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"You're beginning to understand he likes her pretty much, eh?" asked the man rudely.
Molly wouldn't admit this, but she replied simply:
"I don't want her around. That's all! As long as she's in Bellaire, the Kings'll always have her here with her fiddle."
"Some fiddle," monotoned Jordan.
"It's the violin that attracts Theodore," hesitated Molly.
"And her blue eyes," interrupted Jordan, smiling widely.
"Her talent, you mean," corrected Molly.
"And her curls," laughed Morse. "I swear if she wasn't a relation of mine I'd marry the kid myself. She's a beauty!... She's got you skinned to death."
"You needn't be insulting, Jordan," admonished Molly, flushing.
"It's the truth, though. That's where the rub comes. You can't wool me, Molly. If she were hideous, you wouldn't worry at all.... Why, I know seven or eight girls right here in Bellaire who'd give their eye teeth and wear store ones to get Theodore to look at 'em crosseyed....
Lord, what fools women are!"
Molly left him angrily, and Morse, shrugging his shoulders, strolled on through the trees. Not far from the house he met Theodore, and they wandered on together, smoking in silence. Morse suddenly developed an idea. Why shouldn't he sound King about Jinnie? Accordingly, he began with:
"That's a wonderful girl, Grandoken's niece."
This topic was one Theodore loved to speak of, to dream so, so he said impetuously:
"She is indeed. I only wish I could get her away from Paradise Road."
Morse turned curious eyes on his friend.
"Why?"
"Well, I don't think it's any place for an impressionable young girl like her."
"She's living with Jews, too, isn't she?"
"Yes, but good people," Theodore replied. "I want her to go away to school. I'd be willing to pay her expenses----"
Morse flung around upon him.
"Send her away to school? You?"
"Yes. Why not? Wouldn't it be a good piece of charity work? She's the most talented girl I ever saw."
"And the prettiest," Jordan cut in.
"By far the prettiest," answered King without hesitation.
His voice was full of feeling, and Jordan Morse needed no more to tell him plainly that Theodore loved Jinnie Grandoken. A sudden chill clutched at his heart. If King ever took Jinnie under his protection, his own plans would count for nothing. He went home that night disgusted with himself for having stayed away from his home country so long, angry that Molly had not told him about the baby, and more than angry with Theodore King.
CHAPTER XXV
WHEN THEODORE FORGOT
For the next few days Jordan Morse turned over in his mind numerous plans to remove Jinnie from Grandoken's home, but none seemed feasible. As long as Lafe knew his past and stood like a rock beside the girl, as long as Theodore King was interested in her, he himself was powerless to do anything. How to get both the cobbler and his niece out of the way was a problem which continually worried him.
He mentioned his anxiety to Molly, asking her if by any means she could help him.
"I did tell her I'd write to you," said Molly.
Morse's face fell.
"She's a stubborn little piece," he declared presently. "Theo's in love with her all right."
"You don't really mean that!" stammered Molly, her heart thumping.
"Perhaps not very seriously, but such deep interest as his must come from something more than just the girl's talent. He spoke about sending her away to school."
"He shan't," cried Molly, infuriated.
Morse's rehearsal of Theodore's suggestion was like goads in her soul.
"If she'd go," went on the man, "nothing you or I could do would stop him. The only way----"
Molly whirled upon him abruptly.
"I'll help you, Jordan, I will.... Anything, any way to keep him from her."
They were both startled and confused when Theodore came upon them suddenly with his swinging stride, but before Morse went home, he whispered to Molly:
"I've thought of something--tell you to-morrow."
That night Molly scarcely slept. The vision of a black-haired girl in the arms of Theodore King haunted her through her restless dreams, and the agony was so intense that before the dawn broke over the hill she made up her mind to help her husband, even to the point of putting Jinnie out of existence.
That morning Morse approached her with this command:
"You try to get Jinnie to go with you to Mottville. You wouldn't have to stay but a day or so. There your responsibilities would end....
I'll be there at the same time.... Will you do it, Molly?"
"Yes," said Molly, and her heart began to sing and her eyes to shine.
Her manner to Jordan as he left was more cordial than since his return from Europe.
At noon time, when Theodore King saw her walking, sweetly cool, under the trees, he joined her. Molly had donned the dress he had complimented most, and as he approached her, she lifted a shy gaze to his.
"You couldn't take me to-morrow, you're sure?" she begged, her voice low, deep and appealingly resonant.