Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-10-10

and am glad to be the one."
SIS Mrs. Mayfeld here2 Of course she
goes with you9''
"Mrs. Mayheld! Do you think I am
married. Maudg''
She did not notice the Christian name.
"Are you not?"
"Marrled! I married. Who can have
told you such monstrous thing?'
For full minute Maud did not an
swer. She was looking down into her
plate, and the color had all died out of
her face.
81 heard it mentioned she said.
"Certainly some one said so. suppose
it was a mistake. There was nothing
monstrous in it."
sit would be monstrous to me-" Ger
aid said. "Believe me, Mrs. Gossett,
whoever may henceforth tell you that
Gerald Mayfeld IS married, you can tell
| them it is not so. I shall never marry
neverp'
For time no further word was spok-
en-. The color did not return to her
cheek. Presently she said:
II am going to ask you strange ques-
ton, one I should not ask were it not
that you are going away, and that, per-
perhaps we shall not meet again.
1t is as well to clear up misunderstood
ings. Why did you leave Ilfracombe so
suddenly without even saying good
bye9"
"May tell you the truth2"
| Mrs. Gosset bowed her head.
because I heard-of course there's
no secret now-because I heard from
Gossett that you were engaged to him
that you had been engaged to him for
months; and loved you SO could not
trust myself to see you again"
| Again she sat silent, and without a YES
tige of color in her face. There was
slight noise at the head Of the table, and
q sudden flush leaped into her cheek.
eve are going" she said. "Don't
come up stairs-don't see me again be-
fore you go. Have your promises''
"You have" he sand
''Tben God bless you, Gerald, and
make you happy. Say anything to me
it is for the last time. It cannot be very
wrong"
"God bless you my darling, my own
lost love May you be happy"
AS he spoke she rose, gave him her
hand, looked full in his face with wan
look of sorrow and love, and was gone.
When she returned to her homo, she
went straight into the library, az which
her husband was still busted with books
and papers. He looked up.
"Bless US, Maud, what is the matter?
You look like a ghost!"
81 have seen Gerald Mayfeld," she
said, "and know that you lied to Us
both. You told him we were engaged;
you told me he was married. What have
you to say9"
"Say?" Gosset said, with a light laugh.
Nothing. Everything is fair in love
| and war. If we were not engaged, ]
knew we should be soon; so I was only
anticipating the thing little.''
| "Paul Gossett," his wife said, "when
you asked me to marry you, I told you
that did not love you as a woman
should love man she was going to mar
ry, but that 1 would give you what
love could, and I would do my best to
make you good wife. You were con-
tent with the terms, and said you hoped
and believed the love would come. I did
hope so, too. We have not been married
long, but long enough for me to see that
your love is no truer than mine. should
have no right to complain that you gave
no more than I, and could have gone on
with liking and respect. But that is all
over forever. find you won me by a
lie-that you have neither honor nor gen
crosby. will not bring scandal upon
our names, but at present cannot live
with you. Tomorrow 1 shall go home
to my mother; she is i'll, and it will ap-
pear natural for me to wish to be with
her. After time I may get over the
horror feel, and then I will come back
and try to do my duty"
"And how about Mr.. Gerald Mayheid,
my dear?" Paul Gossett asked, with an
evil smile.
Maud stepped back pace as If she
had been struck, and put her hand to
her heart.
"God help me!'' she said; "aDd I am
married to this mani and without an
other word she went out and left him.
Gerald Mayfield was sitting in his Of
fee at Melbourne, two years after his ar.
rival In Australia, when he heard the
shouting of the newsBoys outside: "a
great fraud in Englandl Second edition
of the Argus" In another minute a
clerk came in.
"Here is the Argus, sir. Another great
banking swindle at home''
When Gerald vas alone, he opened the
paper and read, in large letters:
''GREAT FRAUD AND EMBEzzLEAfErT.
The Metropolitan and Suburban Bank
has been robbed of upward Of 100000
by Its manager, Paul Gossett. The frauds
have been going on for years. Money
lost in stock exchange gambling. Cos
sett still at large. Police on his track.
All outward bound vessels watched"
For long time Gerald Mayfeld sat
without moving. Poor girl!" he said
at last, as he put down the paper. ~
never thought the fellow looked ho1est
put it down to prejudice, but [ was
right, after ali. I wonder what she will
dos saw that her mother died just af-
ter came out. 1 suppose her fortunes
safe."
Two days later came another telegram
"Gossett still at large. His wife has
handed over her own fortune of !e25, 200
to the bank
Than Gerald Mavfol6 cont q teInr,a,,