degree, his reputa
tion for steadiness and discretion un
questioned, and he was marvclously ef
ficient In his subordinate position. Tho
colonel, having first tried him out, had
advanced him rapidly after learning
his worth. IIo was now his private
secretary. Shurtllff -being an old bach
elor without kith or kin, and not orig
inally fond of women, found himself
suddenly in touch with one of tho
sweetest and kindest, ns well as the
youngest and most beautiful of a sex
about which ho knew nothing.
His new position naturally brought
Win into close touch with tho colonel.
Tho old mnn transacted a good deal
of his business in his own house.
Shurtllff was frequently thcro. Under
other circumstances Helen Illlngworth
wonld have treated him with that flno
and gracious courtesy which sho ex
tended to everyone with whom sho
carao In contact, but sho would not
have- especially interested herself In
him. Sho would not hnvo made him
tho object of the delicate attention and
Riven him tho careful consideration
which would havo completely turned
the head of a younger and moro sus
ceptible man.
Thero had been n prejudice In Shurt
llffs mind against women In gcnernl,
tind nelen Illlngworth In particular.
Ho had quickly realized that sho nbovo
all persons had tho greatest Interest
In disproving Mendc's statement nnd
his own and In laying tho bhnno for
tho failure of tho bridgo whero It be
longed, on the Bhoulders of tho pntron
to love whom hod been the habit of his
life. Therefore tho old secretary was
constantly on his guard lest he bo
trapped into admissions or actions
Which might bo used to discredit the
older Meade nnd convict tho two con
spirators. But Helen Illlngworth was far too
clever to allow any inkling of such a
design to nppeur. Not tho remotest
hint of such u purpose did sho betray.
Sho deliberately set about to win tho
old man's regard nud respect and per
haps eventually his nffectlon. Sho had
tho ordering of her father's household,
f course. That wus n matter in which
tho colonel concerned himself not at
ail so long as things went smoothly,
uo they always did. Ho was a littlo
astonished at her treatment of Shurt
llff, but tho old secretary was at heart
a gentleman, and thcro was no reason
why, If Helen choso to Include him
among her friends and Invito him to
dinner and othcrwlso mako him wel
come In tho house, sho should not do
so. Aud in his dry, precise way Shurt
llff was rather likable. Ho was touched
and flattered by her kindness, and In
spite of his suspicions, which gradu
ally grow less, by tho way, ho exerted
himself to show his appreciation and
to bear himself seemingly In his new
life
Colonel Illlngworth had no suspi
cions whatsoever that thcro had been
any conspiracy to suppress tho truth
aud shift tho blame. True, his daugh
ter had protested on that fatal day
that sho did not believe Meado and
Shurtllff, but that was in tho excite
ment of tho moment and understand
able In view of her plighted troth.
Htlcn had never discussed that with
him; even tho very nauio of tho engl-
neor being banned, she wns Bllent. She
was wise enough not to try to worry
or ho'thqr her father with arguments
on that point, to which, of course, he
would not have listened in any event.
Accordingly the conferences with
Ilodney bad never been brought to his
notice. There was no use stirring up
trouble and strife. There was no neces
sity even to discuss It with her father
until she had found moro proof. So
he at least had no suspicions us to her
treatment of Shurtllff. He could not
see any end to be gained and therefore
he Jumped to the conclusion that there
wus none.
In course of time, as Miss Illlng
worth never referred to Mcudo In the
secretary's presence, all his mistrust
disappeared. Finally he even brought
The Old Man Got to Thinking of Her
as a Daughter.
up the subject of Meade's whereabouts
of his own motion. Although the girl
was fairly wild to talk und ask ques
tions she had wit and resolution
enough to change tho subject when It
had been first broached and for many
times thereafter.
Helen Illlngworth was fighting for
the reputation of the man sho loved
and for her own happiness, and sho
was resolved to neglect no point in tho
game. She partook In a largo measuro
of her father's capuclty, but she add
ed to his somewhat blunt and mili
tary way of doing things the lnflnlto
tact of woman, stimulated by a grow
ing, overwhelming devotion to her ab
sent lover. Sho cherished that feeling
for him In any event and would havo
dono so but, tho whole situation was so
chnrged with mystery and surcharged
with romance that it made tho most
powerful uud stimulating appeal to
her.
Sho
lived to vindicate Meado and
sho bent every effort toward that end.
Sho did not overdo It, cither. Final
ly, us ho himself continued to press
tho subject upon her, sho made uo se
cret to Shurtllff of her devotion to the
younger Meade, her sorrow that he had
made such u declaration, und her de
termination to wait for him. Sho wad
always careful to end every conversa
tion by saying thut she knew her out
look was perfectly hopeless aud that
sho could expect nothing except sor
row until the younger Mendo was re
habilitated. Sho so contrived matters,
whllo constantly atllrnilng her feeling
for Meudc, as to let Shurtllff Infer
thnt sho was convinced that ho had
been telling tho truth In what ho had
said.
After n time sho deftly appealed to
him to know If ho could not help her
discover tho truth she tactfully main
tained even In face of tho evidence that
Shurtllff had given. And she did this
in such an adroit way that Shurtllff
became convinced that sho did not con
nect him with any willful deception,
and that sho believed that he was de
luded himself and occupied tho posi
tion of an Innocent abettor. And Shurt
llff, In his strange, old, self-contained
wny, finally grew to llko Helen Illlng
worth exceedingly. Indeed ho sturtcd
In his work with natural antagonism
to Colonel Illlngworth, and when ho
sensed, us ho very soon did, tho dif
ference that had arisen between father
nnd daughter, hu espoused the cnuso of
tho latter. Ho was tho kind of n man
who had to devoto himself to some
body. IIo began to wonder If thero
was any way to secure the girl's hap
piness without betraying tho elder
Meade.
Sho compassed tho secretary, who
was, of course, old enough to bo her
father, with sweet observances and ho
found It Increasingly hard to keep true
to his falsehood. Now sho was cap
ablo of fascinating bigger personalities
than Shurtllff, although sho cared lit
tlo for that power nnd rarely exercised
It. Tho old man actuully got to think
ing of her ns a daughter. Sometimes
when they hud an hour together ho
found himself seconding her arguments
for tho Innocence of tho younger
Meade, for sho hud progressed that far
by now, with littlo dotalls which his
knowledgo and cnyerleuco of tho two
men could supply. Trifling In them
selves ns were these contributions, as
Ilodney pointed out when she repeated
them to him, they nevertheless udded
something to the cumulative force of
the argument so laboriously built up
by the friend and woman. And they
were decidedly Indicative of u growing
mental condition on the part of Shurt
llff from which much might bo hoped
nnd expected.
But Shurtllff could not bring him
self to come out boldly nnd confess,
nnd his fullure to do that made him
moro and more miserable. At first his
conscience had been entirely clear. He
had viewed his conduct In the light of
u noble sacrifice for the great man.
Now ho began to question: Was It
right to blast: the future of the living
for the sake of the fame of the dead?
Probably ho would huvo questioned
that eventually without regard to
Helen Illlngworth, but when he began
to grow fond of the woman und when
ho realized, as she unmlstukubly dis
closed It to him, that her own happi
ness wan engaged and thnt he was not
only ruining the career of u man but
wrecking the life nnd crushing tho
heart of an entirely Innocent woman,
ho hnd u constant battlo royal with
himself to pursue his course und to
keep silent.
Yet such Is the character of a tem
perament llko that of Shurtllff, nar
rowed and contracted by a single pas
sion of life nnd Incklng the breadth
which comes from Intercourse with
men and women, that his compunctions
of conscience only made him tho moro
resolved. The lonely, heart-broken old
man swore that ho would never tell.
The young wan could go his own gait
and work out his own salvation, or be
damned, If ho must Tho woman's
heart might break, pitiful as that
would be, but ho would never tell. He
was as unhappy In that determination
ns any other man fighting against his
conscience must Inevitably be.
Sometimes looking at the misery In
the old man's face (for on his counte
nance his heart wrote his secret),
nelen Illlngworth experienced com
punctions of conscience of her own,
which sho told to Ilodney in default
of other confessor. That fine young
man appreciated fully the woman's
feelings nnd understood her keen sen
sibilities, nnd his comprehension was a
great comfort to her. He encouraged
her to persevere. Since It was only
through Shurtllff that the truth could
bo established, she must not falter
nor reject any fair and rcnsonablo
means to gain his wholo confidence
nnd make him speak. It was, after
all, simply a question of whether the
game was worth the candle. How best
could they expose or fight a deceit?
And that the deception was for u'uoblo
purpose and to servo a-laudable end la
tho minds of tho deceivers did not
alter that fact.
"You are doing nothing in tho least
degree dishonorable, Miss Illlngworth,"
said Ilodney, reassuringly. "Woniun'a
wiles have been her weapons since
the Stone Age." '
"But I do feel compunctions of con
science occasionally."
"I'ersonnlly I think you nre abunt
nntly justified," urged Ilodney.
"Yes, to estnbllsh tho truth, to glvo
the man I love his good name would
Justify moro than this," sho replied,
"and yet" she smiled faintly "my
consclenco does hurt mo a little. The
old man Is beginning to lovo me."
"Thnt's the reason It hurts you," said
Rodney. "When ho loves you enough
ho will do anything you wnnt, as I
would"
Tho young man stopped, looked long
nt her, nnd then turned away with a lit
tlo gesture of was it appeal or re
nunciation? nc wns too loyal to his
friend to speak, but ho could not con
trol everything. The tone of his voice,
the look In his eyes, his quick nvold
nnco of her, told tho woman n littlo
story. They had been very closely as
sociated, theso two. Bodney nlso had
not had much ndvantngo of womnn's
society, certainly not of n woman llko
nelen Bllngworth. Sho hnd given him
her full confldenro In tho Intimacy.
Ho was n mnn. Ho loved llko others.
Sho wns too fond of him, too great,
too truo n woman to pretend.
"Mr. Bodney," snld tho girl, Inylng
her hand on his arm as though to re
strain him, "that way madness lies."
"Mlsh Illlngworth," said Bodney,
turning nnd facing her, his lips Arm
ly compressed, his eyes shining. "I'm
devoted to Bert Meado nnd to you"
ho lifted her hand from his arm nnd
kissed It "and I'm going to do every
thing for your hnpplness."
Bravo words and ho snld them moro
bravely.
"I understand," snld tho woman,
"nnd I honor you for your loyalty to
your friend nnd your devotion to me.
Loyalty Is not always tho easiest
thing on enrth, I know."
"You mnko it easy for mo because
you understand."
So tho fall and winter wero filled
with Interest to nelen Illlngworth nnd
thero was In her days no lack of hope.
Every Saturday tho flowers thnt Meado
had arranged for spoko words of love
to her nnd bado her not forget, al
though that was admonition aho did
not need.
Thnt was the only message that she
received from her lover. Ho had
dropped out of sight completely. They
caused search to be made for htm,
sought tidings of him in every possible
way, but In vain. Her heart almost
broke sometimes ut the separation. She
hud confidence enough in her power
over him, and In her woman's wit, to
feci that if sho had only another op
portunity sho might leurn the truth,
force It from him, constrain him to tell
It, because she loved him I
CHAPTER XV? I.
Once More Unto the Work.
The Murtlet Bridgo company hnd
finally weathered the storm, although
it was, of course, not Intrusted with
the new International bridge which wns
about to be commenced. When Ber
tram Monde read of the ne'v undertak
ing, It cut him to the heart. This
time there would be no mistake. In
the necessity of recouping Its fortunes,
the ATurtlct Bridge company entered
upon n even wider career. The direc
tors took contracts which they had
hitherto disdained becuusc they were
comparatively unlmportunt, und they
bid on opcrutlous which they hud
hitherto left to competitors. They were-
building the great steel viaduct by the
town of Coronado below the dam, and
they had already built the splendid
steel arch thr.t spanned the ruvlne,
here almost a gorge, In the valley of
the Kicking Horse to the eastward of
the big mesa.
After Christmas, Colonel Illlngworth
decided to make another of his tours of
inspection, and as Helen was not look
ing particularly well from the strain
under which sho was laboring, ho of
fered to take her with him, especially
as ho was going to the far Southwest,
where the weather would be mild and
pleasant, to Inspect tho growing via
duct and the completed arch. She
gladly availed herself of tho permis
sion. There was always a possibility,
albeit a most remote one, that she
might hear of Meade. That it might be
well to Invite a representative of The
Engineering News, to wit, Bodney, to
accompany them, so that the really
splendid work tho Martlet company
was doing might be made widely
known. The party consisted of the
father and daughter, Curtlss, the chief
engineer, Doctor Severance, the vice
president and financial man, and Rod
ney. Now Helen Illlngworth had not the
least reason In the world to suspect
that Bertram Meade was In any way
connected with this engineering proj
ect, but Rodney had pointed out and
had Imbued her with his own belief
that sooner or later, when Meade was
found, he would be found engaged in
engineering in some capacity.
"It's in his blood," snld Rodney. "Ho
can no more keep away from It than
ho can stop breathing. He can't do
anything else. Somewhere he's at the
Helen Illlngworth Stood on the Steps
of the Private Car.
old Job. It might be In America, and
It might bo out thero nt Coronado, or
It might be In South America, Europe,
Aslu, or "
"I wonder If wo can't find out all tho
engineering work that Is being dono In
tho world and send representatives to
seek him," said Helen Illlngworth.
Rodney laughed.
"To hunt that wny would bo like
hunting a ncedlo In a haystack. I can
not bid you hope that ho Is thero; In
fact, I think It is most unlikely that
ho would bo any plnco near where tho
Martlet people aro operating, but
thero's a chnnco, even If only tho faint
est one."
Well, women's hearts can build a
great deal on n faint chance. They aro
calculated for tho forlorn hope. And
so nelen Illlngworth stood on tho steps
of the prlvnto car as It rolled across
tho rallc-long temporary bridgo at Coro
nado, and scanned tho workmen
grouped on one sldo'of tho track, their
work suspended for a moment that the
train might pass on tho wooden trcs-
tllng, In bop that aba could sea In
one of them tho man she loved and
sought. And Bodney stood by her side,
equally interested, searching the crowd
with his glunce, nlso.
There was nothing In the town to nt
tract Helen out of the cnr. She had
visited West nnd Southwest ninny
times. Colonel Illlngworth, with Bod
ney and Severence, there left the train.
Miss Illlngworth decided to go Into the
hills und get away from the urld and
heulod plulns. A siding had been built
near the steel arch under the slope of
tho hill from which tho huge mesa
nrose, within two miles of the dum,
and the car was to be placed there.
The men left behind would use tho pri
vate car of the division superintendent
of the railroad when they had ended
their several tnsks.
It had been raining dismally during
the nftcrnoon, and when the car wns
detached and switched to the siding
and left up In the hills some twenty
miles from tho town, It was too wet
und uncomfortable to leave It. Dis
regarding the downpour, however, Cur
tlss, who had come up with It, made
u very careful Investigation of the
completed bridge, which more than
surpussed his expectations In Its ap
pearance of sturdy grace, us well us
In the evidences of curcful workman
ship in Its erection.
That evening tho special engtno
pushed the other private car up from
tho vulley, bringing the people who
had Inspected the bridge. A few more
weeks would complete the grent via
duct. Everything wus proceeding In
tho most satisfactory way und Colonel
Illlngworth wns very much elated over
the situation.
"Who would have thought," he sold
as they sat down to dinner in the
brightly lighted observation room,
"that It would rain In this country ut
this season of the year?"
"It will probably be over by tomor
row morning," observed Bodney.
"If It continued long enough and
rained hard enough, that dam would
havo to bo looked after. We'll go over
and see It tomorrow," said the colonel
cheerfully.
"What would happen if It gave
way?" asked his daughter.
"It would flood the valley, sweep
away the town, and " he paused.
"Well, father?"
"Buln the bridge."
"We can't afford to have another
.failure after the International," said
Severence.
Now there was a newcomer nt the
table, a big rancher named Winters,
whom Bodney had met In the town
and had Introduced to Colonel Illlng
worth. The latter had Invited him to
dinner and to stay the night in the
extra sleeper, and Winters, who hnd
particular reasons for wanting to talk
with Bodney nnd to meet Miss Illlng
worth, had accepted.
"You can count on Its stopping," he
said at last. "My ranch Is a hundred
miles to tho north of here. I heard
Bodney wns with your purty, and as
ho was an old classmute of mine in
fact, my best friend nt Harvard along
with Bert Meade" and the mention of
tho forbidden name caused quick
glances to be passed around the table,
but raised no comment "the chance of
seeing him brought me down here. I
know the weather ulong this whole
section of tho country; It's the dryest
place on earth, nud I would almost of
fer to itwnllow nil the rain thut will
fall after this storm spends Itself."
"Well, that's good," said Curtl3s, "be
cause I've heard thut tho dam lacks
very little of completion, but thut tho
spillway has been deluyed."
"You'll find that the storm has bro
ken In the morning," sutd Winters con
fidently. After dinner Colonel Illlngworth, de
sirous of talking business, called the
men of the party, except Bodney nnd
Winters, buck Into the observation
room of the other car, leaving the two
men with Helen.
"Mr. Shurtllff," said Helen, as tho
men stepped out on tho platform, tho
secretary following, slnco his employer
had Intimated his services might be
needed, "If you cun, I wish you would
como back hero as soon ns possible."
"Certnlnly, Miss Illlngworth," said
tho secretary, "Immediately, If your
father finds that ho docs not need me."
"Bod," snld Winters when they wero
nlone, "I'd go a long wny to seo you,
but I might ns well bo frank. I did
not como down theso hundred miles,
leaving my rnnch In the dcud of winter
with all Its possibilities of mishap to
tho cattle, simply to seo you, or even
Miss Illlngworth here, although sho -Is
worth It," ho went on with tho frank
bluntuess of a western mun.
"Of courso you didn't," snld Bodney,
smiling. "I knowt I'm not n sufllclent
attraction."
"I came to talk about Monde."
"Mr. Winters," snld Helen, clasping
her hands over her knees nnd lean
Ing forwnrd, '"if you know anything
nbout htm, whero ho Is, whnt ho Is
doing how ho fares, Is ho well, docs
ho think of I beg you to tell me."
"Miss Illlngworth, thero Is nothing
I would refuse to tell you It It rested
with me."
"I don't mind 'confessing to you, you
ara auch pd friend, jou and Mr. Bod-
ney, nnd so devoted to Bert, that I am
worrying"
"You need say nothing more, Miss
Illlngworth. I know nil about tho situ
ation. Bodney wrote me nnd "
"Well, then, you understand my anx
lcty, my reuson for asking?"
"I do."
"And you will tell us?"
"I wish to heaven I could."
"Can't you tell us anything?"
"Well, yes, I can."
"What?"
"It may be a breach of confidence."
"I'd tuke the risk," said tho girl, her
bosom heaving. Wus she ut last about
to hear from her lover?
"Know where he Is, old mnn?" asked
Bodney.
"I think so not sure, but "
"Whore?" from the woman, breath
lessly. "I didn't agree to toll you that."
"What then?"
"All I can say Is that uftcr the dcuth
of his father he turned up ut my ranch
one day some five months ugo und told
me his story."
"What!" exclaimed Bodney. "Did
he tell you he was innocent?"
"Not ut first. He told me he was
guilty."
"But you didn't believe him, did
you?" nsked the woman Impulsively.
"I certainly did not."
"Why not?"
"Well, I don't know why. I Just
didn't, that's all. I know Men.le. I
know him well. I know his make-up.
We get accustomed to sizing up a
mini's actions out West hero, and it
didn't take me longer than it took
him to tell the story to know that It
wasn't true."
"Oh, thank you for that," suid the
woman.
"But our beliefs are not evidence,
Dick," Interposed Bodney.
"We can't prove it nnd that'fl tho
point. I told him," continued Winters,
"that It was u du durncd lie I beg
your pardon, Miss Illlngworth. I mean
I told him that It was not true and that
he was a fool for sticking to It, und
er he udmltted I er," floundered
Winters, suddenly realizing thnt ho
was on the eve of a breach of confi
dence and checking himself Just in
time. "In fuct, the subject wns painful
to him, and I let him alone, which Is
whnt we generally do to a man who
doesn't want his nffulrs Inquired Into
too closely," Winters ended lamely,
realizing how near he had come to
betraying his friend's confidence and
telling of Meade's own admission that
he had snld what he had to save tho
fame and honor of the father.
"Well, whnt next?" asked Bodney,
understanding ns did Helen Illlng
worth herself the ranchman's hesita
tion, nnd respecting It, although tlio
unavoidable Inference gave her great
Joy.
"He hung around the ranch for t
month or six weeks to get his balance
He wus pretty badly broken up. I'm
a bachelor myself and don't know
much about those things, but I can
sny that he loved you, Miss Bllngworth,
more than life Itself."
"But not more than tho reputation of
his father," she suid with a little tlngf
of bitterness.
"Well, I tnke it he looked at that as
a matter of honor. You know a man's
got to keep his Ideals of honor."
"Even nt tho expense of a woman's.
heart?" said tho girl.
"It sounds hnrd, but I guess we've
got to admit that. But that's neither
here nor there," ho continued, gliding
over tho subject, "the point is I found
thnt he hnd to fight It out himself, nnd
I mainly let him nlone. I gavo him a
horse und gun nnd turned him loose In
tho wilds. Best plnco on earth for a
mun in his condition, Miss Bllngworth.
You enn go out Into the wilderness nnd
get nearer to God ' thero than any
placo I know of. Ho came back finally,
turned In his gun, borrowed tho horse,
bade mo good-by, and said he was go
ing out to mako a new start."
"Whero did ho go? Which way?"
"IIo wns headed south when I saw
him lust, und all this lay In his way."
"You mean ?" cried tho woman.
"IIo may be hero?" said Rodney.
Winters nodded.
"I have thought so. It's only a
guess, of course, nnd probably a poor
one. But when I read In tho papers
that Colonel Bllngworth was coming
here, und thut you wero along, and
Miss Illlngworth, I thought I'd just
tuke a run down hero and see what
could be done."
"Oh, I'm so glad you havo como."
"Ho's not working on tho bridge,"
said Bodney.
."How do you know, Rod?"
"I examined nil tho pny rolls, and
none of them bears his name."
"Ho wouldn't work under his own
nnmo in tho Murtlet Bridgo company,"
snld tho woman.
"Certnlnly not Thnt was jnly my
first step. I went around among the
workmen, too, and I got a look at every
ono of them. I'm sure ho's not there."
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Clock 8truck One.
Horrid Bore "I rise by an alarm
clock." 'Pretty Girl "I retire by one.
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