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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, March 24, 1916, LAST EDITION, Image 19

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gave one growl. At a word from Hope
it subsided. He remembered! He
retired to sullen silence at one end
of the porch, but for two hours never
took his vengeful, menacing eyes
away from Hull. In fact, the latter
was quite uneasy all the evening
through.
Nellie's father was a college pro
fessor, just retired from his former
duties. He had never liked Hull, nor
did Nelie, but both treated this vis
itor courteously. Hope knew consid
erable of the reckless spendthrift,
Hull, but he never discussed his
faults publicly.
As time went on the dog became
a prime favorite with Nellie. For one
thing, he happened to be on hand
when she was alone in the house and
an insolent and thieving tramp
threatened to carry away some um
brellas and a coat from the hat rack.
"Trusty!"
That is what Nellie had dubbed the
animal, and an utterance of that
name brought the dog to the rescue.
The tramp fled, with Trusty at his'
heels, sadly the worse for his ven
turesome experience.
Hull began to come less frequently
to the Ashton home. In fact, mat
ters, financial and social, were going
from bad to worse with him. Hope
heard that he had squandered about
all he had and was in desperate
straits. He amazed Nellie with his
persistent wooing whenever he was
fortunate enough to find himself
alone with her.
One evening both Hull and Hope
were at the home. The latter noticed
that Hull was restless and uneasy.
He left the lovers to themselves. He
strolled in the garden with the profes
sor, and Hope saw him later come out
of the library and soon after leave the
house.
The next morning Hope received a
frantic telephone call from Nellie.
"Come quick!" she fluttered
"papa is in great trouble and needs
your help."
Hope found the old man fairly pros-
trated. His story was that only the
day preceeding he had converted
nearly all of his liquid means into ne
gotiable securities. An hour previous
he had gone to his desk in the library,
to find the lock of a special drawer
where he always kept his valuable pa
pers broken and the securities gone.
"It means beggary!" gasped Mr.
Ashton desolately
Trusty had followed Hope that
morning. He moved about the library
as though in his quick and intelligent
way he surmised that something was
wrong and that he was expected to
assist in righting it.
Suddenly Trusty uttered a sound
that suggested a canine challenge. He
stood looking inquisitively at his mas
ter and then ran his nose along the
surface of a rug directly in front of
the desk. It was as though he had
detected the scent of some unfamiliar
footmarks that did not. belong there.
Then the animal, bristling and eager
of eye, leaped towards the door and
paused, looking back at his master as
though inviting him to follow.
"Why, how strange Trusty Is act
ing!" exclaimed Nellie.
"Wait!" spoke Hope, and, as the
dog started from the house, kept pace
with him slightly to the rear.
It was patent to Hope that the dog
was on a trail. Once, when Hope had
been to an entertainment with Nellie,
he had carried her gloves home with
him by mistake. They had fallen out
of his pocket and Trusty had instant
ly seized them, recognized them by
the perfume Nellie used and, seizing
them, darted for the Ashton home
and delivered them to Nellie.
The animal proceeded down the
street without deviating from a direct
line to the business district Trusty
reached the one office building in the
town and started up that stairs. As
Hope reached the top landing he
heard a frightful crash, then a wild
shriek.
Hull had an office in the building,
nursing the wreck of a real estate
business that he had allowed to go to
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