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THE OMAHA PER: FRIDAY. JULY 7. 1922.
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By RUBY M. AYRES.
(Copyright,
Uaannu.4 fmm f Ml.rda;
rUttuigi lunifl round. Come
in," he tud.
Tht tufl loottrun enured.
"Begging your pardon, nr. Ihere't
lad to if you. She tayt itt
mottlmporttnt, I tld her ymi t
tngtued. tir, ind the t4yt trut it
all tlie more revi tot her urg
ing you, tir. She insisieil on my tell
ing you, tir."
Hiding raised hit browt. His
ftre uat Hill white, and when he
poke hit voire founded numed
and unnatural.
"What ii her name, Hill? flid
the give her name?".
"Vei, air." The nun never raised
hit ducreetly lowered eye. "Yet,
nr, he aya her name wat Mist
Olive Hale, tir, and that I wat to
sty that he came with a message
from Mint loglehy, sir."
Olive Hale often said afterward
that the most thrilling moment of
her life wat when the uepped into
Ronald Hastings' ttudy in the big
home at Park lane, and confronted
the two men.
Alfred Sntore had risen to his
feet; he looked pale and nervous;
he tried to tmile when he saw her,
hut it wai a poor attempt; he would
have come forward but for Hast
ing' forbidding gesture.
Olive wat quite mistress of the
situation; she was pleasantly con
scious of the Bond street hat she
wore which Mr. Gatwick had pur
chased for her she subsided grace
fully into the chair. Hastings brought
forward; ahe felt as if she were on
the stage.
"I daresay you are very surprised
to ft nie, Mr. Hastings," she said
going straight to the point. "But I
really frit that it was a situation that
nrerird dealing with at once or not
at a!!."
She had riepaied that speech
the came along i it the taxi; the flat
tered hertrli that the had delivered
it neatly. .She did not look at Sutore,
he might not have been in the room
for all the nmife she took of him.
Hastings Hill stood leaning
again! the mantel thrlf but there
was a ruriout alertness about him.
He looked at if he were holding him
self in check with a great effort.
Olive smoothed a create in her
three and sixpenny with kid glovet;
the was wondering what this inter
view would be worth to her; she
knew that Hastings had a reputation
for great generosity; she wondered
if he would think 10(1 pounds out of
the way; it would go far toward buy
ing her a suitable trousseau, and a
present with which to soothe the
wounded heart of poor Mr, Green
in the ribbon department.
She went on leisurely; she told
Hastings the whole story of Vio
let's life and the finding of the
child, Ronnie, at she knew it; rhe
even told ot the paper the had
taken from Violet's drawer. When
Olive did a thing she did it thor
oughly; she did cot trouble to shield
herself; she did not care vhat
Hastings mifht think of her; the
stout figure of Mr. Gatwick loomed
like a large and substantial secur
ity in the background of her
thoughts.
The two men listened to her i-
Mfiitty; now and tlwn Suiore would
'have interrupted. He made a vio
lent gesture, ur uttered tif f !4
eu latitat u, but always wat checked
I by hit tousin. Olive told all that
had happened that evening. She
admitted frankly that she had been
listening outtide the door of Violet'
room lor tome time be tore the went
in; the taid that the wat quite tun
Violet hated the man she had prom
iied to marry; that the had merely
contented to do to became the want
ed the child.
I don't ca'e for bids myself,"
Olive added nonchalantly, "and I
can't understand Violet being so
rraiy over thit boy. Me a a wire
little chap, but well, there you are.
She't iut maif about bun. She't
lonely, and that's the truth. She
thought you were hit father all
along, and that's the fault of that
man." rhe indicated Sutore. "He's
a liar," she proreeded calmly, "and
he only wants violet to use at a
meant of sponging on you. 1 know
the tort of man he it. I've met lott
of them. Look at him. He rutt a
pretty poor figure, doetn't he?"
Sutore burst into furiout speech,
the rtammering tpeech of a coward.
He wat white to hit lips, He looked
at if he would have killed Olive.
He saw his castles tumbling about
his ears. He did not care so much
if he lost Violet, but he cared great
ly if, through that lott, be also lott
hit hold on his cousin s money bags
Ronald Hastings had not spoken
a word. Olive admired him im
mensely for his self-control. She
thought him the hnest looking man
she had ever teen. She wished
poor old Mr. Gatwick had his tine
height and breadth of shoulder.
She stifled a sigh.
Hastings looked round at his
cousin.
"What have you got to say?" he
asked curtly.
Sutore shrugged his shoulders.
He began to bluster. Finally he
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brgi to kwtar, lie realised tlut
he had made a fool of himself- lit
his heart he cursed Violet. Twife
the had i Tet the plans he had made
for hit Inc. He hoped the would
die.
Suddenly he remembered Ronnie.
He had mil got the boy. Whatever
they ail chose to tay or do, he still
bad the boy and nohody could take
hint from him. After all, he held the
trump card.
The knowledge restored him to
bit complaisance. He selected a
fresh eigaret and lit it with stagger
ing rare.
"Mitt Hale hat put a very capa
ble ipoke in mv wheel. I admit." lie
taid lightly. He nude her a nutik
bow. "But she you hoih teem
to have forgotten one thing, the
child the caue of all this sensa
tional drama it still in my posset
tion; alto the law it ryi my side.
The law doet not teparate a father
from hit child without adequate rea
son. I admit you have worsted me
on a few minor points, hut perhaps
you will admit that I have won cm
the chieT ttue.
"You scoundrel!" For - the firt
time Hastings lost hit control. He
ttood over his cousin with clenched
lists. He looked like a furious
giant. There were passion tparkt
in hi lazy eyes.
Sutore laughed, lie felt decided
ly nervous, but he had tense enough
jiot to show it.
"As you like," he said carelessly.
"I may be a scoundrel, but I think
you will find it advisable to keep in
with me." He looked at Olive and
bark at Hastings.
"I don't want the boy," he went
Jui brutally. "He's a bcatly nuis
ance to me, tiut 1 lully intend to
keep him unlet you can see your
way to meet me with regard to
him."
Olive tote to her feet. She felt
like a heroine in a drama. Ske
wished intensely that poor Mr.
Green of the ribbon department
could tee her now.
Hastmgt broke the breathless
silence curtly,
"What's your price?" he atked.
Sutore tmiled, showing his white
tteth. He spread hit hands, "Ah,
now we're talking sensibly. Now
we shall enm; to an amicable agree
ment. Shall we say 10,000?"
The audacious suggestion as fol
lowed by a patp from Olive. She
thought of the modest UK) she had
scarcely dared hope to secure for
herself. In a leap the doubled and
trebled it.
Hastings 'aughed tavagcly. He
pointed to the door.
"Get out," he taid.
Sutore stared. Then he shrugged
bit narrow .-.houlders. He could af
ford to wait, he told himself. He
guessed tlut Hastings loved Violet.
Tie guessed, too, that for her take
the exorbitant demand would be met.
He swaggered to the door, opened it,
turned and bowed, and went out.
Hastings wiped the sweat from his
brow, lie did not realize ufctil that
moment what supreme restraint he
had placed on himself. He walked
over to the window and flung it
open. For a moment he stood
breathing in the fresh evening air.
Then he came back to Olive.
"I must apologize to you. Miss
Hale, and thank you." he said alow-1
if. "I shall not forget what you base
out for me. I" He broke off.
What could he tay? Violet cared
nothing for him. She had taid that
the hated him.
Olive murmured tomrthing un
intelligible. She wat feeling very
uptet hertelf. She applied a cor
ner of a tcented lace handkerchief
to her eye very gracefully. Unfor
tunately Hatttngt wat not looking at
that moment.
"There it just one thing I should
like to say," she said with becoming
hesitation, "and that it, if you would
come and see Violet, Mr. Hastiugt.
I am ture the feelt the injustice the
hat done you. 1 am ture that hat
helped to make her ill. Oh, I cannot
tay all I mean, but I should come
and tee her if I were you."
Hasting! did not answer. She
thought he wat offended. She went
on quickly :
"1 hat man promised her she should
have Ronnie back tonight; I prom
ised that the should, too. Oh, what
shall we do' The poor dear little
boy."
Hastings hesitated. Then with a
tudden gesture be went over to hit
dctk and took hit check hook from
the drawer. He wrote rapidly. Pres
ently he pushed a check across to
Olive.
"I know where Sutore lives. If
you will come with me we ou
you could take the boy back to her."
He looked away from her a he
spoke. A sudden fierce jealousy filled
his heart. He hated to think of the
leve Violet lavished on another man's
son.
Olive seized his hand.
"How good you are." she said. She I
really thought he was. She mentally I
I iigured her own check at something
approaching $iK now.
I Hastiugt insisted on her having a
Iglast of wine and some cake. He or
dered hit own car. and drote her to
the dreary flat where Sutore had
taken Konuie.
An untidy woman opened the door.
She started when she taw Hastiugt.
When he atked for Sutore the ttared
still more.
"'K ain't in," the taid.
"Not in?"
"No. 'K went out 10 minutes ago
with the little hoy. "E taid they
ihouldn'l be back yet awhile. They
drove away in one of them tail cabs.
Olive gave a little cry. She looked
up at Hastings. In the gray evening
light his face looked white and
strained.
"It't my fault," he sid hoarsely.
"My fault, we're too late."
They looked at one another with
blank facet. They were both pale,
Olive with excitement, the man with
far deeper emotion.
The untidy woman eyed them with
a tort of suspicion. Finally she
opened the door a further couple of
inches and atked them to walk in.
Hastings teemed not to hear the
halt-hearted invitation.
"Can't you tell us where Mr.
Sutore has gone? He must have left
some address, given some directions.
Did you hear what he taid to the cab
driver?"
"I weren't listening," taid the wo
man sullenly. "Enough trouble I've
had with Mr. Sutore ane way and an
other. All day long he's left me with
that crying boy of his, not but what
he wasn't a nice little fellow in his
way, but mortal afraid ol his father.
Screamed the blessed 'ouse down.
! tlut he did. when he 'eaid lii 'P "
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"Hurt be owe ou any money.'
asked Olive quu.kly.
She knew by experience that there
wat no turrr pauport to disfavor
with thit clatt of woman than debt.
he also guested threwdly the kind
of nun Altred Sutore wat,
"lie gave me a sovereign this
morning." said the woman teluclant
ly. "Hut he owes for two week's rent
now, not to mention washing and
extiat (or the boy. I've lost tnonrjr
on 'cm both all round, that I hae.
He fair took me in with h't smooth
words and smart clotliet. Hut never
no moiel It'll take the Angel Ga
hrielle 'istelf to get round me again,
and tlufi gospel."
Hastinst stemmed the flow of rapid
speech impatiently.
"You shan't be the loser. Ml see
you're well paid, doubly well paid,
if you can help ut find them. It'a the
boy we want, not the man. It meant
life or death."
(raatlnaMl In Tht Km Tomrrar.)
Propowd Durcliard Roarl
Will Give Tourikts Outlet
Pawnee City, Neb. July rj (Spe
cial.) A proposition it on fcot.
sponsored by the businett men of
Burchard. to build a highway ttraight
west from Burchard to the Corn
busker highway. The businest ir
terestt of Tawnee City are a'
ing. This would complete a patrol
highway from Pawnee City wet
Blue Spring! which would be an o.
let for tourists going west.
Ree Want Ads produce result!.
Mr. John A. Swanson,
President of the Ne
braska Clothing Co.,
originator of the Half
Price Clothing Sale,
says:
"Omaha enjoys the dis
tinction of hiring a store
that carries the largest
clothing stock In the world
In a city ot this tlae. It's
a great idea. Bnt the end
ot a season again ap
proaches rait lots hare
accnmnlated and there is
bnt one alternatirei Let go
at drastic redactions."
THIS SALE OFFERS
FINER VALUES THAN
WE HAVE KNOWN IN
TEARS.
JOHN A. WANSON, Pres.:
:WV. L. HOLZMAK, Tress.
fiK $MH? "Wm m i&ms
And 66 1
Says:
am
must?
Mid-Summer Saving Sale
of Guaranteed Rebuilt
Electric Washers
We have assembled many splendid values in
rebuilt electric washing machines that we offer
at very special prices and terms for a limited
period only.
Three Different Types-
Dolly Type
Oscillator Type
Cylinder Type -
$44 to $55
$75 to $115
$75 to $115
Every machine is backed by our own guarantee
to give satisfactory service. All offered on the
attractive terms of
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BEGINNING FRIDAY
July 7th
The Nebraska's Nationally
Famous Clearance Erent--
AMERICA 'S ORIGINAL
MIMIC
ALL BROKEN LINES OF
MEN'S AND YOUNG MEN'S
priM w
The "I Will" Man says: "Clear the store at once.
All broken lines of Spring Suits must go.
Greater Nebraska must maintain its reputation
for style leadership and all new stocks every
season. In spite of the previous underpricing
of these suits cut againand cut to the core
sell now at one-half original opening prices.
To make choosing easy we have assembled all of the Half Price Sale Suits in our Main Clothing Room,i
Second Floor Main Building. Included are thousands of suits from the House of Kuppenheimer, Society
Brand, Fashion Park, Campus Togs, Adler-Rochester, Hickey-Freeman and many other famous makers.
They Go at Exactly One-Half the 1922 Opening Prices Choose Friday as Follows:
Spring' Suits $1
HALF PRICE -B-
$30.00
Spring Suits
HALF PRICE
$35.00 -i r7cn
Spring Suits I
$50.00
Spring Suits
HALF PRICE
$
2522
$55.00
Spring Suits
. HALF PRICE
2752
HALF PRICE
$60.00
Spring Suits
HALF PRICE
Sp&2022
HALF PRICE W
3022
$65.00
Spring Suits
HALF PRICE
32t2
SPECIAL NOTICE
NOT INCLUDED IN THIS SALE : PALM BEACH SUITS,
TROPICAL WORSTEDS, MOHAIR SUITS, BLUE AND BLACK
SUITS, PULL DRESS AND TUXEDO SUITS. BUT OUR PRICES
ARE THE LOWEST IN THE CITY.
SPECIAL NOTICE
DURING THIS SALE POSITIVELY NO C. 0. D.'s, NO AP
PROVALS, NO REFUNDS. ALL SALES FINAL. A SMALL
CHARGE TO COVER THE COST OF ALTERATIONS. LIMIT
TWO SUITS TO CUSTOMER NONE TO DEALERS.
Ma's Tana We'f CtotMnr Satire Seo-1 rimr Mala IMI ana liao,
SKE THE
"I -VILL" MAN'S
WINDOWS
SEE THE
"I WILL" MAN'S
WINDOWS
Ml 1 HOUWM. 11 SMSW
3COKRKCT APPAREL FOR MEtf AND WOMEN