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Mr. Burritt was coming to see her
father in the evening and bring him
the names of some reliable brokers
in the city.
Incidentally, this young stranger
had narrated something of his busi
ness life. He had been superinten
dent of a manufacturing concern,
where his ingenuity had added ma
terially to its progress and profits.
A "They accepted my original ideas
fast enough," said Burritt, "but I re
ceived no reward for my extra ef
forts in their behalf. The result is
that I am starting out on my own
hook. I have got up several novel
ties in the hardware line and have
made quite a snug little sum turning
them over to factories. When I get
enough capital, I am going to keep
the patents and manufacture cjirect."
"That s pretty interesting," sid
Nance's father. "Wish I was a young
er man, for I'd like to go into part
nership with a likely young fellow
such as you are."
"I am going to insist on making
Miss Driscoll at least an honorary
partner in one of my inventions,"
half laughed Burritt "As I told you,
Miss Driscoll, seeing you with that
pronged pole gathering pears sup
plied me with just the suggestion I
needed to perfect- a tree-trimming
device I was working on. It gave
me exactly the lacking idea. I have
quite some hopes of making a great
success of it."
Burritt spoke half laughingly, but
Nance felt immensely pleased to
think that she had been of hejp to
a man she admired and respected
and whose advice had brought a new
phase of interest info their lives. She
took unusual pains with her dress
that evening, wishing to appear at
her best before the honored juest.
Q$' Just at dusk she ran over to have a
brief chat with her friend, Morna,
and hurried back home across lots.
As Nance neared the house she
heard gruff, unfamiliar voices, beyond
the open doorway of the lighted wing
where her father sat evenings. She i
1 neared the threshold to discover a
new situation that fairly appalled
Tied to his chair was her father.
Over him stood two men, villainous
looking fellows. One had a long, slim
bladed knife. This he was poking
menacingly at their victim. X)nce he
even allowed it to penetrate the hand
of the helpless man.
"The key to that strong box of
yours," growled his mate, "or we'll
torture' you to the limit"
"I haven't it!" groaned Nance's
"Where is it?"
"My daughter has it I'm telling
you the truth. Don't! don't!" as the
knife was more viciously jabbed
"Maybe he's telling the truth,
Jim?" suggested its possessor.
"Is that her?" and the other
jumped for the doorway, discovering
She had, indeed, the key in ques
tion and now realized that these ruf
fians must have heard that her fa
ther had a large sum in the house
and wefe bent on securing it. Her
idea was to prevent their possession
of th6 key, as also to reach the near
est house to give the alarm.
The man. who had discovered her
proximity dashed after her speedily.
Nance started, across the garden in
the direction of the Dyson home. She
realized that her pursuer was close
on her trail. He would soon overtake
her. Nance uttered ojie frantic,
ringing scream and suddenly made a
dash for the forked pole resting
against the pear tree. She seized it,
she poised it. She held it level and
directed its pronged end directly
against her onrushing enemy.
"Ouch! Thunder!" he gasped, and
receded promptly, his hand pressed
to his side, where the fork points had
penetrated. Nance pressed the as
sault. She made a new jab and the
man went prostrate, howling for help
from his companion.
The latter came rushing out In,