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A440 ARGOSY-ALLSTORY WEEKLY. “Well, the fact is ek Rod wants me understood why Mrs. Thomas had sud- | to have it all.” denly and inexplicably begun to admire Mc- “Mr. Campbell,” she shih looking athim Garry. She had learned that he was the squarely with her overpowering dark eyes. millionaire instead of Campbell. And Ger- ““T don’t understand you. This poor young trude had liked Rod, more than liked him. man who is traveling with you does most She hated to admit how much she liked of the work according to your own acmis- him. sion, and you, who do not need it, accept Last night, in the moonlight, she -had a reward. That is surprising enough. But rebuked him for his lack of ambition and it certainly is your duty to divide it with talked about the necessity of work. How him under the circumstances.” he must have laughed at her beneath his “You don’t understand the circum- mask of a member of the working classes. - gtances,”’ Howard declared in great embar- She had told him all about her father’s rassment. “Honestly, it’s perfectly all failure and her own modest ambitions. right with him.” If he should propose to her now she could “You pay him a salary and he must not accept him; he might think it was be content with that. Any commissions his money she wanted, because Campbell such as this go to you, is that your agree- would surely tell him what he had confessed ment?” to her. And it was known on board. Her The bitterness of her tone penetrated his mother knew about it. There was only harmless egotism, and hurt him. So he one thing to do, keep away from him until blurted out the truth. the ship docked. That would be to-morrow. “‘T don’t pay him any salary. The truth ‘ She was angry with her mother; Mrs. is that I have been sailing under false colors Thomas was ready to throw her into the on board. Rod is retiring and modest and arms of anybody who could relieve her he hates attentions. Out West he is quite own impending financial distress. Until famous because he suddenly and romanti- she heard that Rod was wealthy she had cally came into a big pot of money. . considered him as a contemptible, ill-bred “T started out as his secretary, and he person. And in a few minutes she was will- didn’t like appearing as a millionaire, so he ing to encourage her daughter to entrap that pushed me into the limelight and became person into a marriage. my ‘secretary.’ Of course, nobody knew Why she would be as unprincipled as anything about either of us on this ship, her mother if she encouraged Rod now. so it didn’t matter, but in case any of the She was a bankrupt’s daughter. A wealthy crazy stories in the papers about him he ae would be a boon to her. He been seen by some of the passengers he migfit not suspect her now of mercenary didn’t want to be known as that McGarry.” motives, but later he might. She shivered ‘“‘T see,” said Gertrude quietly. ‘I owe inside herself at the thought that Rod could you an apology, Mr. Campbell. Now I ever think such things of her. And to as- know why you took the reward. You were sure herself of his continued good opinion quite right. Will you. crete me now, I she would not see him any more. On this must look up mother.” she was resolved. She left him abruptly and he looked The last night on board ship was to be after her with bitterness. So that was the celebrated by a grand ball. In addition to kind of a girl she was. When she found the flags, the colored lights and the orches- he was a poor man she didn’t want to talk tra which had participated at the first dis- to him any longer. Well, there were others, mal affair, the chief steward has set up and at least he had a consolation prize of tables on deck for a buffet supper. The pas- five thousand dollars. sengérs by this time were on excellent terms. Of course he misjudged Gertrude. A Most of the young women had made the ac- certain situation she had been constructing quaintance of all the young men. The ma- in her mind would have to be rebuilt. And trons were unbending, the greybeards suffi- ‘she did want to see her mother. Now she ciently familiar with all, to essay the dance. Eomichbooks: co