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» II ■< I ■ John Gresham’s Girl ; < ; b y ’ Concordia Merrel ’ • ■ ' ■ ■ f ■ ’ > (Copyright.)—WNU Service. — — - CHAPTER X—Continued I —l9— She movhl away from him. until she was binning against the end of her bed, breathing a hand pressed agAinst her breast to still the beating of [her heart. For a time she was silent: then: "Jim," slfie said, and had to bite her lip to steady It. ‘ Jim. what of your schemes for revenge against my father? Against Gresham's?" His answer Was a short laugh. “They are gone . . . forgotten . . ." he said. | - The fear in her eyes lifted slightly. “Is tliatj true?” she asked, eagerly. •True that you n<> longer care for revenge? Jim, is this love of yours so real and | true, that it has had the power to) cast the hate from your heart?" ! “There is nothing in my heart tonight except the madness of my love for you. ;.. :. . I've been fighting it all <lay. if.ucy. ... Trying to gather strength against it. But it has beaten me. Yog have worked your womanmagic uihui me. and won. . . . Tonight. there Is only you In all the world for me. , . ” She looked at hnri with very serious eye*. "That .Is not love, Jim. That Is something. ... Oh! something far less pretty, . . Tonight, you say. But what of tomorrow?" “I am not thinking of tomorrow. I am thinking of you . . ." he answered, and came nearer to her. his face tense with the strength of his feeling. She fended him off with a little ges ture of the hand which he did riot want to obey. bitt nevertheless did. "I'on’t play the fool with me, Lucy,” he said again, lit n low voice. W tell you. I can t stand It. . . . You have given me your lips. . . . Let me hold you in my arms. . . . I want these things again. 1 tell you, I want them again. ..." “Yes, Jim," she said clearly! "When, you love me, truly. When you come to me with something more than madness in your heart, . . . Wh.en you can tell me that love has cast out revenge and hate. . . ." “I. tel) you I'm willing to give up everything I’ve ever thought of., or schemed for! Just for your love. Lucy!" he cried, coming nearer still. Looking up. she saw that his eyes were dangerous, but she still fended him off with an upraised hand. “You are offering to give up your schemes for my love. To barter your revenge for it. To sell your hate for it; But, Jim, my love is not to be bought. You are not really won. It is the madness that is in your heart, that is making you say that you do not care for what happens to your schemes, if only you can have my love. . . . But when this passed. . . . What then, Jim? Will the revenge be really gone?" “I nm willing to swear that I'll never do another thing against you Or yours, Lucy. . ~ . I*on*t torture me. darling. . . . Have mercy on a poor dtdil who's enwt for you. “That is a bargain I cannot make. Jim.” she said quietly. “And If ynu were not bo crated for mi-, you would not ask me to make ft." "You shan't turn me down now’" he cried out suddenly; and caught her shoulders with a strength that was painful. “Lucy! 1 love you so. . . . Don’t you understand? And you have made me love you. De-' libera tely made me. ... Haven’t you done everything In your power to tfiake me confess It? Haven't you tried everything you knew to make me succumb to the magic of you? Haven't you tempted me with the knowledge of love for. me? ’ His were biasing down Into hers - his hands were trembling u|mn her shoulders. “No. Jim." she said, meeting his eyes squarely. "I have tried to make love wipe the revenge from your heart. . . . Triwl to make ft seem to you a better thing than hate. Tried to make It sceiu a strength, not a weakness. Tried to make it dome to you. not as a surrender, but as- a conquest. . . . But I have only succeeded In arousing this . . . this . . . madness. ..." Her voice faltered slightly, and there was a sad bitterness in her words. He.caught her to him. “But I swear I’K never do another thing against you. Lucy. . . . I’ll give up Linforths. ... Do anything you say. . . .” Hi£ words stumbled out desperately, anguish of losing her in his voice. She struggled and freed herself. “You are asking me to make a bargain that shames me, Jim," she said, shakily. “I*o you think that I would use my love for you like that?' To lure you into a promise that you will change merely your plans, when what I have been praying is that my love might change your heart? Jim. 1 don't believe that 1 have deeerred this second cruelty at your hands. ..." She seemed near to tears then, but no tears felt Lee was beside himself. Utterly baffled by her; torn to shreds with a passion for her that was giving him no peace. . . . He caught her in his arms again; was pleading, angry, violent. . . . But she would not weaken. He flung her away from him. “You say you Idve me!" -he cried. “But bow can that be true when yon can deny me so easily?" She faced him, pale with the strain of It alt “If you could see into my heart.

Jim, you would not speak of this being ... easy to me. . . ." She turned away, swallowed hard to keep the tears from falling. s He was silent for some time; then, with a change of tone: “Well, what now?" he asked, drawing a breath and passing an unsteady hand over his hair. . . . “What now, Lucy?” She faced him again. “I said just now that there was only one person who could make me leave you, Jim," she said as smoothly as she could. “Well, you've done it. I'm going to leave you." 1 She half expected a renewakof his protestations, of love. But he only stood quite still for a moment;-then said: “When?" "Tomorrow. I'd go tonight, if It were not too late . . .” Her voice shook away to nothing. “Very well.” he said. He turned and went toward his room. She followed him and. as he went through the doorway he saw that her hand went quickly to the key. He stopped and faced her, his eyes blazing again. "Don’t lock me out." he said furiously. “If you do. I'll smash the door down. . . She looked at him. shandy. I don't?" she asked, slowly. “I'll keep to my side of it. ..." For a moment the look between them held, then: “Very well," sh.e® said, briefly, and taking the key from the lock, she held it out to him. He took it; held it a moment so tight that the knuckles of his hand stoo<l out white; then shut the door sharply, leaving her- standing there. . . . •> ••• • • - It seemed to Lucy that it was a stranger who faced her across the breakfast table next morning; a strahr ger who wore the outward aspect of her husband, but who made her think of a volcano; quiet, superficially; raging within. She knew a pang qf sharpest fear as‘she looked at hlift. She had hoped that during the night he might have thought things out. and that peace might have come to his revenge-driven spirit. But this morning he was like a man possessed? She did not quite know- how she arrived at that; h<* was perfectly quiet. Too quiet; perhaps that was it. His Actions were slow and measured, and yet she felt that there was a turbulence underlying the smallest movement <>f his hand, that was all the time threatening to break out. He did not-speak, but he looked at her all the time, and she felt that underlying something‘ in his eyes too. She Jwas terribly worried; and felt responsible. Yet what had she done, last night, that she would not do again.given the Same circumstances? How could she use her love for him ns a bribe to make him relinquish his hate of Gresham’s? And even if he should relinquish all active manifestations of that hate in order to -gain her love, the hate itself would still remain. She could not have done otherwise; could not I have used his love in such away; and was hurt to the deeps of her heart that be should have asked it of her. She left shortly after ten. and he said no single word of farewell; But just as she was going out <ff the room, he said, in a tone she had; never heard from him before: ; “I don't know what may happen now. . , 4 But you will be responsible for It. whatever it may be. . . . Do you understand me?" She raised* a hand to her lips, to steady them, but could not speak, and in silence, left him. CHAPTER XI Lee’s Moment of Triumph After Lucy had gone. Lee stood for a time quite still, his hands deep into his pockets, his eyes dar’’ and stormy. A call to the telephone aroused him and when he answejred it, he found that It was from agents he had set onto the mystery of Brady's cottage. He was asked to gb round to the office nt once, as the num who had been watching the place, nW come tack with an interesting story} He went immediately, ard tiny story proved Interesting indeed. As a result*of it. and when he had mastered all the details of it. Lee went out to Gresham's, and without waiting for anyone's, leave, went straight up to Ames' office. There he found Ames, seated at his desk, and Macklin sitting by him. both evidently talking earnestly. Lee shut the door and planted himseif w; h his bdek to it. and the two men at the desk looked up sharply. Macklin half rose, uttering an exclamation. bnt back into his chair again, as Ames motioned hltij jto keep still. “What do you want. Warrington?" asked Ames quietly. "I'll tell you." answered Jim. just as quietly, but with that turmoil Luqy had sensed beneath the quietness. “Yesterday. Macklin came to ybu with a story. Today. I have brought you one." “I do not. wish to hear anything from you. Warrington,” said Arnes. “But you are going to hear . It'none the less," retorted Jim. As he spoke his hand found -the key and turned It in the kwk. Macklin started up again at that, but Ames remained still and perfectly cool. I-ee found himself admiring his enemy for that coolness. Ames knew exactly how much Lee -hated, him. But he did .not turn a hair. T»oes it strike you thatiMr. Macklin Is not altogether easy at seeing me here?" went on Lee. coming nearer as he spoke. Ames shot a quick look at Macklin; was silent a moment, then said: “Well, what have you to tell me, Warrington?" “Has something In Mr. Macklin’s face made you think that perhaps you had better hear It?" countered Jim -with a sneer. Ames made no answer. But he waited. Jim launched his story. “At precisely twenty-six minutes past eleven last night, Macklin went to the big elm that has been struck by lightning, down by Brady’s cottage, and looked for something in a big. rotten bole down by its roots. He found what he was looking for; a note. The damage the tree had suffered had not

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touched It. He spread It out and by the very small glimmer of a pocket torch, he read what was written in it. What he read, made him go Into the copse and sit, bidden by the darkness, on the fallen trunk of a tree. At precisely twelve o'clock—and he looked at his watch to be sure that it was twelve o’clock —he returned to the cottage and went into it, letting himself in with the key, which he found hanging in the ivy over the door. He waited five minutes, and then he was joined by another man.” Macklin Suddenly started to his feet, crying out: “Don't listen to him I ' Don’t listen to him! He's lying! You can't believe the word of a thief. . . . Don’t listen to him!” “Sit down. Macklin.” said Ames, in a Sudden tone of command. “If these are lies that he is telling, you seed fear nothing. ’ His story will not be accepted! without test. . . , Go on, Warrington." Jim broke his story to say: “My name is Lee, plense, Ames." * For a moment their eyes met. Then Ames said: “Very well. Lee. Will you continue?” "This other man,’’ said Jim, “was very tall, very big altogether. In fact. Just the build to make it easy for anyone to mistake him. for any other very big man. Myself, for instance. A Clerk, attacked by this man. might viery easily think that I had attacked him. . . . Doesn’t that describe the friend you met at Brady's cottage last night, Macklin?" The question came on a sharp, merciless note that made Macklin -Riddenly clench his I hands in ah effort to keep his taut nerves from betraying him. “But perhaps this big man is no real friend of Macklin’s,” Lee went on. ] “Perhaps Macklin only used him. for! some purpose, and has found sine* i that this man Is not so easy as lu t ! seemed. Has been it. Macklin i! And having done your dirty work for you, does he now hold his knowledge ) over you, and make you pay . for his i silence? And has he been In the ‘ habit of leaving notes of appointment i for you in the hollow of that tree? ; And have you been in the habit of interviewing him in the cottage? And j leaving your hush-money under the i tof>se board in the floor, on the left- i hand side qf the fireplace in the ' kitchen? Has that been the practice between you and this big man, who might so easily he mistaken for me? For only some; of the stolen notes were found in my wallet,, yon know. There have always been quite a lot unaccounted for. .' . . And has this man been getting more and more unreasonable in his demands? And were you very angry with him last night, and did you threaten him? And did he laugh at the puny size of you, and remind you to be careful? Did he. Macklin? Did all this happen?" Jim was close before the wretched little man now, his face thrust threateningly toward him. “Did all this happen. Macklin? Did it?” There was that nerve-racking repetition "again that had maddened Macklin yesterday. ... His face worked suddenly.- He raised a shaking hand to still equally shaking lips; he raised wild eyes, and in a sudden frenzy struck out with his closed fist and ! caught Lee on the point of the chin. ... The answer to that was a derisive laugh- an d then a huge hand came toward hini. grabbed him by the coat and lifted him out of his chair and held him dangling. And Lee s' eyes, hot and blazing., looked into his, apd be saw in them the unmistakable sign that his hour of reckoning was at hand. . . . The scene that followed was one that Amt-s never afterwards forgot Jim’s niighty. towering figure; hfs blazing qyes; that .great fist of his that held Macklin, small, weak, terrified, helpless;"dangling sillily,,an inch or two from the floor, all made Ames feel that he had suddenly Iwn jarred sheer out of life as he knew it. into a scene that was fncredihle.l utterly unreal Certainly Macklin had a look of hav ing suddenly shrunk to a thing of Sawdust. His small ratty eyes were rolling - wildly; his thin lips Were trembling and he was blubbering out Inarticulate sounds. His riormallr sh-t-k hair was plastered in damp strands .over his forehead, and his hands were cowing feebly In the aif and managing to grasp nothing. If was the wrath of a giant against a pigmv. and Ames knew suddenly that the wntth of the giant was justified. All his perfectly genuine belief la the guilt of Lee was shattered by the behavior of Macklin, and he realized at last that a ghastly injustice had been done and that Lee had paid the terrible price of it. Macklin was making the truth more and more obvious wjth every passing minute. His fear; Jits cringing; the fiendish malevolence of .his terror-stricken eyes?, were signs that were easy enough to read Shocked to the soul, by the sudden realization of the truth, Ames sat his desk trying for a moment to take things in and finding it difficult . . . Macklin guilty. . . . Innocent . . . Then Lucy bad been right, after all. In her 1 " distrust of the manager. . . . And he had been so sqre that no evidence had been overlooked. . . . He had dene everything to ensure a fair triaf for Lee. ... But here was the trtitb! . . . This was evidence beyond dispute. . . . His mind cleared after a moment and he realized that this that was going oo before him, was not only the truth, but might easily be dangerous, and lead to things worse than anything that had yet happened. Lee was a man in whom the spirit of revenge had m-en storing up energy through three terrible years. . . . His wrath now was like the breaking forth of a volcano.’ ... He was in no mood to care what he might do; In no mood to put any rein upon his overwhelming temper. ... He was shaking Macklin as if the wretched little man weighed no more than a kitten, and Macklin was crying out: "For God’s sake let me go! You’re choking me! You dirty murderer! You're killing me. . .. .’’ (TO BE CONTINVED.) Fighters on Foot The history of the word “infantry* traces the term back to the name given to the page of a knight.

IMPROVED UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL SUNDAY I chool Lesson <By BEV. P. B. FITZWATER. D. D.. Member of Faculty. Moody Bible Institute of Chicago.) (©. IS3J. Western Newspaper Union.) Lesson for March 13 JESUS COMFORTS HIS DISCIPLES LESSON TEXT—John 14:1-18. GOLDEN TEXT—Peace 1 leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you, Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid. PRIMARY TOPlC—Jesvs Plans a Home in Heaven. JUNIOR TOPIC —Jesus Plans a Home in Heaven. INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOPlC—Jesus Comforts His Disciples. YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOPlC—Jesus Comforts His Disciples. The hopes of the disciples were utterly shattered when Jesus told them about the cross; He had told them that he was going away and that they could not follow him. He consoled them by I. Pointing to the Coining Reunion in the Father’s House (vv. T-3). 1. He asked them to trust in himself even as God (v. 1). Faith in the Godman, Christ Jesus, will steady the heart, no matter bow intense the grief or how great the sorrow. Faith in.l God and "Christ is one and the same ! thing, for Jesus Christ is not merely ’ another God, but one with God- Christ himself is divine and therefore the revealer of divinity. Jesus Christ is the same object of trust as God himself. The believer should repose in him the same confidence and yjeld unto him the same submission as to God. Trust in Jesus as God is the secret of a quiet heart. 2. He informed them that he was going to the Father’s house to prepare a home for them (v. 2). Heaven is the Father’s house. Heaven is an eternal dwelling place. There is in it abundant room for all. There are “Many mansions.” All who come to God through Christ will find room. It is a prepared place for a prepared people. > 3. He assured them that he would come again and escort them to the Father's house (v. 3). Jesus will not wait for his own to come to him. but will come and call from the graves those who have died and transform living believers, taking them all to be with himself forevermore in the heavenly home. 11. Revealing the Way to the Father’s House (w. 4-11). Jesus informed the . disciples that they knew the way to that place to which he was going. To this Thomas interposed a doubt, in answer to which Christ asserts that he is L The way to God (v. 6). He is something more than a mere guide or teacher—he is the way itself.. He is the door of the sheepfold;—the very entrance to the tree of life. 2. The truth (v. 6). He is not merely the teacher, but the truth Incarnate. In Christ’s incarnation the spiritual and material worlds were united. Therefore, every line of truth, whether spiritual or material, converges in him. No one can ever have the real truth about anything who does not have Jesus Christ. In him we have especially the truth about God. ' To pretend to know God while at the same time rejecting Jesus Christ'is utter folly. Only as Christ reveals God< can we know him (John 1:18). 3. The life (v. 6). Christ Is not merely the giver of life, but he Is the essence of life. Only those who receive Christ have life in the truest sense. 111. Assuring Them That His Work Was to Continue (vv. 12-14). Jesus’ going away was not to end the work which he had begun. This, no doubt, medns that through the ministry of the Spirit-filled disciples the work which Christ began would assume larger proportions. There would be a much greater number of coif Versions than under Ills ministry The means by which they were to get the power to do such wonders was prayer. God will surely- answer prayer, not only because he loves his children, but through answered prayer his own name will be glorified. IV. Promising Another Comforter (vv. 12-17). The word’ "Comforter" means literally “one called to the side of another to give help, protection and deliverance." This Comforter Is the Holy Spirit. Jesus was the Comforter while here on earth. The Holy Spirit was to be “another" Comforter. The condition upon which they might enjoy the comfort of the Spirit was obedience to Jesus (vv. 15-17). V. Assuring Them of His Return to Them (vv. 18-24). Although Jesus went away he did not leave his disciples as orphans. He Is spiritually present all the time. The Father and the Son make their abode with the disciple who loves and obeys Jesus Christ,. GEMS OF THOUGHT Faith is holding out the band to receive the promises. • • • Abuse is the resort of small souls who run out of argument • • • Faith alone justifies, but not the faith that Is alone (Jas. 5:17). • • • Croakers care more for traditions than the souls of men (Acts 15:15). • . • • Many a moral reform Is hindered by the personal interest of otherwise good people. 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