The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1873-02-26
ARREy1LLE S. c. WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 26 1873
ri am. very glad to see you again
alive and we'll" ha said. -,

"I am very glad to see you again
alive and weH,' ha said. =,
The words were not very much
but the tone was a good deal. ant
touched Hugh by its evident SINGER
ity. He. came forward and wrunE
! the extended hand with an almos
painful force.
'sDo you think I don't know. tina
lowe tito your" he said. 81 nev
er thought to owe any thlng-aa
least anything more-to one o
your name, Mr.. Tyrrell, but de
spite my will, you have made M
your debtor for my life
This did not sound like very
gracious acknowledgment, bu
perhaps Roland Tyrrell understood
it. At least he smiled slightly. j,
'sDon't let the obligation weigh
upon you," he said. 'Look upor
it not as a debt incurred, but a.
a deMpaM. I hope I should have
done the same for anybody, but
was especially glad to do it foryo
We got you outjust in time," ht
went on, 'and now pray tell MI
how they got me out, and what i i
the matter with my head? 1
surges like a rolling sea whenever
l move"
Hugh having satisfied his curios
ity on these points, and told hin
much that he himself only knew
from the report of others, Tyrrel
next inquired where he was.
1T can't be-" he said, remember
ing the sound of Margaret's voice
"that I am in your house"
"My sister thought it only fan
that she should return your hospi
tality," Hugh said, thinking te
turn off the matter with a jest
"seriously, you did not think that
we were going,to send you a hos
pital or a clearinghouse when you
had just risked-yes, and by Jove
came within an inch of lozing-
your life to save mine" he added
a little Indignantly.
"I-upon my honor, l never
thought of it at all" Tyrrell an.
swered. "My head -confound it
had not been in much of con
dition for thinking. But it is very
good, very kind Of you to have me
here,'' - l. - !
"If it had not been for you, I should
not be here" said Hugh. bluntly. 81
generally try to pay my debts-after
q q fashion, at least. Oh, I had quite
forgotten" as knock at the door
was followed by the entrance of a
small servant and a, breakfast,tray
Margaret wants to know if you will
be we'll enough to come down after
you have had your breakfast. There's
q couch in the parlor where you can
be comfortable, and you'll find it dull
up here, for I must 60 over to the
mines" ' Z.
"Of course I will come down." said
Tyrrelf. "Whar is the matter with
rae? I am rot sick"
"A man can't lnhale mephitic air
with impunity," Hugh answered. 1T
will be several days before you are all
right again. I bad a turn with it
once, but not like this. g. '...''
Mr.. Tyrrell found, indeed, that a
man could not inhale mephitic air
with impunity when he attempted to
dress at a later hour of the morning,
and, at still later period, TO make
his way downstairs, tempted beyond
all prudence by the thought of that
couch in the Iarlor where Margaret
awaited him.
AS be descended slowly, clutching
nervously at thh balustrade, and feel
ing so absurd that he hoped devoutly
no servant was in ambush to spy upon
his erratlc' motions, a door below
opened, and Miss Churchill herself
stepped into the hall. 1-. 3. 81.
lis that you, Mr.. Tyrrell?' she
said, turning her bright face upward.
ooh, how thoughtless am to forget
how faint and sick you must feel T.
She ran up to meet him, and insisted
on his leaning on. her. -.. "
II sbould have kept Hugh for this
SERVICE" she said, laughing. "He
would have made an excellent sup
port, but I serve as crutch. am a
good height for q crutch, am ! not?'
You are good for everything" he
said, gratefully. "How kind it was OF
you to bring me herep'
"Why, where else should you have
gone ?" she asked. CATER all you
have suffered for Hugh, is it not very
little to bring you here and nurse you
wella" ...
81 hope I shall not need any nurs'
ing" s.-1 -.
"You see l have made elaborate
preparations, at least" p
She led him into the parlor as she
spoke-that same parlor which he
had entered once before in the dusk
of the gloaming-apd where a broad
low couch was wheeled before the
fire, with cushions piled on it, anc
books and papers near.
off you want to read an authentic
account of your heroism, there is tht
mornings POST" she said, with
smile, az (rather against his wild sht
made him lie down "Or shall l reat
it to you? Hugh says l read very
we'll and 1 was taught early to mipt