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Updated: July 17, 2025
"Well, since we know how your brother is, I think we'll be going, Cora," said Bess, and she and her sister took their departure, followed by Paul and Ed. "I wonder why Lem Gildy did that?" asked Cora of herself as she went to her room that night. "Who is urging him on? Did he want to injure Jack, as well as make trouble for Paul?
Jack and Lem did not talk much on the way back. Lem Gildy was not an accomplished conversationalist, and Jack was too anxious to find the wallet to care for the distraction of talk. Several times he thought he saw the pocketbook, but each time it was a flat stone or a clod of dirt that misled him. They reached Chelton, and Lem asked to be set down in a secluded street.
She retreated, and this brought her into view of Cora. It was Ida Giles! Cora leaned forward to catch a glimpse of the man. She was startled to see that he was that good-for-nothing Lem Gildy. "Come on," growled Lem, "fork over some cash." "I haven't any. Oh, please, Lem, let me pass!" He took another step toward her with outstretched hands, and Ids shrank back. She screamed, but Lem only sneered.
"Coca, you can help me, and I will soon ask you to do so," said Ida almost in a whisper; "but now I cannot tell you now," and she hurried out of the car. Ida Giles had always been unpopular, and the kindness shown her by Cora Kimball, following opt the timely rescue of her from Lem Gildy, came to the unhappy girl like a revelation.
As Walter started Cora's machine off again, they saw a man coming out of the smithy. He helped Sid push the car in, and then stood talking with him in a friendly sort of fashion. The man's clothing was unkempt, and his general appearance anything but prepossessing. "Who's that?" asked Cora. "Him, you mean?" inquired Walter. "Oh, that's Lem Gildy. Or just plain Lem, if you like that better."
"I wonder if you'll tell your brother?" he mused, "If you do there may be a row over my kidnaping you. But I couldn't help it. No, I don't think you will tell Jack. You don't want to see us quarrel." He added the last word below his breath, and there was a mean smile on his face. As he turned to continue his walk he met a man coming in the opposite direction. "Lem Gildy!
"Hello, Lem!" called Jack pleasantly. "Hello," was the rather surly answer, and Lem shot a suspicious glance at Jack. It was not often that the young and wealthy Jack Kimball condescended to speak to Lem Gildy, and Lem realized it. "Want a ride?" went on Jack, trying to make his voice sound natural. "Don't look as if you was goin' my way," replied Lem with a grin.
"That's Lem Gildy." "The man we saw talking to Sid when he ran his auto into the blacksmith shop?" asked Cora. Walter nodded. "Humph!" mused Jack. "I don't exactly fancy telling Lem Gildy about a pocketbook containing twenty thousand dollars lying alongside the road. He might not admit that he saw it if he happened to spy it while with me, and later on he might come back and pick it up."
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