The Wahpeton times. [volume], August 07, 1913, Image 3

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Why Farnsworth Justin Sent tht
ObUging OfRoe Boy Ten
$&.' Dollars.
By IZOLA
PORMrrKR.
Mr. Joatln heard the ponndtss for
Mreral minatea before tt rooaed kto
attention from the itaek of pipm oa
the desk. Vaguely, it annoyed him.
9jb had stayed late at the offloe on
pnrpoee to be andlatnrbed. But the
pounding vaa inaiatent and it came
from across the wide air welL
He looked from his windows
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gently, and
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and
girt trying to ralae the one
across the way. She did not seem
excited, but why did she pound so?
Juat then she caught eight of Mr.
Juatln and waved to him frantically.
Mr. Justin waved back mechanically
as he would have answered the hail
of a shipwrecked mariner. He raised
hia own window, and called across
the twenty-foot space. ,v
"What's up?'*
"I'm locked in,' she called to Mm.
"I was working in here, and the boy
didn't know I had stayed late. 1
don't know what to do."
"Who has the keys?"
"Jlmmie, the boy. He comes early
and opena up."
"Where does he live?" 'h'
"Oh, dear, I dont know——*
""Don't be alarmed," protested Mr.
Jtfetln, kindly. "I am right here and
get you out"
"1 knew you would. That's why I.
pounded on the window. I can ah
waya aee you at your deak over
there."
"I think I can rouse the Janitor or!
engineer of your building," he called'
over to her. "We'll be right up."
But he had forgotten to aacertalnj
her number, and when he reached
the opposite street, the great aombre,
fronts of rock defied detection. There,
veemed to be aix In the block. He
tried pacing from the corner to lift
ore how far hia own office waa from
the street line, but loat hia bearings.
Finally he stopped a messenger boy
and asked how to reach the engineer
ef the buildinga.
"Baaement whve de cleaners goj
In," aald the boy.
"Could you go in for me, and ask
about
a
lady who is locked in on the)
tenth floor?"
The situation's possibilities
ap-j
pealed to the son of Mercury. He
would, for a quarter. Justin wattedj
anxiously outside for him while he
'Med one building after another,
finally the boy came out and beck
oned him to follow. He had never'
been down in the basement of
a'
large
building before, but he tramped care-,
fully before the boy to the engineer's^
quarters.
"The superintendent's gone home,'
said the big-coal-grimed party
smoking over an evening paper under,
an electric light "And the Janitor's,
on the top floor in bis own place, eat-:
Ing dinner. The elevator ain't run
ning, either. And I ain't got any keys,
but the scrub women have. You can,
go up the basement stairs and ask
them."
It was a totally new experience to
Farnsworth Juatln feeling hia way up
the grimy atalra into the bare, ailent
Wtunda. The meaaenger boy kept
kfm company for another quarter,
and made the rounda of each floor as
they aacended, seeking the scrubwo
men. The building seemed strange
'tirfd unfamiliar with this .'spell of utter
silence over it, and only a light here
and there in the corridors.
On the eighth floor they came on a
brigade of scrubbers down on their
knees on mats, washing up the mar-'
ble halls. Justin removed his hat as
be addressed the leader. Yes, she
had a pass key to the officea. Wlp-!
Ing her dripping, swollen hands she
took him up to the tenth floor.
'"Which room is it?" she asked, and
he could not tell her. Moreover it:
was horribly silent on the tenth floor.
vNo
sound of knocking at all.
'"Call her by name," adylaed the
woman.
"I don't know her name," said Mr.
Juatln dubloualy. The meaaenger boy,
eyed him. "It muat be about in the
middle of the weat aide of the hall.'
The far hall, I mean, and It faces on!
'the air well. My office la opposite".
The woman had started off on her.
own responsibility and was knocking
on door after door, but there was no
answer.
"Ill bet a nickel she's tumbled
over," said the boy. "They all faint"
Justin felt utterly wretched and,
out of place. Here he was hunting
for a woman and a total stranger
at half past eight in the evening in
a deserted building.
"I shall shout for her," he declared,'
desperately. "She Is certainly here."
"Wait a minute," said the scrub
woman, bending down to one key
hole. "I hear something."
Justin's
the door
past
lists were tightly shut. As
jraa flung open, he pushed
the boy into the Inner office. On
the floor by
the open window lay the
girl, her face
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like a gardenia in color.
Justin Mft'ed
told the hoy
her in his arms, and
to hurry for a. taxi He
another back
the heavy wavy hair
felt her wrist for the
falat pulpation.
.'•It's too had you don't 'know her
ftame, sir," said the woman. "She's
so young, too, ain't she. They'll send
her to Bellevue till ahe comes out'
ef it"
"Nothing of the sort," retorted
Justin, curtly. 'T aball take her,
fc&me
to my slater to-night. She has
had a nervpua shock and needs real,
that Is all."
Be
had
net thought
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if 4
taking her
before that iastaat hat the
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*ords sprang to his lipa. When the
taxi came, he had the satisfaction of
peeing her open her eyes, and ahe
^walked down the long ataira aup
forted
by
his ana.
"It was silly of me to faint" she
faltered. "But after you had gone—
H-seemed ao long, and I thought
perhaps you wouldn't bother to help
Once in the taxi she closed her
eyee
and leaned hack.
"I way out In Brooklyn.H
"You are going to my sister's for
the night" he said firmly. "You are
in no condition to take any long trip.
It
you wish to 'phone to anyone, yoa
•lay at the houae when we arrive."
'No," ahe aald, ahe had no one to
'phone to. The hint of bidden pathoa
in her tired tone atirred old heart
atrlng8. He aald nothing more, but
atared out of the window at the shad
owy street vistas. Undoubtedly Bar
bara and himself had led a self-cen
tered life in the old Gramercy Park
house. Life had slipped along in
smooth channels for them. They had
,never known want or. loneliness. He
wondered what she would say to thi'a
child he waa taking to her. Once,
.years before, he remembered bring
ing kbme a io'st kitten he had found
pressed close to the iron railings of
the park, and Barbara had told him
she would send word to the proper
authorities to care for It but it could
ndt remain in the house. He turned
to the girl again. She had taken off
her hat and her eyea were closed.
The questions on his lips remained
unanswered. He noticed her ringless
hiacds. She held her gloves clasped|
looeely on her lap. He saw they had
been mended. Even a bachelor has
some knowledge of proper garments
for the daintier portion of humanlty.j
He knew that she was not clad like
Barbara and her friends. The long
grey cravenette was. Inexpensive aind
a bit worn at the cuffs. Her shirt-,
waist was of wash silk, her skirt
dark blue serge. The hat on her lap.
with a pin pushed through ita crown,
was a soft grey straw, shaped he|
would have aald, like a fruit dish..
It bore a crushed bow of gray satin,
and cluster of tiny hand mKdeiltlc
roses.
"la your aiater nice?" Her voice
startled him. She was regarding him
anxioualy. "Won't she mind?"
"Not at all," aald Juatln flatly.
"She la quite accustomed to anything
1 may do that la—well, aay unuaual.1
"I think everything you do is un^
usual. The development at Silver
Cross was splendid."
"Silver Cross!" he stared at her
almost auaplcloualy. He had not be
lieved a single soul In New York cltyj
knew of hia connection with the iao
lcted properties far up. in the Nevada
mountalna which held the greateat
promlae of wealth In yeara. He had
covered every track. Not even Bar
bara knew of hla tripa there. For aix
montha he had been dropping capital
Into the earth holea there, and only
holding communication with Dave
Richards, the owner of the original
elalms. "How do you know I have
"belss ln- Silver Cross?"
"I am Juanita Richards. Last year
Dave sent me down to New York to
find the right way, don't you know.
We were atruggllng along out there
the best way we could, and there
was no Way to get In touch with the
right people here. So I came down,
and got a place with Willis & Heath.
It was only clerlcel work, but I knew
they were the best firm in the mining
business. And I kept asking and ask
ing for someone who would tell us
the truth about the properties out
there, somebody who would play fair.
And they told me you would. So then
I just wrote to Dave, and he wrote to
you, and that's all. I'm going back
home next week. Dave says I may.
He heard from you that the mines
were paying, and so I won't have to
work here any more."
She paused, but Justin did not
speak. He only looked at her.
''I've wanted to know you so
much," she added, impulsively, "but
brother told me to wait until I met
you out at Silver Cross. How queer
It came about all of Its own accord,
didn't It?"
He drew In a deep breath.
"We are little dancing marionettes.
Miss Juanita, with Fate watching the
strings and wires. I have been work
Ing tonight on a full report to your
brother. The mines are now on a
paying basis. In three months' tlpe
we can declare our first dividend and
it will be a beauty." He took out
his handkerchief, and wiped off his
eyeglasses abstractedly. "I am leav
ing for Sliver Cross next Thursday
with Barbara, my sister. Perhaps
you could be our guest until then,
and leave with ua. I wish yoa
would."
Something In hla tone warned her
then. A woman's intuition is wonder
fully sensitive to Impressions.
Juanita knew then, looking Into Par
tington Justin's eyes, that unless she
could face all that they told her In
the future, she had better not accept
the Invitation.
"Yon know, we have yon to thank
for our participation In the strike
out there," he added. If you bad.
not ejected me for Dave to write to,
an tills would not have happened. I
think we are
an
partners together
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treat good fortune. Why net la
friendship, also?"
He put out his hand, and she laid
hers, la it
TU go with yon," she sald^ bap
pUy. "How wonderfttUy It Us all
come about tonight"
Jnsiin soiled at her contentedly.
They were Just turning Into Gramer
cy Park.
1 must remember to send that
office boy tea dollars," he sakL
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