The Argosy, March 1907 — page 60: what you’re looking at

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rt — Fe epeete ce Senet - rie a Cae ime <a pee rey pa Soe sa j pes ~ 682 THE ARGOSY. = ing, when a malodorous and unwhole- and Mrs. Chittenden can herd by them- cs some mist hung low on the river, the selves. He will hardly have the effront- se order was given to get under way. At ery, of course, to address you.” a the last moment a rotund, puffing figure Jonas Fitch was rolling along the deck oe loomed up through the mist, making vio- in the wake of Halil, Clive following © a lent signals to those on board. attentively at his heels. He came face ous A man panting and perspiring ran up to face with Madge, blinked unbeliev- — the gangplank and on to the deck. He _ ingly, then held out a pudgy hand. 2 was short, perilously fat, and of a sal- ‘“ Why, it’s little Margery Brant!” he = low, pasty face, whose little round eyes gurgled. “ You've forgotten me, I see; > had a furtive look. *but your father knew me z 3 He carried a big valise, and a negro ‘My father,” said Madge, in a low = commisstonaire toiled up the plank be- voice, looking him in the eyes and ig- — = hind him bearing a second. noring the fat hand, “knew you to his iia Barry Clive hurried forward with cost, Mr. Fitch. J do not purpose to a both hands outstretched to welcome the know you at all. Please let that be ne 5 28 didn’t reach here by the twenty-first. he roared. ‘ How dare you say = ek You must have traveled all night.” He got no further. Old Mr. Gault =. “I did,” answered the late arrival, had stepped forward; but Barry Clive = his breath coming in great gulps as his was before him. ee laboring lungs sought to right them- The young man had heard the whole a selves after their unwonted exertion. brief colloquy. With flushed face and ~ ze “Got here from Alexandria half an eyes that could not meet Madge’s, he a hour ago. Found you’d just left Shep- laid a none too gentle hand on his uncle’s a heard’s, and raced on after you. Where’s shoulder, and wheeling that amazed per- $53 that nigger of a dragoman? Here, sonage to the right, propelled him toward oo. ~ you!” to the resplendent blue-and-gold his own cabin. =: Halil. “ ‘Take my things to my cabin.” Jonas at first showed signs of balking, Madge Brant and old Mr. Gault were but the pressure on his plump shoulder, = standing by the rail about ten yards was too strong. | a. distant, whence they had been watching “ Here!” he squealed. “Don’t you . <5 the gradual awakening of the river-front go hurrying me along like that, Barry! . traffic. I’ve got something to say to this young Z As the newcomer bustled aboard Mr. person, and I mean to say it. J——” =e Gault turned to the girl. She was pale, “You've said quite enough,” inter-_ ae and her eyes shone. rupted Clive, for the first time in his life Vv var me > ~ went on Mr. Gault. newcomer and to relieve him of his lug- gage. - Mrs. Chittenden, with a manner that dimly approached affability, bustled forward with equally ardent greeting. “Why, Jonas!” she exclaimed. “When you didn’t-come last night we supposed you had changed your mind. We were going on without you. You wrote us to, you know, in case you “You recognized him?” queried he. “That’s Jonas Fitch.” “TI saw him,” she replied, without -emotion. ‘“When he didn’t arrive by last night’s train I hoped he had given up the trip,” “I am very sorry, for your sake, that the man to whom you say your father owed his misfortunes very clearly understood from the start.” She turned away. As soon as Fitch could recover from the stupendous dis- covery that he had actually met some one who did not cringe before him and the wealth he commanded he took an involuntary step to bar her way. His yellow face was mottled with purple. *“ D’ye know who you're speaking to?” his uncle’s will. You must be tired venturing to cross ‘Come to'your cabin. after your run.” Too aghast at this unwonted behavior on the part of his erstwhile dutiful nephew and heir, Fitch suffered himself to be assisted along without further comment. As the uncle and nephew vanished should have come to break up the har- around a corner Mr. Gault looked at : mony of our party. But it needn’t Madge in genuine surprise. 2 really matter, you know. He and Clive “Well!” - he ejaculated.“ That ee | | Comicbooks.co