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THE EVENIJTG WORLD, SATURDAY, JUNE 17, 1922.
II' THE EVENING WORLDS COMPLETE NOVELETTE o i ! 1 1 A JOHN FRENTON, owner of the Frenton Steel Works, whose em- jump , . . .,, i,., , ,- icf fr:nj. feloyees have always trusted him and who have been his best friends. ' MA'RJORIE FRENTON, his daughter, With a Strong conviction that her father's policy has been the right one. HONOR A RI P M PRRPRT STRONGLEY whose enpanemcnt to HONORABLL llbKBLKi : blKUINU Mnrinnn hie mnl him n nrfl.npr.tl VC nnrtner in IMP hrpniOIl VVfirKs. - f r- r ------ - . I tJOHN MORRISON, a workman Who has the interest of Other IWOrkmen very much at heart and doesn't hesitate to speak his mind, ""-.".... . . ...... r , .. .. .. i rnjr- r-a I, i a f I. ...i.. tnL.ne Idrama. . round Frenton's Steel Works paused, ns usual, on reachtng Llnmen TrmlghtrhLrr.op - l!n.ml II '.ltn eAse by nin,. nf ihn enter- oi t .. fcimnvVment of a single lever, nev.-r o nf nnnlause from teJeffioXke Jmnrar.l delivering a Bwould crash downward delivering a blow which shook the ground; next time it would repeat tho performance, only to stop Just as tho spectators . .. i . . .. n-r were oracing tnen.. pxi.ctl. stop with such mathematical exacw tiidn that the class of a watch beneath It would be cracked but the works which had occurred tho day would not bo damaged. before tho personally con Old Frenton had mado the works, ducted tour already mentioned. It He was a millionaire now, many times was conduCtcd by tho Honorable Her ver, but ho could still recall the day bert himgd and consisted of tho when sixpence extra a day had meant j0Use party staying with John Fren- the difference c-ctween enromu ituju and afnuenco. He paid his men well almost lavishly ; nil he asked was that they should work in a similar spirit. And he did more. . To him every man he employcu was la. nersonal friend: again, all he asked was that they should regard him like vise. ftjoys," he had said to mem on on MFalon, when a spirit of untest hnd ...n nfcroad in tho neighboring works, If you've got any grievance, there's only one thine I ask. Come and get at off your chests to me. Pon t gee nuttering and grousing aooui u uu corners. It 1 can rtim:uj .i, "" it I can't, I II tell you why. Anyway. alk will clear tho air. . . . In such manner had jonn i-reniim t,io rnrirn? In sucli manner nau laccome a millionaire and found ninsas n well. And then had ll.Jt"Vuu hn rrral irrlcf Of h'.S life. till vife died when Marjorie, the only Lviixi w!,!. horn. On tnc sin ne mi- Fahed all the great wealth of love of kvhlch his rugged nature wai capami. He Idolized her; nnd sho, because her Mature was sweet, remained n. charm- Ing. unaffected girl. . . . Then sho a net the man. t. nuiH nprh.ms bo more correct to Uy that tho man had met her. The W-t-. Tirhort Stronclev received an tntlmatlon from an aunt of his that If 10 would ilnd It convenient to abstain or a while from his normal method if Jiving, and come ana sia ter In the country, she would Intro- luce him to a charming S'rl staying it a neighboring house. She sped- led who the charming gin was mm lUggested that, though from his birth erbert had been a 1001, no cuumu . .. i- 1 !n( hlt. 'fSifi ench a aamnca ioui .13 I'ftjM. She was an outspoken lady, was (.Bjo aunt. . . . I IB , , . H . lno lionorauio nv. ... 1 - - ....,, miiiln n low nnntriPR nnd left I ondon next day " .... t.i .tn uS'Vim 7 wctk-h'e po's- '.',, ,.,. Mi-mlns manner did lerbert-beiore he was formally en- Turud to Marjorie. The armament ot ilnctccn has but llttlo lesisung puwci exposed to the batteries ot n lnnvini- ripllfrhtful man of the Vorld who Is really bringing all his iuns to bear. And bocauso tne man Vas a consummate nctor when ho (hose to be, he had but llttlo more llfQculty In getting tnrougn uiu lefenses of her father. Marjorio eemed wonderfully happy; that was hn chief thlnir to John Frenton. And )e was getting old; carrying out h's usual routine at the works was dally ecomlng more and more of a strain, Why not? Ho had no son every- ting would go to his girl and her hus- nd at his death, ills lirework fould be in tneir nanas. ... 11 e'd had his way, perhaps, he d havo hosen some one with a little more nowledgo of tho trade tho Honor- . . . r . . .11 Jl, .V..-. ,1 1 f f - oie neruert uiuui im.uit uh. - ---- - nee between mild and tool steel; but oil n v,nnnv mnrrlnrrp. did not . H . , m. j - - ' SanATirl nn Sllph pchnl p.ll OUallflCa- ,j,ona. she, too, turned to Join the rest of the Presslve. .u.,. ." She stirred restlessly in her his men entered in n largo book, Ai And so his prospective son-in-law party And lylnE. on tho ground Tho girl smiled a little absently, chfUri ,ooked at the flre of hIs whtctl enabled periodical gifts to ar ' il'flrnimn n nrnsnectlvo nartner. Osten- ...v,n-n v.A v,nA v.nAn 1 , . and nodded. "Impressive, ... It , . . t. .. , - , . .. -i,.A if thim wna ...... mnnuu in tiw. M.-ily ho was supposed to bo picking p viio vricKa 01 uiv u. - nee which afforded him no pleasure hatever. Ho loathed work in any brm; he regarded it as a 'orm of lartlal Insanity. But he was far too tiitA n nprsnn tn run nnv risks. r.r KHe was playing for Immeasurably irger stakes than ho could anoro to Jt (rt'Dulnely fond of Marjorie In his own i ir db. uuu 111 uuuiuuii iiu iu.o iiuiiw umr way. tie intenueu iu n.urry iKer, and then, when the old man was fiau-ana no waa vimuiy iuiihik ui" ir.onoraoie tieroert naa nis own meas I Ii the subject of Frenton's Steel lorks. Tho only trouble was that renton's Steel Works had their own eas on tne subject of the Honorable erbert, though that gentleman was lpremely Ignorant of tho fact. For te men did not like the Honorablo erbert ln fact they disliked him msldernbly; and since there was no icret regarding his future a future men tuntciiit.i iiicin lunmuieiy MM error in tne calculations was ihous. They were a rough-and-ready owd, with rough-and-ready Ideas of istlce and fair play. In addition they ollzed Marjorie ! ronton and hor .ther to a man. It had taken them xiut a month to size up the new irtner, and that was six months ffo. bince then, slowly and lnexor- ly their brains did not work very newjf tne determination tnat they r 5TO PY ' OF ntrr in ten. met cnnn ihn itttin " " " lMjrt al. John Frcnton's successor had crystallized and hardened. ly the o, "man dld'nTt s et The Hon- orablo Herbert still strolled vawn- For a while they had waited: sure- . . .. ------ - ing through the works, taking not the Bllghtcst notice of anv of tho "h,LToBW would have to work for Verv irood- wou m novo to Very good, If old John could not see It for him f other sten, Vvm.iH h,v tn ill seir, taken ten to dlsoso nf thi entlemnn ten to aisposo of tho gentleman. T TnHBY mlsht have becn Peace- n ton and ilarjorle. The houso party notlccd nothing unusual, somewhat naturalIy. they wcre bored or lnter. csTQd acconilng. to their natures. Dut as tho tour progressed a look of duz- wondcr becan to dawn ln Mar. jorie's eyes. "What on earth is tho matter with tho men, Herbert?" she demanded. ,.vc never 8ecn them , th be. fno ,. , , j der Wg breath IIei t had painfully awnre of the scowls which had followed them, though ho had hoped against hope that Marjorie would not notice. Moreover, ho had known only too well the reason of tho demonstration. And now It would come to old John's ears. . . . He tti ronrl n rrn In no Mir rr ! 1 rrr tA n . . .,, uostionlng eves. .,, mr Ac v, UUIU .V.J, Vl 1. 1 , IIU UI. - - ,PO,i .l.nili. "r bll;;nte'rs llaV(1 cot some fancled griev- .. ., unehters! Fancied grievance!' " The kM stepped back In genuine nmazement. "Then why don't you , ,h tocethcr and nsk them. lke daddy used to do?" As she spoke she glanced over his .. -,,- mfit xho'ae of a mnn standing behind . ... ni ,iniuu,, atcly lntcntiy, and suddenly, to her surprise, ho held up a twisted B,p Qf I)aper ,n hlg )and Then he ponted to the lloor and turned away u had been (,ono SQ qui(,ky that for a wlllo shp coul(, hardly helleve her eycs 0ne of tho mcn trying to pass a SPCrPt I10t0. . . . To her . . . yiiat on earth was tho mattcr with everybody? . . . n . . . .ince again tne man iookcu nt ner wlth tho suspicion 0f R enuie on his face, and sho frowned quickly. He was Impertinent, this youngster, and . . 1. . . ... , . , .1 01 mil' lutuuu iu iiur uuuit;. oiiu icuieui- , , .. . , , . , 1 ereu now mat tno last timo sne nau Knnr. t-rtiinrl hn hf.fi conn him U'nflrinv on a lathe; that it had struck her then that ho had seemed different from the others-h.s hands. oUy tnougn tncy were; tne cooi unem- ... " naj ui spcaKing. . . . .Almost as it no nau been her equal. . . . And now ho was presuming on her kindness then. ner nanus ciencnea involuntarily us Bho looked nt her fiance. "What Is tho namo of that man -wun nis oacK nan towaru us, over there?" she demanded. For tho mo- ment the "fancied grlovanco" was forgotten in moro personal matters. The Honorablo Herbert, thankful for the respite, swung around. Then as he saw the subject of her question his Jaw set in nn ugly line, "John Morrison," ho answered. shortly. "And If I had my way I'd sacK mm on tno spot. A use less, argumentative. insubordinate swlno. . . ." And it was as this graceful eulogy 1 1 1 . I . -. , ... concuiueu mat junn Morrison looked ...w.... ..v iuukeu at ler affaln. er flance had moved ,.. ... , u,.tj, u,.u oiig DiuuUlUg U1UI1U. Tn- .. nanmnn. .1,. 1 .1 Kerchief . . . , ,mg nU dronned vour hanilkBr 4fc " ,.pf,, y"r nanQKer- W chief, Miss Frenton." A courteous, well-bred voice waa 8Deakln(r clos yhind r fnrnnrt einnriv tn her, aw sne turoca slowly to find V b ' ' up Inside It she could feel the twisted . ... bert came up with an angry look on '"- '"-''""' vvimi uu jou huuw ne unappea at tho man. "Miss Frenton dropped her hand- kerchief, sir," answered Morrison, impassively. The other grunted. "All right. Get on with your work." Marjorio hesitated no longer. With a sort of bllndlnir certalntv ther ftnhiri Intn hir mlnrt tha i.n.Minn that something was wrong. Sho didn't stop to analyze ner tnougnts: she merely felt convinced that John Mor- rlson was not an Insubordinate swine, nnd that In tho note she held in her hand lay tho clue to a great deal that was puzzling her at the moment. And so with u gracious smile at the man she slipped hor handkerchief Into her og. . . . It was ten minutes before she found nn opportunity for reading tho note, It was in pencil, and tho handwriting was email and neat. AN H E I. R- ESS. " A FORTUNE. HUNTER AND A WORKMAN. Is Immaterial to me what action you take on receiving this," It ran. ?.But ,f you nro ln nny ,vay interested )n your nance's future, I most strong- ly advise you to suggest a chango of nlr t0 h'm. Of his capftbllitlcs as a husband you must decide for yourself ; ... ... i m 01 n's capaDiiiucs aa mo uuaa 01 Frenton's, other people have already decided, ns rosslbly you may have no- ii a hi nminn. Hn trot Vi m nn-nv. viuum iiiunui.t,. " o- """ji much time . . "Get him away, and keep him away - " The words danced before the B'rl 8 eyes; She was conscious of no ". .- n-- The thlngwa. o totally unexpected. Of his capa- bllltlcs as tne doss oi rrenions, " """"1, J" r., ! v"'Kr iw" ,mv u..":u. r'l'JJ"? ""'-': "u tually asking herself tho question: "Was u 80 to,ally un"Pected after a117 Tnnt mattcr3 nowa nave come to a hend , BUch an nbrupt wny was a staggering shock; but ... . Sho crumpled the note into her bag once more, ana wainou siuwiy towaru the waiting cars. A hundred llttlo half- denned thoughts came crowding In on her memory; a hundred little things which had not struck her at the time , i, ,,.,.. 1 "" n" mun t .muvvtu them to strike her? now arraved themselves In massed formation In front of her. .TlrH ",.;" : " " " "." V.f was solicitously bending over a stout and boring aunt of hers, and she watched him dispassionately. "Of his capabilities as a husband you must decide for yourself." Impertinent. . . . . And yet sho was not con scious of any resentment. 'Tome up to lunch, Herbert," sho said, as he stepped over to her. "I want to talk to you afterwards." "lie raised hie eyebrows slightly. "I shall be very busy this afternoon, dear." "I think the works will stand your absence for one afternoon," she re- marked, quietly, and he bit his lip. "I'll be there, llarjorie." He fum- bled with her rug. "Ono o'clock jod back! and the cars rolled olr" " "What a charming man your fl- - . ., -.h v,o irirlvr ance is, my dear, cooed the elderly remain lttlnr beside Marjorie. "So nollte BO .... 80 ... im- struck her that tho word exactly de- Burluea " And then, because sho was loyal clean throu-rb. she started to fan herself into a furious rage at the abominable impertinence of this wretched man, ti. itn.j.Hn Tlrhrt wnx rlrht J""" mui nou... .. h(j wag an lnsubordinate swlno. . . . How dare he-how dare he-hand her -n4ni tin Miirnr in ne Hacxeu . gn ld teU Herbert about u aftep ,unch and would explain . nf r,lrse. he would explain of COurse J OHN FRENTON was ""V""B on the steps as the cars drove up. and Impulsively she went M.v, up 10 mm. "Herbert Is coming to luncn, daddy," sho cried, putting her arm through his. "Is he. darling?" said tho old man, Patting her hand. "That's all right." o turneu to inu reav ui um came up. -vveu think of my works? None In England to beat 'cm. my friends, not If you search from John o'Oroats to I-and's End. And as for a strike, it's un- known, sir, unknown. . . . "iy men don't do It. whatever other rirms may do." Ho passed Into tho houso, talking animatedly to one of his guests, and for a while Marjorio stood, staring over the three miles of open country 1 to where the high chimneys of Frcn- ton's steel works stuck up llko slender sticks against the dun background of smoke. Then with a llttlo sigh, sho too. went up the stops Into tho house, "Herlmrt, I don't quite understand about this morning." She was In her .... . own sitting room, and her nance, standing In front of the nrc, was lighting a cigarette. "What Is the . ... iimner ni ino wnrxn , - A.r?JEnJu iiivuib ui ufiiiK cnurminB 10 the ehastlv rnllertl on nf C.lr! hnrnq as he mentally dubbed them who formed the party, had been puzzling e 10 mwo i mis inter- vlew Tnat lhc glrl had sccn tnut something was wrong was obvious; "ut a uiin.l person could have laneu to notice it. And now that tho '"ten-lejv had actually started he was bum unueciueo.. . . . "My dear little girl." ho remarked, ccntly, sitting, down beside her and taking her hand. . . . "Why wor- ry about ,t? Ag j toM iMj mQrn Ing. some llttlo grievance, I expect which I'll inmilrp mtn. . . nio girl snook her head. "It's something very mucn moro than a grievance," she said quietly but positively. "There's something 'TAKE IT BACK, PLEASE." 8HE ON THE radically wrong, Herbert. I want to And as the realization of what that know what it Is." would entnll struck him seriously for "Good heavcnsl Marjorie" there the first time, ho swore savagely. He was a hint of Impatience ln his volcu had been banking on tho Fronton "haven't I told you I'll Inquire Into millions not only morally but actual It? Do bo reasonable, my dear girl.'' ly. And if they failed to matorlal- "I'm being perfectly reasonable," lze. . . . Once again ho cursed she answered, still in the samo qulot under his breath. . . . tone. "But I don't understand how things havo got as far as they hove without any steps on your part. You say you don't know what's tho mat- tcr- Daddy would have known long abl Herbert's opinion of daddy, at UIU. 1I1UII1UIU, ruiliuincu UIlHpUKUIl. . . . "You ace," went on tho girl, meyrre just part ot daddy, are tne Hq they're Just part of daddy, are the that he had never had any strikes. And now. when he's ccttinr old othor peop, havo ojndy decided." Tno words danced before her ln the flamcSi and am0Bt passionately sho turnr,. fn fh t,,,n nr you Bee .. Bne cried. "don't you realize that r fCei responsible? You're there . . . un a partner uecause you re my flanoo. Tnat.a tha oniy rcaaon. Tho works will como to me when daddy nine t hn y DanAna ki 1 on'd my husband " . "Technical knowledge Isn't wanted, Herbert so much mi human knnwl- odgo, personality. I could run thoso works with the help of Mr Thorap- son and tho other minnnr. Ah, dear!" ahe bent forward quickly, "I don't want to hurt you. But I JU8t can,t imagine what would have happened If dad had coi.e round thn worka wi,h . tbl mornln 1 beiieyn jj wouid have almost killed him. .Mr. n . .1 feeilns thore' , ' mo , b . ,. With nulct dlenltv her fln rfen lj his feet. "If you are not satisfied wi... me ,, n . .. .. tence unnniRhwt I nm." Hin rrlfn. milt1 .if m Herbert perfectly satisfied Hut . , , "Then don't think nnv i It," ho said, quickly. "I'll go down nttlo girl, and find out what tho trouble Is. And then I'll Dut it rlirht. and let you know. . . ," "You'll let me know this evening, won't you?-' 1' or n moment ho hesitated. "if possible, Mnrjorio. . . ." "Hut of courso it's possible," she cried, Impulsively. "At our works, you've only pot to ask. . . Have tho men together and ask. . . . iri, tinKHVni.i n,.i t ..., 1,,u "ullu,",M1, xn-menn .. expressionless, as ho bent over and kissed her. "Quito ho. dnrlntr" hn murmured. "Don worry about It any more. . . . - - . A ND It was not until ho was at the wheel of his car driving back to his office that ho gave vent to his real feel- ln .,VRk lll0 men?.. myt hlm. self doing It. Tho cursed luck of the img. nut for that one episode yes- tcruay, no could huvo b uffed 11 through, until they were married at any rate. Artcr that he had never had any Intention of carrying on a deception which bored him to ex Unction: there would bo no need Hut now . . , Tho marvel to him was that they hadn't t,ru nim.n.iv .imi n, .11.1. and John Frenton came down to tho woik and tho cause became known good - byo to his hopes of tho futuie. Marjorie would never forglvo him. LAID HER ENGAGEMENT RING TABLE. It was after dinner that night that Marjorie mado up her mind. She had twice rung up her fianco with no re- suit. Tho first timo ho had not come In: the second ho had Just gone out lleved. With a frown sho hung up tho Itvutw, mm lUIIIUJB uwujf wamvu slowly to hor father's study. "I want to see the book of ad- 1 wum to see tne noon 01 a arcss(.a daddyi.. sho ald( qUclIy. It was ono of old Frenton's hobbles to have the address of even ono of family. " s over tnero girno," no sam, with a sleepy smile. "What do you want It for?" "Mrs. Tracy has Just had a kiby," "ho announced, turning ovor tho "-' "t " was not under tho T's that "he looked. Mendlo. Morgan, Morrl- nn . . . iuurriHon . jnrin. t. t imuti Hoad . . . Thoughtfully sho closed nc DOOK- nnu Pul 11 IacK ln 118 I"1''" cr place. Then she crossed tho room. ana "1HS ncr miner lovingly on ins 'aI" r",au- "YouTo a dear old thing," she whispered. "Go and play bllliaids with tho general. . .." A ,cw minutes Inter sho was drlv- In her little runabout towards Castlo Ito:ul An onlooker, had he been able l" sfe nll,,r the thick veil she won would havo lx;en struck with the like ness of the smull determined face to that of old John Frenton. I.Ike ti-( nltii.r nnrit ulin onmn ... n .Inmulnn she required somo stopping. c ASTLE HOAD proved to be a t-ctter neighborhood than sho had expected. Moat of tho hands preferred to IU a nearer to ihn works, and thiH Htrcet Min.ek i.ir us being more suitably for Well-to-do links. Hut she was far too pie-occu. i.i.d 10 worry overmuch w.th smcIi triM h; John Moirlson and the truth who what she wanted. Sho left the car at tho end of tho street and walked to Number 9. Yes. Mr. Morrison wns at home. A disapproving sniff preceded tho opening of u sitting-room door; which closed with a bang behind her. She heard the steps of tho landlndy going down tho stairs, nnd then sno took an uncertain pneo forward. "I . . . I . . ." sho stam mered. Undoubtedly tho man In eve ning clothes fnclng her was John Morrison, tmt he looked no different. And whoever lind heard of a factory hand getting Into a smoking Jacket for dinner? . . . And the room . . . Tho prints on tho walls; tho big roll-top desk; golf clubs ln tho corner, and to cap everything a gun case. "I think there must bo somo mis take," she said, haltingly. "I muse apologize. ... I . . ." Sho turned as If to leave tho room. "I hope not, Miss Frenton." Sho gave a llttlo start; she had hppod he had not lecognlzcd her. "Won't you come nnd sit down by tho Are and tell 1110 what I can do for you?" After n moment's hesitation she did ns he wild. "You must ndmlt, Mr, Morrison," she loosened her veil as sho spoke, "that there Is somo excuse for my surprise." Tho mnn glanced round tho room with a slight smile. "Yes," ho murmured. "I can un-d-rstnnd It causing you a slight shock. Had I known you were com ing I would havo tried to innko It less or startling." "What on earth nro you doing In tho works?" sho asked curiously. . "My poor concerns will keep, Miss Frenton." A charming smllo robbed tho words of any offense. "I don't think It wns to discuss mo that you came to-night, My note, I suppose. Am I to bo rebuked. "No," she answered, slowly. "I nm to be enlightened, please." "Havo you spoken to Strongloy about It?" he asked, after a pause. She ralHCd hor eyebrows. "I nuked Mr. Strongloy what was tho matter with tho men, nfter lunch to-day." "I stand corrected." With nn ex pressionless fnc John Morrison held out a heavy sliver clgarctto box to her, but cho shook her head. "No, thank you," she said, curtly, and he replaced the box on the table. "Hut please smoko yourself, If you want to." "And what did Mr. Strongloy say?" asked tho man. "Nothing." Sho Htnrod nt the flro with a little frown. "He didn't seem to know; but he said he'd find out and ring mo up. He hasn't done so, and I want to know, Mr. Morrison know tho truth. There's something radi cally wrong down there. What Is It?" John Morrison thoughtfully lit a cigarette and leaned against the man tclpleco, staring down nt her. "May I ask you one or two ques tions, Miss Frenton; questions which, though they may sound Impertinent, ure not Intended In that spirit?" "Yes." She looked up at him stead ily. "Hut I don't promise to answer." "How long ago did you meet Hcr lrt Strongley?" "About a year." "And how long was It before you got engaged to him?" Sho shifted a little In her chair. "Not very long," she said at length. He did not press the point; though a fnlnt smile hovered for a moment on his lips. "Not very long," ho repeated, soft ly. "Are you quite suie. Miss Fren ton and this Is a very Important question are you quite sure that you huven't mado a mistake?" "It may bo Important, but It's ono I absolutely refuse to answer." She faced him angrily. "What business la it of yours?" "Absolutely none ul tho moment," he said, quietly "Hut you've como to me to find out -ihat thn trouble 1m. And If you have not mac's any nils t:ik with regard to your engagement 1 advise you to carry out the sugges. tlon contained In my noto Get your fnnce awny froiu Fronton"? nnd keep hlm I'wny, bjt!i before nnc aftur your marrlnge. It will come, I Imagine, as a blow to your father, bir you can ti.slly turn It l:i'o a company." "You mcnn--,hnt tho men don't llko Herbert?" S.io forced herself to nsk tho question. "I mean," ho answered, deliber ately, "thnt tl.o men loa'.fie nnd de test him, and th.ir only th; love they have for you mid your father hns stuved off trout) e up till now. And even that love v"! fall t.i avurt a cri sis after well, utter tlu regrettable episode that happ-ncd yeitfrd.ty." "What was I'V" sho demanded, nnd l gr volco somu.nl dead to the man. "I don't think we neo I bother as to what It was," ho said quietly. "Shall wo leio It at tho fact that luiwcver oxcs'.lent a husbnnd Strong Icy may ma'to, as tho bos of Fron ton's ho is ,1 o.mpleto failure. Ho bit his lip as ho h.v the look on tho girl's foco. Then ha vent on In tho samo qulot voice. ' Things llk this hull, Miss Fronton, bui you are tin tya that appreciates frankness. Am 1 i tell you quite oiunly that the men ure nf trr your fiance. And I don't blame tlrm." "You sldo with them, do you?" Sho throw tho words at him fiercely. "Am I not ono of them?" ho replied, gravely. "You know you're not." She Btood up and faced him. "You're not ono of the ordinary hands. Look nt jour eve ning clothes; look ut that guu-caso In the corner." ... She paused as sho saw tho sudden look on his fnco. "Whnt is It?" "Into this room quickly," ho whis pered. "You must stop there till ho goes. Good Lord I What n complica tion!" "Who Is It?" sho cried, stnrtled b his evident agitation. "Strongly," he whispered. "Heard his volco In tho hall. Absolutely un. expected." HE closed tho door, and sho found herself In his bedroom, Just as tho landlndy ushorcd In tho second visitor. And If Marjorio had been surprised on her tlrst entrance to John Morri son's rooms, It was evident thnt the Honorable Herbert was even more so. "Good Lord, man" ho spluttered, "Why the glnd rigs? I or of course, It's no business of mine, but your gen eral uppcaranco gavo mo a bit of n shock." To the girl listening Intensely on tho othor side of tho door it seemed as If a note of relief had crept Into hoi flnnco's voice relief In which a cer tain amount of uneasiness was min gled. "What can I do for you?" John Morrison asked, gravely. "Well cr don't you know" un doubtedly tho visitor wns not at all sure of his ground "your rooms nnd thnt sort of things havo rather knocked me. I moan or I'm rather ln tho soup, Morrison, and I really came round to ask you, advice, don't you know. 1 mean ypu saw the whole thing yewtcrdny, and though I'm afraid I lost my temper with you, too, yet oven nt thn time I ww yoi.i wnr different. And or I thought" . . . The Honorable Herbert mopped his forehead and sank Into a chair. "Tho more fact that 1 chango for dinner doesn't Beem to niter tho sit uation appreciably," said Morrison, quietly. "No, by Jove I suppose not." Tho othor sat up nnd braced himself for tho plungo. "Well, what tho holl nm I to do? And whnt tho devil are tho men going to do7 Are they going to strike?" "No I don't think so." Morrison smiled nt the sudden look of relief on Strotigloy's faco. "They're too fond of Mr. Frenton and his daughter. It's you they're nfter." "What uro they going to do?" "Glvo you a pleasant half-hour under the steam hammer," said Mor rison, delllierntely, and tho othor rose with u stifled cry. "Just to test your nerves. I.ot it drop to within nn Inch of you then stop It. And If that doesn't expedite your departure they'll take othor stops." . . . "Hut, damn It, Morrison," his voice was shaking "don't you understand I ean't go' I er gooj Lord! Do you suppose I wnnt to stop hero 0110 second longer than I muit? I loatho It. Cun't you stop "cm, man; tel 'em I'm clearing tho Instant I'm" "Married," said Morrison quietly. "Well, yes," said the othtr. "1"1 have to be frank with you and 1 can fcce you'll understand." His eyes strayed about tho room. "I'll admit absolutely that this Isn't my line; I de test tho thow. Hut old Fronton Is wrapped up In theso works and well ho looks for a son-in-law who will carry on. After I am married I can explain things to him, don't you know. And until then well, wo must Btavo off this trouble, Morrison." "Wouldn't It bo n little more straightforward to explain your views to htm before tho marriage?" "Perhaps It would havo been," ald the other, with apparent frankness. "Hut It's too Into now and then there's that damned show yestenlny. "That' what I'm so afraid will como out." Ho stared at the fire. "I didn't mean to hurt the fellow," he went on, querulously. "And I'm certain hi droppod that spanner on my toe 011 purpose." "Still, that hardly scorns sufficient Justification for slugging a boy, who is not quite all there, over the head with nn iron bar, does It?" Almost unconsciously his eyes travelled to the bedroom door as he spoke, and then h-j grow suddenly rigid. For the iloor was open, nnd the girl stood between the two rooms with a look of Incredulous horror on her face, "So that's whnt wns the matter rT with Jake," she said, slowly, and at tho sound ot her voice Strangle) swung round with a violent start. , "Marjorio . . ." he gasped, "whtft on earth. . . ." "Why didn't you tell me at the ginning?" she demanded, staring at him with level eyee. "Why lie about It? It seems so unnecessary ami potty. And then to hit Jake ovei the head. . . . You, . . . Take H back, please." She laid her engage, ment ring in tho table. "And - think you'd better go at once. Tin fault was partially mine; and I, wouldn't like them to punish you fur my for my mlstako. . . ." "W TITHOUT another word h fk turned and left the room. w yf y And It waa not till tp.-'V front door banged thtr Strongloy turned his livid face ! " John Morrison. "You swlno," he muttered. "I bo lleve this was a put-up Job," John Morrison laughed. . "Yes you told mo you were com Ing, didn't you?" "No I didn't tell you," said Strong ley slowly, with a vicious look dawn Ing In his eyes. "Which perhaps ac counts for tho fact that Miss Fronton j was here. , . . In your bedroom . . . How nlco. . . Tho gentle man workmnn and the employer' daughter. ... A charming ro tnnnco. ... I should think Mi. Frenton will be delighted to hear Ii to-morrow. ..." Not a muscle on John Morrison'- ' faco moved. "Moro thnn delighted, I should tni aglno. . . . Except that It wilt b n llttlo Into. Personally, 1 am golru up to tell h'm to-night." Ho smile. slightly. "I don't llko you. Strong ley; L know far too much about you Hut I did pass Miss Frenton a not - to-day at the works warning her I . f. got you away." ... v "Your solicitude for my welfare V, i overwhelming," sneered Stiongley. "Good heavens," laughed Job. Morrison. I didn't care a damn abou - you. I was afraid the men might gi lnto trouble. Steady! Don't get gu with mo. I'm not half-witted; and 1 can lilt back." . . . It wns In London tho followln - spring that Marjorio Frenton ne. naw John Morrison. Shov had no' boon present nt the Interview will her father was In Ignorance that I had ever taken place until tho no day. And on that next day Job. Morrison had disappeared, leaving n. ' trace. . . . For a while sho had waited, won deling whether he would write bi no word came. After all, why elionl. ' he? Thero was nothing to write abou It was merely curiosity o her part nothing more, of course. A workman In evening clothe- Enough to mako anybody curious. And now there ho was three table. away, dining with n very prott woman. Ho hadn't seen her yet. 1 Probably wouldn't remember when he did . . . After all, should he? . . . And at that ment their eyes mot. . ... She locked away at once, hei whj mo. alio started talking to tho man noxt (1,. her; but even ae she npoke she knew John Morrison had risen and wn coming toward her. "How are you, Miss Frenton?" Sii. looked up Into his face; met the glliw of a smllo In tho lazy blue eyes. "Quite well, thank you, Mr. Morr . son." she answered coldly. "Hullo, Joo!" A woman oppow . had begun 'to speak to stop with puzzled frown at Marjorlo's won . "Morrison! Why Morrison? . . . Havo you been masquerading, Jo.-.., under nn assumed name?" "I did for a while, Jane," he said calmly, "to avoid you; you know how you pursued me with eligible girls . . . Battalions of 'cm, Miss Fren ton ranged In rows. I had to dlsaji pear stealthily In the dead 01 night. . . ." "Well, when nre you going to gof married?" demanded the woman. 3 laughing. I "Very soon, I hope. ... I du ..3 much better thnn you, Jane, tn thesi tilings. The girl I've got my eye on I. a girl who summoned several hun- dred factory hands together nnd told 'cm she wns sorry for a mlstako she'd made. And sho halted a bit, and stumbled a bit but she got through with It And then the men cheered 'emselves Blck. . . ." "Good heavens! Joo. . . . Fac tory hands!" gasped tho woman "What sort of a girl is sho?" "A perfect topper, Jane." Out 01 c the corner of his cyo he glanced ui Marjorio, whOBe eyes wore fixed on her plate. "Hy the way, Miss Fren ton, has your father turned hla works , Into a company yet?" "Not yet, sho answered very low "Ah! thnt's good." Ho forced hei to meet his eyes, nnd there was some thing moro than a smile on his face , now. "Well, I must go back to my sister , . . And I'll come and call . to-morrow If I may. . . . Jane will expose my wicked deceit doubt less ..." "Mad quite mad," remarked th' woman opposite ns he went back to , his Interrupted dinner. "Morrison, did you say? I knew he .wanted to , study labor conditions first-hand--why, Heaven knows. He's got works of his own or something. ... Hut all the Carlakcs are mad. ... And I'd got u splendid American girl up my sleovo for him. . . ." "Carlaku." said Marjorie, a llttb faintly. "Is that Lord Carlnke?" "Of course It la, my dear. That'. Joe Carlake. . . . Mad as a hat ter. ... 1 wonder who the glr! ' Is? . . ." Copyright. 1S31. ao. It. Dorao Oa. Printed by arrangement with Metropolitan spacer toervice, ;ew iur. 1 Ml t Atntf