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“You’ve been very good she said. “I’ve wanted a tell you so." “You don’t know what he’s been through,” she frowned. “Even he doesn't know. When I came to him, there was so little of him left. I'll never forget the first sight, I had of him in the hospital. Thin and white and blind, he lay there as though dead.” 77“He loved so hard, with all there was in him, as he does everything,” uheiexplained. r he noddéa. She turned quickly. It was as if he said that was the mistake. MU ucuu ulnu was mu: llllnhul\Vn “After all, that’s just love, isn’t it? There can't be any halfway about it, can there?" “I wonder.” “Xquâ€"you wonder, Mr. Covingâ€" ton ? He was stupid at first. He did not get the connection. Then, as she turned her dark eyes full upon him, the blood leaped to his cheeks. He was marriedâ€"that was what she was trying to tell him. He had a wife, and so presumably knew what love was. For her to assume anything else, for him to admit anything else, was impossible. “Perhaps we’d better turn back,” Illa said uneasily. He felt like a cad. He turned in- Itantly. “If only now he recovers his eyes." “He says there's hope.” “It all depends upon her," she said. “Upon this woman?” “Upon this one woman.” “If she realized itâ€"” “She does," broke in Beatrice. “I made her realize it. I went to her and told her.” “You did that?” She raised her head in swift chal- lenge. “Even though P‘eter commanded me not toâ€"even though I knew he would neygr forgive me if he learned.” 7 r “You Qomen are so wonderful,” breathed Monte. “With Peter’s futureâ€"with his life at smkahat else could I do?" “And she, knowing that, refused to come to him?” “Fate brought us to her.” “Then,” exclaimed Monte, “what are you doin here?” She steppe and faced him. It was evident that he was sincere. “You menâ€"all men are so stupid at times!” she cried, with a little laugh. He shook his head slowly. “I’ll have to admit it." “Why, he’s with her now,” she laughed. “That’s why I stayed at home to-day.” Monte held his breath for a second, and then he said:â€" “You mean, the woman Peter loves ‘18â€":i_s Mag'jory _Stopktor_1?” “No other. I thought you must have guessed it from her.” “Why, no,” he admitted; “I didn’t." “Then you’ve had your eyes closed.” “That’sit,” he nodded; “I’ve had my eyes closed. Why, that expains a lot of things.” Impulsively the girl placed her hand on Monte’s arm. “As an old friend of hers, you’ll use your influence to help Peter?" “I’ll do what I can." “Then I’m so glad I told you." “Yjes,” ag-reed Monte. “I suppose it is just as well for me to know.” Paying Like a Man Everything considered. Monte should have been glad at the revela- tion Beatrice made to him. If Peter were in lov’e with Marjory and she with Peterâ€"why, it solved his own problem, by the simple process of eli- mination, neatly and with despatch. All that remained for him to do was to remove himself from the awkward triangle as soon as possible. He must leave Marjory free, and Peter would look after the rest. No doubt a divorce on the grounds of desertion could be easily arranged; and thus, by that one stroke, they two would be made happy. and heâ€"well, what the devil was to become of him? WI,» \ :‘c/re‘lleruyo L't’b'lduul new ( 4, ' I “I423 / ’” k ‘ l.â€" , -fi (Copyright) 9n CHAPTER XIX.â€"(Cont’d.) suppose CHAPTER XX that was the trouble,” to Peter," chance to I The answer was obvious. It did 1 not matter a picayune to any one what became of him.‘ What had he ever done to make his life worth while to any one? He had never done any {particular harm, that was true; but neither had he done any particular ‘good. It is the positive things that lcount, when a man stands before the judgmentâ€"seat; and that is where Monte stood on the night Marjory came back from Cannes by the side of Peter, with her eyes sparkling and her cheeks flushed as if she had come straight from Eden. Monte had a grandfather who in forty-nine crossed the plains. A pic- ture of him hung in the _Covington house in Philadelphia. The painting revealed steel-gray eyes and, even be- low the beard of respectability, a mouth that in many ways was like Peter’s. Montague Sears Covington â€"â€"that was his name; the name that had been handed down to Monte. The man had shouldered a rifle, fought his way across deserts and over moun- tain paths, had risked his life a dozen times a day to reach unknown E1 Dor- ado of the West. He had done this partly for a womanâ€"a slip of a girl in New York whom he left behind to wait for him, though she begged to go. That was Monte’s grandmother. Monte, in spite of his ancestry, had [jogged along, dodging the responsibil- Iitiesâ€"the res onsibilities that Peter {Noyes rush forward to meet. He had ducked even love, even father- lhood. Like any quitter on the grid- ‘iron, instead of tackling low and halt, {he had sidestepped. He had seen Chic ‘ in agony, and because of that had tak- len the next boat for Marseilles. He had turned tail and run. He had .seen' Teddy, and had run to what he thought was safe cover. If he paid 1the cost after that, whose the fault? ‘The least he could do now was to pay ,the cost like a man. He dodged Peter this evening to escape their usual after-dinner talk, and went to his room. He was there now, with his face white and tense. He had been densely stupid from the first, as Beatrice had informed him, Any man of the World ought to have suspected something when, at the first sight of Peter, she ran away. She had never run from him. Women run only when there is danger of capture, and she had nothing to fear from him in that way. She was safe with him. She dared even come with him to es- cape those from whom there might be some possible danger. Until now he had been rather proud of thisâ€"as if it were some honor. She had trusted him as she would not trust other men. It had made him throw back his shoul- ders-â€"dense fool that ho was! She trusted him because she did not fear him; she did not fear him be- cause there was nothing in him to fear. It was not that he was more decent than other men it was merely because he was less of a man. Why, she had run even from Peterâ€"good, honest, conscientious Peter, with the heart and soul and the nerve of a man. Peter had sent her scurrying before him because of the great love he dared to have for her. Peter challeng- ed her to take up life with himâ€" to buck New York with him. This was after he had waded in himself with naked fists, man-fashioned. That; was what gave Peter his right. That right was What she feared. Technically; he must desert her. He must make that supreme sacrifice. At the moment when he stood ready to challenge the world for herâ€"at the moment when his heart within him burned to face for her all the dangers from which he had runâ€"at that point he must relinquish even this privilege, and with smiling lips pose before the world and before her as a quitter. He must not even use the deserter’s pre- rogative of running. He must leave her cheerfully and jauntilyâ€"as the care-free ass known to her and to the world as just Monte. He had known her for over a de- cade. As a school-girl he had seen her at Chic’s, and now ten years later he saw that even then she had Within her all that she now had. That clear', white forehead had been there then; the black arched‘ brows, the thin, straight nose, and the mobile lips. He caught his breath as he thought of those lips. Her eyes, tooâ€"but no, a change had taken place there. He had always thought of her eyes as coldâ€"as impenetrable. They were not that now. . Once or twice he thought he had seen into them a little way. Once or twice he thou ht he had glimpsed gentle, flutterin gures in them. Once or twice they ad been like windows in a long-closed house, suddenly flung open upon warm rooms filled with flowers. It made him dizzy now to remember those moments. He paCed his room. In another week or two, if he had kept on.â€"if Peter had not come,â€"â€"he might have been admitted farther _‘ to that house. He squared his shoul ers. If he fought for ms own man, he ch might have win. In war, fav b1. m‘life, with a It as every one side war. fa allen‘g‘ed a fighti) 7ht ? II fighting chance. W ? In New York, New York, that “ fi latâ€"the best I} . avors might be a th a man’s own at one for himself. himself would agree to that. He was not one to ask favors. A fair fight was all he demanded. Then let it be a clean, fair fight with bare knuckles to a finish. Let him show himself to Marjory as the grandson of the man who gave him his name; let him? press his Vclaims. He was ready now to face the world with her. He was eager to do that. Neither heights nor depths held any terrors for him. He envied Chicâ€" he envied even poor mad Hamilton. If he could only be given another chance to do something for Marjoryâ€" something that would bite into him, something that would twist his body and maul him! If he could not face some serious physicalhdahger for her, then some great sacrificeâ€" Which was precisely ’the opportun~ ity npw offered. He had been considâ€" ering this sacrifice from his own per- sonal point of view. He had looked upon it as merely a personal punish- ment. But, after all it was for her. alone. Peter played no part in it whatever. Neither did he himself. It was f0r herâ€"for her! It is the duty and privilege of the iprovinces to enforce federal laws and the Orders of the Canada Food Board have the effect of federal law, being {passed upon authority of Orders is- i sued by the Privy Council and publish- ‘ed in the Canada Gazette. It, there- lfore, becomes the duty of police of- lficers throughout the Dominion to acquaint themselves With these re- gulations regarding our food supply and to see to it that they are obeyed. At this stage of the world’s food situa- tion, when 4,750,000 people in Europe have sarved to death as compared to 4,250,000 soldiers who have died as the direct result of battle, it is beyond cavil or dispute that these food reâ€" } gulations are absolutely necessary. In- deed many people in communication with friends in England or in France ithink our Canadian regulations mild .in view of what people on the other side are undergoing. Patriotism as ‘ well as duty should inspire submission to these restrictions by the public and vigilant enforcement of them by the officers of the law. , Monte set his jaws. If, through Peter, he could bring her happiness. then that was all the reward he could ask. Here was a man who loved her, who would be good to her and fight hard for her. He was just the sort of man he could trust her to. A knock at his door made him turn on his heels. “Whols that?" he dema ded. “It's Iâ€"Noyes," came he answer. “Have you gone to bed yet?" Enforcement of the Canada Food Board’s regulations as to food con- servation has been placed in the hands of the police machinery of the municiâ€" palities and of the different Provinces throughout the Dominion. ' In cases of convictions secured by the municipal police officers, it should be noted thart where these convictions result in the imposition of fines, the money from these fines is to be paid to the municipal treasuries, and similar- ly in the cases where Provincial of- ficers secure convictions. The Canada Food Board has circularized these Orders in official form throughout the police machinery of the various provâ€" inces, beginning with the Attorneysâ€" General and continuing through the lists of Crown Attorneys and Crown Prosecutors. In some provinces the Chief Constables have also received copies of the various Orders affecting the public. As a result, throughout Canada of recent weeks, 'there has been a crop of convictions. In all cases the Magistrates have stood firmly behind the regulations and im- posed the penalties as provided. These run from $100, to $1000 in fines or im- prisonment up to three months or both. Restaurant keepers, who have served meat on prohibited dz ys and hours, served sugar on the tables or wasted food, have been brought to task and the wide spread publicity this has entailed will do a great deal more I 5llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll1 illllllflllIIIIlllllllilllllllllilllIlllllllllllllE Food Control Comer The Walker H01 there was just one WALKER HOUSE In towns along my route, Then “drumming” would be joyous, And I wouldn’t give a hoot For all the inconveni- ence of The trains that poke so slow, If there was just one WALKER HOUSE In every town I go. I’d hustle like the dickens, And take orders by the ton. Sa , trav’llng then would be ust one big round of solid furn I wouldn’t mind the rain or sleet, Or mud, or frost or snow, If there Was just one WALKER v.2... The House of Plenty that?" he dema ded. â€"Noyes," came he answer 11 gone to bed yet?” (To be continued.) t an 00., Proprietors 'oronto 158 The Anti-Loafing Law, also bearing upon our war-time food production, has likewise been enforced. Magis- trates have seized the opportunity of ;dealing with loafers, tramps and \“sports” by putting them to work on lthe farms. “Non-essential” industries lhave been interpreted by some Magis- i trates into more or less definite groups and men who had no better excuse than employment in said questionable ‘industries have been ordered to get .into more useful occupations. In 1Winnipeg a great change has been observed in the streets since this law went into effect. The idlers and loafers have disappeared. ‘Cattle and Foodstufl’s Taken; Women Often Slain. An Italian motor driver named Frisi, who was captured by the Aus- trians during the great retrgat last November and who just escaped from captivity, reported that all the cattle and foodstufl’s in the invaded pro- vinces have been systematically re- quisitioned by the military authoriâ€" ties, who for this purpose utilized the motor trucks captured from the Ital- ians, says a despatch from Rome. Italian drivers were compelled to act as interpreters as well. to assure conservation of food in pub- lic eating places than anything else. Frisi said that a squad of Bosnian soldiers took him to Vittorio Veneto, where they requisitioned everything of value besides foodstufl‘s. Two girls refused to give up a small pig and begged the Austrlan soldiers to let them keep it. At their suggestion Frisi pleaded hard with the Austrians, who took the pig and silenced the two girls, who were loudly weeping, by shooting both dead at close range. 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