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"Yes papa," said Leila meekly,
and went into the house crying.
Theif Robert Taylor Valked delib-
erately across a pet flower bed, kick
,ed'a sleepy dog, roared at the hired
man to oil that noisy lawn mower,
and plumped down into a hammock
nursing one foot with a desolate
The ailment of that foot was tan-
gible in a trivial way. He had stum
, bled over a porch step and it was
. sensitive and swollen. However, it af
forded him a, net pet complaint "The
beginning of dropsy, I feel it, I know
it," he had groaned to his Tvife. "Bad
symptom bad case!"
For a week the only consolation
Leila had was a note from Ned, slip
ped under a loose stone' near their
favorite trysting place the .fence.
Always his affectionate words of
cheer and hope wound up.wjth "I'll
win him yet."
The ex-merchant nursed his ach
ing, fender foot as a pet affliction. He
kept .Leila so constantly suspiciously
in sight that the poor girl did' not
see her devo'ted lover for over a week.
One day Mr. Taylor decided to walk
to the bank to deposit a large amount
of cash and some valuable securities
he had received by "express.
For a day he groaned, growled and
complained about'the dangerous ex
periment when he fussily started out
on his mission, he gloomily predicting
a possible fall in the street a dizzy
' spell the probable uselessness of his
"I'm pretty bad," he mourned,
"when I have to go at a snaiTs pace'
this way." . . 5
,"Why not take the autompbile,
papa?" suggestecLLeila meekly.
"And let that reckless chauffeur of
ours dump me out or shake up my in
jured limb so I can't use it for a
month? Not much!" and he went off
with the bearing of .a.cripple, but his
outrageous temper just as vivid as
Three nights previous an attempt
had been made to burglarize th'e Tay-V
lpr home. The faithful dog vthat its
faster had kicked had scared the in
truders away. His ownppt aijment
instead of that incident was in Mr,
Taylor's mind as he proceeded on his
way. Instantly, however, the latter
flashed into his thoughts' as he passed
a vacant lot two blocks from hone.
"Hands up!" sounded an Ominous
Three men had suddenly spring
into view from behind some shrub-
bery. One pointed a revolver atMr.
Taylor. ' 'K
"Keep a look out," he directed one
of his accom$litfer""Hr - -r
Then to the third: "Getraway with
the stuff, and the., man addressed
wrenched from the grasp at Mr Tay
lor tfie portfptio he carried under his
arm and started to move away.
"You keep quiet fon a spell, or I'll
bore a hole in you," 'threatened the
first hold-up man.
He came a step nearertohis' viQ
tim Mr. Taylor was fairly terrified.
However, the thought of being de
spoiled of over 510,000 "in tangible
property added a -frantic desperation
to the situation.
In pressing upon him the leader of
thefootpads trod jipoh his sore foot
A roar issued from the sufferer. He
saw blood, he grew reckless. A fren
zied impulse swayed him.
1 Swinging one arm as invfh0 days
before' he had acquired the; whimsies
of a nervous man. Mr. Tavlor brought
his fist with a sounding Crack directly
across the face or ms captor. Uj&e
man went head over heels to the
The .lookout sprang npw at Mr.
Taylor.' The blood of the latter, how
ever, was fairly up.
"Whack be landed out thatjwwer
f ul arm of his" again. He thrilled to
realize the latent strength he had
nursed. His second assailant went
"Stop thief!" next yelled the re
tired merchant and he put down'the
street after the fellow who had moved
away, with the booty