From the Housetops   By: George Barr McCutcheon (1866-1928)

BY GEORGE BARR McCUTCHEON

Author of "Ghaustark," "The Hollow of Her Hand," "The Prince of Graustark," etc.

With Illustrations by F. GRAHAM COOTES

Copyright, 1916 By DODD, MEAD AND COMPANY, INC. All rights reserved Made in U.S.A.

[Illustration: "Stop!" he cried eagerly. "Would you give up everything everything, mind you, if I were to ask you to do so?"]

Contents ========

CHAPTER I 1 CHAPTER II 9 CHAPTER III 16 CHAPTER IV 27 CHAPTER V 39 CHAPTER VI 57 CHAPTER VII 76 CHAPTER VIII 90 CHAPTER IX 101 CHAPTER X 120 CHAPTER XI 137 CHAPTER XII 155 CHAPTER XIII 169 CHAPTER XIV 185 CHAPTER XV 197 CHAPTER XVI 213 CHAPTER XVII 230 CHAPTER XVIII 247 CHAPTER XIX 260 CHAPTER XX 273 CHAPTER XXI 292 CHAPTER XXII 310 CHAPTER XXIII 329 CHAPTER XXIV 345 CHAPTER XXV 359 CHAPTER XXVI 376 CHAPTER XXVII 391 CHAPTER XXVIII 405 CHAPTER XXIX 421 CHAPTER XXX 431

FROM THE HOUSETOPS

CHAPTER I

Mr. Templeton Thorpe was soon to be married for the second time. Back in 1860 he married a girl of twenty two, and now in the year 1912 he was taking unto himself another girl of twenty two. In the interim he had achieved a grandson whose years were twenty nine. In his seventy seventh year he was worth a great many millions of dollars, and for that and no other reason perhaps, one of the newspapers, in commenting on the approaching nuptials, declared that nobody could now deny that he was a philanthropist.

"I daresay you are right, Mrs. Tresslyn," said old Templeton Thorpe's grandson, bitterly. "He hasn't many more years to live."

The woman in the chair started, her eyes narrowing. The flush deepened in her cheeks. It had been faint before and steady, but now it was ominous.

"I fear you are again putting words into my mouth," she said coldly. "Have I made any such statement?"

"I did not say that you had, Mrs. Tresslyn," said the young man. "I merely observed that you were right. It isn't necessary to put the perfectly obvious into words. He is a very old man, so you are right in believing that he hasn't many years left to live. Nearly four times the age of Anne, that's how old he is, and time flies very swiftly for him."

"I must again remind you that you are in danger of becoming offensive, Braden. Be good enough to remember that this interview is not of my choosing. I consented to receive you in "

"You knew it was inevitable this interview, as you call it. You knew I would come here to denounce this damnable transaction. I have nothing to apologise for, Mrs. Tresslyn. This is not the time for apologies. You may order me to leave your house, but I don't believe you will find any satisfaction in doing so. You would still know that I have a right to protest against this unspeakable marriage, even though it should mean nothing more to me than the desire to protect a senile old man against the "