Knoxville journal. [volume] (Knoxville, Iowa) 1874-1986, 1876-05-04

objected to stealing away at daybreak
However, had my own way with him,
| as usually dol like it-and we set oul
next morning bright and early, though
rot at daybreak, by any means We were
to take the cars at Fabyan's, six miles On,
and while we breakfasted the coach
waited ut the door. Dill slipped her coffee
In concern OF mind, with one eye fixed on
the dining room entrance: but we LEFT
without encountering Mr.. keene. She
was restless as witch llthat morning.
OF course know that you know I'm
dodging John Keene, Polly" said she,
after our musical dinner, as we strolled
| about the Twin Mountain House grounds
Il interpreted your friendly pinch last
night, If Joe didn't poor martyr! Don1
black-and blue him any more on my &C.
count, i beg. 49,
Well, II you insist, | won't. But
Dill, why wouldn't you have con.
fidential talk with Mr.. keenes Joe
says" @
Dill gave the chained bear a sudden
punch with the point of her parasol, stir.
ring up the growl within him. | sprang
back in alright
Well, phat does Joe says" asked she,
PSsNl'hiys oPPSaSihN oiaiH Win a luhAl Il
OF maple-sugar.
You needn't resent it so, Dill: he only
said, if there had been misunderstand-
ing, he thought you might have let MI
keene explain il III he could. You knew
well enough that he came back TO Craw-
ford's expressly 10 see you"
Suppose there is no misunderstood
ings suppose | understand him too we'll
already ~ retorted she, fiercely. " Polly,
don't you say one word!'
But why can't you be amiable, Dill,
and make up You're in love with him
this minute"
Polly Garcelon, Pm mott won't be!
knew! We can no more come together
than the eyes in this bears head"
Mr. keenc doesn't look at all like a
reprobate," ~
Don't you ever mention his name TO
me again, Polly, and I'll tell you the
whole truth and have done with il. John
keene is"
"Seen the croquet ground ?" asked Joe,
sauntering along at that critical juncture.
And if ever sighed for divorce, I'm
free 10 confess ii was then, for of COURSE
his coming sealed Dill's lips.
and wondered all the way back 10 Fab
vans, where we were to take the stage for
the mountain railroad. Whatever else he
might be he certainly was ubiquitous,
decided, when, having arrived at the hotel,
| saw him scanning us from the piazza,
Dill was settling herself in the only vacant
inside seat, and did not spy him as he
| mounted the top of the coach beside Joe
| 4 4
near pinching Joe then and there, and
risking the consequences, but was merci-
fully prevented. As for Joe, he looked
mildly astonished. That man should
| voluntarily ascend Mount Washington
twice within week was incomprehensi.
bic to him, and hardly excusable, even on
the hypothesis of his being in love.
You changed your plan of travel this
morning, it seems, Mrs. Garcelon," re-
marked Mr. Keene, with labored careless.
ness, after riding long distance without
speaking. '
Yes, Sir. Miss Clement wanted tc
visit the Twin Mountain House"
/ said that on purpose TO see how he
| would take it. .
"Ah! then it was her propositions
| fancied MS much" MIR. Keene frowned
disapprovingly at a way-side raspberry
| bush
Joe opened his mouth for an explain
atory remark, but shook my head at hin
| in season. His bursts Of candor are posi-
lively appalling at times, and, as a con,
scicntious wife, | have 10 check them.
| couldn't foretell what observation he might
be led TO make then about Dill's motives
in deviating from our original programme
and | breathed more freely when he dis
mounted at the halfway place 10 buy 8
bow and arrow for Teddy. Besides, my
instincts told me that Mr., Keene was dy.
| ing for an opportunity 10 speak 10 me con
| fidentially concerning Dill, and Pm natur.
ally humane.
miss Clement had been an inmate OF
your family for some months, believe"
he began, as he watched Joe across the
bridge that spans the little falls OF the
Ammonoosuck, and in at the Indian tent
on the opposite bark.
Ever sInce last winter. She is an old
friend of yours, it appears, Mr.. Keene?"
could interrogate as well as he The
man was villain, according TO Dill, and
] had lively curiosity to hear what avil.
lain could say for himself.
Yes, used 10 regard her as a very
dear friend. Had she ever happened To
speak of me to you, Mrs. Garcelon?"
Never till yesterday"
He looked up expectantly, but j shut
my lips aggravatingly together, and
turned about to catch aglimpse of "SGree-
ley's Wash BOwl''--a followed rock in
the middle OF the stream.
"She gave you an unfavorable impres.
sion of me, Judge" he observed, pres.
entity, with an uncomfortable smile.
miss Clement never makes untrue
statements" said |, oracularly.
| wanted 10 torment him. He didn't
seem half repentant enough for a man that
was well, gambler or counterfeiter,
for all | knew. Dill's face had expressed
unutterable things against him.
The driver had only stopped 10 water
the horses, and now the few passengers
who had got down were taking their
places again. saw Joe strid,ng over the
bridge, his hands full OF Indian wares.
Mr.. Kcene saw him too, and resumed,
hastily,
You'll pardon my speaking of myself,
Mrs. Garcclon, but can't bear 10 be mis-
construed in this way by one Of Dill's--
Miss Observation-Disclosures. That ugly story
she told you of me was entirely without
foundation, assure you. She believes II
firmly, hear, though didn't know OF IT
till recently, and consequently was indig.
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