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Chapter NumberIV
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Full Date1913-07-21
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Word Count1656
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Newspaper TitleThe Daily News (Perth, WA : 1882 - 1950)
Trove TitleMoney Or Wife ?
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Money or Wife ?

— ; — &^~^, CHAPTER IV.— (Continued.)

Mr. Tenderten, alighting: from a tax), saw him in tho distance, and was quickly enlightened ? toy tho man's look that something new had developed,

?In&We he was given tha information !by h's clerk that Mv. Bryant' had 'been waiting nearly an hour. '.Wouldn't como in, sir; seema up set about something. He Is waiting1 for Mr. Ploydell.' « 'All right,' said Mr. Teiidcrtcn. Ho felt quits excited, and only re gretted that he had not forced his partnor to take on the lie t lie had offered.' Mr. P3eyde.ll walked sedately to ^ tils office, and just aa ho reached the en trance iia was accosted toy a wtld looklns inau, -whom at first he hardly recognised. 'You Have broken your word to me,' said Bryant, 'you have done a dread ful thing!' ' ;.-?? Instantly the lawyer grasped that he had to deal with a man who was hardly sane. , '.» '.\ ' ?' '?' ?? 'Como iijfiltle,' hf- «ald, 'We can't discuss . business -here,. Mr. Bryant.*' The office was on the first floor, Mr. Pleydoli notified that Julian staggered and. had to hold on to tho stair railing HKe a man who was not »ur© of him1-, aelt', or ,hi» own -fitrcriBth, When tics was In his offlco Mr. Ploydell iputshel forward a big chair and the young man loll into It with a groun. ','Oht my head!' -ho! said, .'the pain —tho pain is torture.'

In fact ho was trembllnsr llk«'aman with ague. 'Yon are not fit to ibe out,' said Mr. Pleydolt. 'You are very 111.' 'I have teen , walking the streets all nlffht,' Julliin Bryant answered, «pouk Ing hoarsoly. 'My wife haa gone gone^-- Oh, God! what shall I do?' '6omo, como,' said Mr. Pleydell, «o lng'forwara and putting hia hand ?kindly on Julian's shoulder. ?'Pull. your-, wolf together, Bryant. Tell me what haw- happened,' 'Enid has left me,' the young man answered. 'Somehow— somehow sh« ?has 'got to know, of ihis cursed 'busi ness, anfl that is why she has gone.' 'She 'has hoard nothing from here, Mr! Bryant,' the other said' quietly. 'Your instructions have been obeyed to the letter.' . . Sitting 'forward with his aching ihead supported with Ws two shaking hand's, Julian ?salu' doggedly: 'Well, then, she has got to lenow of it some other way. But that 'doesn't matter now, all that matters Is— she has gone and it is going to kin .me, Pleydell; that'B what It's going to do.' 'Let's talk this out, Mr. Bryant, possibly there may foe some mistake. Tell mo -everything.' ? * Julian sat 'back in the chair, and fGr tin instant he could not speak. Bis 'brows were contracted, with pain. In that 'broken, Indistinct voice -he said: 'You 'know 1 have been working at a garage lately, learning to drive a -:ar. Yesterday 1 got my first trial. 1 had to go into the country, and I didn't get iback till quite late. I was clogged tired when I got to my rooms. Enid wasn't there— I can't tell you what 1 'felt like when 1 realised that. I couldn't fln,d my wife anywhere. I roused the ipeople In the house, and they told me she had gone away early

in tho afternoon, and that. she had left a letter for mo. Hero it is.' Tho lawyer, took the letter from his trembling, outstrotchod hand. 'Dearest husband,' Enid had writ ten. 'I want- you to forglvo mo; tout 1 have irown tlrod of this life, so tired of 'being a useless weight, on your Bhouldors. You say you will not let meVlwork, and. that you alono must sup port us; well, 1 don't agree with you, and so I am going to take -up my share -of the burden. I am going to work for .myself. 'To live on as we are ltvlriffnow, don't you fed as l do, that the swttetness and tho beauty of every thrag Is lost? , I shall always love you, but I must work, and if ycju are wise you will tin try to 'bring me /back again, at least not until things arc better for tooth of xts.' After 'her stgnatura there were a few tnoro words — 'Don't, fret about,, I can take care of rayscftf, and I will write1 to you when' I have good news.' , »&lw must bo found!' aald Julian Bryw^. '«he must too found!' , ? ilr. Ploydell foldod up the letter a.fa'1 put It on tho 'table. ? .' ' ? 'It is evident that your wife knows riothhag,' lio said. . But Julian fihaok h!s head. - 'Bho'a never 'have left mo,' he saiii. Then lie stretched out (both tils hands to tho. lawyer,. . ? . ; 'Pleydell,' he said, yhelp' mo to find 'her. I have got nobody' else to whom I can go, .and If U costs money nil -work hiy 'lingers to the- bone tj give H 4)ack to you, I'vo got my chance Ht ltust; they've taken me on as a regular driver.' '1 iwlll do all I can,' said Mr. Pley doli. 'It won't 'be difficult. I am sure ?wri Bhall '.'have somo news of her be foro another day has gone, From what you have told n^e yourself, your wife has no friends. She cannot therefore have 'been .helped 'by anybody else, and .people do not disappear bo easily, you toow, Mr.1 Bryant. uS^v, won't you 'promise me to go home and take care Of yourself ?' ? Mr. ? Tenderten came into tho office at that moment and looked inquiringly at J?1b ?partner. l'»Mr. Bryant is ill/' Mr. Ploydell ex plained, 'lie has had . a great shock. I am persuading him to go home.' 'What sort of shock?' asked 'Mr. Tenderten. . J For. answer Mr. Pleydell picked up Enid's letter /ind gave it to his part .n'er. Mr. 'Tenderten read It through and then put It down with a slight smile. 'Woli this leaves- the way clear, any how,' ho, said. 'This fulfils tho 'con ditions required 'by the testator.' The man 'in the chair opened his eyes and looked fiercely at the speaker. ? his feet with dim oulty. ' ' . ' 'I won't touch the money,' he said thickly, passionately. 'Do you hear mo? iwonHtouch^he money I That's my last word. .1 had to give At to you e.ooher* or ituter, . and now you've got itr ;'-v..-_: ?-, '???;?:? :'' ,. Just 'for an' instant he looked Into Mr. Pleydell's eyeB.: ', , ' ?? 'I trust you,' Jhe said. 'You are going 'to'.fln'd her;, you swear It.' ' 'Your wife shall^bo'.found, Mr. Bry ant,11 the elder lawyer answered; him quietly,1 .,-? ^.. ??.?': ' ;, ?:;' Julian Bryant closed his, eyts ' anl stood ewaylng ?uncertainly on his feet for a moment, then he moved /like' ,a drunken man to. the door. , : 'Don't ,'come 'with me,'1 he said to Tenderten. 'I can set along alone.'

But as he spoke -he caught the door and his eyes closed again, and then suddenly he let go his hold, swayed to ami fro helplessly for an Instant, and then slipped rather than fell to the' floor. ' ? ': '..?'. ' . ? ,:: , Mr. Pleydell- was quite agitated. . 'We imust fftnd for a doctor,' he said. 'Poor .fellow! I knew .he was not tit to be' out.' . -.'? Ho knelt down and' tried 'to lift Julian, but Mr. Tonderten. advised him to leave th6 man where ho was. ' 'We must^got him home,' said .Mr. Ploydell. t-, ' 'What will he do when he .g^ta Kome?' asked tho other, man. 'There [% no one to take caro of 'him. The thing's gone dead out of his hands.

You can see that, can't you? Whether this is straightforward, or whether they tire aetin'fe in collusion, the fact remains that tho conditions arc ful filled. This money belongs to Bryant now,' ?'--.*?'. ' ? 'I don't think we must go so far as that, Tenderten,' said 'Mr. Pleydell 'Mr. Bryant was .most emphatfe. You ?heard him yourself. PoBsiblythls ill ntiss may ''permit us to give him a lit-.' tlo longer time, btit we .'must not act without him.' ' '? ? . . ???' Mr. Tenderten shrugged his shoul ders, 'then went into the next room and tilled a clerk'; Ho, sent^him for the-, nearest doctor, and when the medical man arrived' It was Mr. Tenderten who Interviewed .him. As far as the doctor could. (Uagno'se the case, he pro nounced 1t a form of influenza, acce lerated 'by emotion and fatigue and lack of food. He prescribed conditions which .would have been practically im possible In the little place where Julian Bryant had been living. Mr. Tenderten very gladly took upon himself all the 'burden of arranging to conduct tho sick maxi'to a nursing' home. -? ' ?. 'Mr. Bryan* is a very valuable client of ours,' .he cald.' 'He lias come un expectedly into a large fortune, and the whole thing has been too much for him.' ' \ ' . Mr. Pleydell held himself aloof from the. arrangements which Ills partner ma-3e, and the younger man was per fectly well aware that his action was not by any means approved of by the other man. This, however, did not troublo Mr. Tenderten. He was es sentially practical. 'He 'will be the first to tliank me one of these days,' he said to himself after ho had seen 'Mr. Bryant comfortably housed in a large, airy ' room with everything necessary for his comfort surrounding him. 'Wo will be responsible for all ex pense,' he Ij&d said to the doctor; and ,he went ba'ck to the office very well satisfied with the morning's work,