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ing. He saw the astonishment upon
the young man's face.
"Wiil you please come over here?"
asked the stranger.
He led him about fifty yards away,
out of the hearing of the others. He
might have saved himself the trouble,
for those who were not asleep in the
shade had already forgotten Jim's
existence. When they stood together
upon the sand the young man took
Jim by the shoulders and swung him
around facing him.
"Are you Jim Bennett or are you
lying?" he demanded in crisp, ner
For an instant Jim felt the resent
ment that would have comg to any
normal man at such treatment, but
then he remembered that he had left
his manhood behind him at the whis
key bar in Tam-tam town.
"I'm Jim Bennett," he answered
doggedly. "What do you want with
The other breathed hard. "Where
do you come from?" he demanded.
"I must have proofs of what you sav,
Who is the woman to whom you are'
"You mean Miss Dale, I Buppose,"
drawled Jun, and other let his hands
drop from his shoulders and stared
at him hopelessly.
"Are you drunk or sunstruck?" he
"Usually both," answered Jim
truthfully. "Today, as it happens, I
haven't found any one willing to give
me the price. How about you?"
The young man clapped him on
"Listen to me," he said quietly.
"You must have been a man once,
from all I've heard of you. I recog
nize you from your pohtograph, al
though that beard makes you look
quite different Miss Dale's father
is dead. He has left her his whole
fortune. She wanted me to come
and find you and bring you back to
her. She loves you, and pride does
not' count. She knows what you
must'have been though and due's e
ing to ask you to marry her once she
gets you at her side, understand?
Jim understood. The thought of
the Dale millions at his command
was paralyzing; it galvanized him
into life. He looked up to see the
young man reading his face.
"Here's $10!" he said suddenly.
"No, wait!" He pulled out the pock
etbook again. "Here's a hundred.
Do you think you can get washed
and cleaned and havea new suit and
good linen on your back ready to sail
on the ship tomorrow?"
Jim pocketed the money mechan
ically. "I suppose so," he muttered.
"What's your hurry?"
"Because," said the other gravely,
"Mis3 Dale is on board. That's why.
And the best man in the world could
not deserve your luck."
Somehow the new clothes, the lux
ury of a bath, had put new manhood
into Jim. He lay in bed early in the
morning in the hotel and speculated
what he would do with the Dale mil-
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of course. He would build a palace
there. , He Would have automobiles,
fine clothes, cigars, all the physical
luxuries which he had been denied
so long. And he would marry Ellse
at the first opportunity, to keep his
hold on her.
He got up and dressed. He was
just about to leave the room when
the young man entered. He surveyed
Jim with a grimmer smile than bef
fore. "You haven't shaved off your
beard," he said.
"No," said Jim thoughtfully. "It
looks more manly, I think."
The other looked at him in con
tempt. It penetrated the man's skin.
Jim winced. It was the first moment
of self-realization In many a year.
"Why have you done all this for
me?" he asked, looking at the other
curiously. "Do you know, I believe
I believe you are in love with Elsie
"ilia Dale from you, please," re
plied the other, "Yes, I am-in love