Tynan's name. Presently
she appeared. Crozier beckoned her into the room. When she entered, he
closed the door behind her.
"Mrs. Tynan," he said, "this fellow found your daughter's handkerchief on
my table, and he has said regarding it, 'Rather dangerous that, in the
bedroom of a family man.' What would you like me to do with him?"
Mrs. Tynan walked up to Burlingame with the look of a woman of the
Commune and said: "If I had a son I would disown him if he didn't mangle
you till your wife would never know you again, you loathesome thing.
There isn't a man or woman in Askatoon who'd believe your sickening
slanders, for every one knows what you are. How dare you enter this
house? If the men of Askatoon had any manhood in them they would tar-
and-feather you. My girl is as good as any girl that ever lived, and
you know it. Now go out of here--now!"
Crozier intervened quietly. "Mrs. Tynan, I asked him in here because it
is my room. I have some business with him. When it is over, then he
shall go, and we will fumigate the place. As for the tar-and-feathers,
you might leave that to me. I think I can arrange it.
"I'll turn the hose on him as he goes out, if you don't mind," the irate
mother exclaimed as she left the room.
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