G. B. HOWARD

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T. R. GILBERT

Manager of the Bank of Montreal's main office in Halifax and npdlntetndont oif the Maritime district since 1989, Goldiwin B. How- ud he; been named manager of the bank's main branch in Hamilton. , l0 will be succeed '1 by Thomas R. Gilbert, who has been Ln chem! 0! the bank's St. Henri branch in Montrwl for the past seven years. l Both Maritimers by birth, Nlr. Howard and Mr. Gilbert; began ‘ ' ' their banking careers in Saint John, N. B. Mr. Howard has seen serv- ice in Etestem Canada and Ontario and was for ten years joint mon- qger of the bank's Mexico City office. Md been manager of the Yonge and Queen Strccts office in Toronto. ; During the mar years, Mr. Howard was treasurer of the Halifax " Wllngs Club and served on the cotmclls of the Board of ‘Trade and ' the Community Chest. in‘ Halifax.

Mr. Gilbert, a descendant od the Empire loyalist, Colonel ‘Ilho- mla Gilbert, who settled in New Brunswick in 1790, has served f bank in Eastern Canada and the Prairie Provinces. some time in New York and Mexico City and. before taking over the Bl. Henri branch, he “'21s assistant superintendent of the Montreal

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CHAPTER XII

"Pretty," he said, in his child's voice. '

There was no fear there. The brightness of the ﬂower could not. have made him forget his terror if this man had been the murderer of Austin Hart. He could not have approached, much less touched, the author of his long fears- Charles was free of the very suggestion; but that dumb evidence was use- less in a police court unless sup- ported by other wltnesses. It wall good to have that last llngerng doubt settled and laid to rest for ever from their minds; but. for all that, they had far to B0.

MYSTERY OF GREY ROSES

“Yes," said Charles, looking down at hi-s lapel with a wry smile, "it is pretty, itn't it? But lt's fad- lng rather. I've got something here you'd like better titan that." He turned abruptly. and went and lucked a sheaf of roses from I J8!‘ ln the comer of the ccll. Th0 gesture with which he dragged them fro-m the watt-r was almost savage. certainly without reqiect. of their beauty. He brought them, and thrust them into Hughle‘: hand. "There. you can have them if you like. They're lovely, aren't. they? I don't want them-take them away with you."

Jane's steady stare drew his eyes. He said sharply: “What's the matter? Did you wont, them?" She shook her head. The roses had not yet changed hands. Char- les stood holding them out before him in a distasteful way. but frowning sci blackly that Huﬂrlue, though his eye-s shone with dcsire, hesitated to lake the flowcrs from him. _ “Did -slie—did Mrs. Hart bring them?" asked Jane.

“Mrs, Hart sent them —b_v the gardeners boy. Did you think she would really come near me lier- self?"

“And you promptly give them lway?"

"I don't want: her gestures o-f pity. Why should I? She should come in person if she has any- thing to say, and keep herself and her possessions where they belong if she hasn't. Here you are, ll-lughle. Take them away and put

them in water and they'll last for ever so many days.”

Jane shrugged her shoulders. VII one’: brother chose to become bit- ter because Mrs. Hart was human enough to wonder if he had kPllPd her husband, there was nothing

But her eyes were miserable. for she was in the unhatmv position of feeling sympathy with both of them, and the mere fact that Thea had been moved to the foolish and impractical gesture of sending roses made Jane's heart warm to her. If she did not believe in Char- les's irmocenc" at least she “tad a soft spot for hlm.

It hurt Jane that he should hand on Theirs gifts so spitefully to a stranger. She turned away, her lip trembling.

Hughie took the bunch of roses t-n his two hands, and bent, his face In them eagerly, turning them as one turns a jewel to capture every facet of a changeable beauty And at the first turn he came UDOH three -large Thea Vanhomrighs, half-open blossoms carefully chos- en to last for as long as possible. He gave a sort of small animal gasp ln his throat, and drew his hands from the flowers as lf they burnt his ﬂesh.

The iroses fell and scattered upon the floor, and Hughi-c shranlc n- gainst Jim's side. Jane, turning. saw what had happened, and seized Jim's arm in an access of excite- ment.

"What on earth" said Charles, blsnkly staring. “What's the mat- ter with the child? I thought he liked them. They don't bite, Hugliie. Take ‘em away, now, like a sensible boy. You're fond of roses, aren't you?"

Hughie shook his head, retreat- ed upon Jlm, clinging to whimpering:

“Don't want them." he said, pain- fully, panting. "Don't like those _. don‘t 1ike~take them sway! All bad -— Hughle's frightened-J He began to sob, but his eyes were dry and wide.

Jane came to him and put her lrms round him; She was tremb- ling with excitement as acutely as he with distress, and if she shed no tears, Jane's eyes were not dry. "It's all right,” she said coax- lngly. "They're pretty, Hughle. Look, these grey ones- ace how lovely! You know them, don't you? There's nothing wrong with them. They can't hurt you, Hughle. You've seen them before, you know -ln Mr. Hart's garden. You've “an them many a time." - Charles stood staring in a dull, bewildered way for a montmt. Then he stooped slowly, and gath- Qred up the roles. and stood ss- lembllng them in his hand. He asked dublounly: "What's the mat- ter with them? I dmft see—" ~But Hughle clung and shlvered and shrank into himself before their eyes, hls teeth clenched ln a frlghtenmg way against the in. voluntary admission of things he wanted only to forget. When Jane persisted, tears starting ln her eye: from the sheer effort, at re- straint. he began to weep distress- fully, Jlm put hls hand upon her shoulder and drew her gently a- side.

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"I'm sorry." said Jane, taking l "S?" 00'" "Don herself. She turned to Hughie, who had wept himself into a state of amorphous deypalr. "All right, Hughle, we'll take you home. Never mind the roses, then, let's leave them here, shall we? We'll get you some nlccr ones somewhere else. Come along, let's go, shall we?" _ She took his himd and drew It. lnto her arm. He did not shrink from hcr; it seemed that his dis- trust aind fear was not of her, though her influence was not strong enough to wheedle confl- dences out. of hlm. He went with her doclle-ly.

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