Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1883-07-06


as her husband reached her, sank un-
conscious in his arms
CHAPTER XII.
DROPPING HINT.
You are going to marry that girl"
It was Mr.. Killuth who said il, Mr..
killuth who lay back in his chair, and
looked across the breakfast table ut his
morning visitor with keen, cold, disap-
proving eyes. The visitor was Laun'
Farrington,o of course. He had come by
a late train to New York the previous
evening, had gone to his hotel for the
night, and, at the earliest permissible
hour next porning, dropped in upon
this old friend, who might be excused
for wondering what had become of his
late cOnipdgHOn du UOydgc-for Launi
had left precipitately for the other city
with only the briefest of brief notes &c
explain his absence:
DEAR X: Going out of town for das on
two. Will see you before go SOUTH
The day or two had heightened its i'm
definite term into twice rs many weeks
before he returned returned with this
news at his tongues end. for the condi
tions attached to the proposed alliance
sat easily upon Launts conscience. II
Inattered very little that the pere and
mere had said he was not TO bind their
daughter just yet with a betrOthal ring:
they were not denying him one priv.
lego of an accepted lover; they did not
damp his hopes of speedy consent tc
speedy marriage, when their uncon-
cealed reluctance should mt last give
way.
"1ou are going To marry that girlr'
repeated Mr.. Killuth, as much aghasi
as if nc had said: You are going t.
murder that cirl.'' Good Heavens.
Launt. / had put that fear quite out
of my mind. thought-you gave me
reason To think-that they did not en-.
courage YOU"
They discouraged me by all posi-
bic means while they could" explained
Launt. They only tolerate me as .
sutton on probation now; all the same
am going to marry my darling, soon.
Mrs. Oliphant-it is Mrs. Oliphant who
opposes. me. by-the-by- has given IN
that grain Of comfort. Surely, YOU can
afford To be patient now, she said.
when our consent j. once given, yoI
shall have your own way"
What does she object to-" unused,
rather than asked, Mr. Killuth. "You.
poverty? Three or four thousand o
year IS poverty, suppose, to one reared
in the lap of luxury rs Rose Sangerforo
was"
81 don't think il is that She was
willing to take up that artist, no better
off than myself. She doubts and mis-.
trusts me, rs il is natural a mother
should-mOrc than is natural, believe
She credits mo with being tickle, I'M
stable, ready to fall out of love as readi.
ly rs fell in. 1t isn't flattering APP.
probation, or true one"
cit may be trucr than YOU think
Look here. Launt, was your fathers
friend, as / am yours, and he was rs
madly infatuated, twice in his short life,
as you are to-day. Heleft your mother
for La Junc's siren smiles. How arc
you to tell that YOU are better than hep"
A dark red flush went swiftly over
the young mans face. All his life he
bad resented the wrong done to his
mother, and laid ii, along with his faith
er's last reckless act. TO the score of the
siren, whom Madame Harrington had
taught him to hate.
I'VE will not bring my fathers name
into discussion" he said. coldly. Then,
in a changed tone: ''Killuth, you told
me once that that IC0man was dead.
DO YOU know il beyond doubt?n
" As well as | know anything from
mere report. She died of yellow fever,
in Cuba, believe"
"What became of her child?"
"Her what?"
Launt told him of that incident of
the library. and Mr.. Quests proposed
search.
Is it not strange that it should have
happened before me?" he asked. Il
had 1t on my tongue to tell him of her
death, but found myself growing sick
and faint.with the recollections which
that name brought up. Mrs. Oliphant
tainted outright moment after, and
can't divest myself of the IDEA that
something in the association had its eff
feet upon her,
Little wonder-little wonder" said
killuth, in what was for him a pitying
tone. You don't seem to know,
Launt, that il was Rose Sangerford
whom Rodney France Tilted, for that
creature La juno. She consoled her
self for her disappointment, but the old
love fingers in her memory yet, il would
seem. And dproPos of the passion, what
does Madame Harrington say to this
proposed alliance Of sonrsF'f' = .ccI
What any fond female relative is
apt to say in such n case" smiled
Launt. HAS her fears for me, her
doubts il any match 10 be made be- good
enough for her boy, is doubly indignant
that they are not all ready to say YES,
sir. and thank you,' the moment 1 pro-
pose. What is more to the point, she is
seriously thinking of coming North for
the summer. L stay in any event.
doubt very much il I 60 home at all
until go on my wedding-tour"
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