The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1884-12-27
CALLED BACK.
"A Won-Told Story of Continuous
and Absorbing Interest.
BY HUGH CONWAY.
CHAPTER V.-CoNrINUEp.

Etu lOuIIu SOlllt III StilllI2
what course to pursue. / decided, after
ventilating various schemes, that /
would take Pauline to my own rooms in
Walpole street. knew the people of
the house well, and felt certain she
would be taken care of during my alb
sence; for, after few hours repose, it
was my intention to start in search of
'Ceneri / had written from Edinburgh
to Walpole street, telling the good peo-
pie there to be ready for me and whom
to expect; moreover, l had again APP
pealed to my faithful old servant, Pris-
ella, and begged her to be at the house
awaiting my arrival For my sake, |
to my poor girl. So to Walpole street
we went.
All was in readiness for us. Priscilla
received us with eyes full of curious
wonder. l saw that her. sympathies
were at once enlisted by Pauline's ap-
pearance. After a cup of tea and some
thing to eat, begged Priscilla to lead
my wife to her room, that she might
take the rest she needed. Pauline, in
her childlike, docile way, rose and fol-
lowed the old woman.
When you have seen to Mrs.
COiuc Ditck W ulcs
] said; 81 want to speak to you"
Priscilla, no doubt, was only too eager
to return To me. l felt she was brim-
ming over with questions about my I'M
expected marriage; but | checked her
SGW lie nothing pleasant to commu-
nicar,a she sat down, and, as | desired
her so do, listened without comment to
my tale.
was compelled to confide in some
lone. The old woman, | knew, was
trustworthy and would keep my affairs
secret. So l told her all, or nearly all.
/ explained as well as l could Pauline s
mental state. l suggested all that my
short experience brought to my mind,
and prayed Priscilla, by the love she
bore me, to guard and be kind in my
absence to the wife / loved. The
promise being given threw myself
upon the sofa and slept for several
hours.
In the afternoon / saw Pauline again.
/ asked her if she knew where could
write to Ceneri. She shook her head.
"Try and think, my dear" l said.
She pressed her delicate finger-tips
against her brow. | had always noticed
that trying to think always troubled her
greatly.
Teresa knew" said to assist her.
'Yes, ask her."
"But she has left us, Pauline. Can
you not tell us where she is?" Once
more she shook her head hopelessly.
He told me he lived in Geneva"
said. 'Do You know the street,"
She turned her puzzled eyes to mine
l sighed, as l knew my questions were
useless.
Still, find him | must. | would go tC
Geneva. If the man was doctor, as ht
represented himself, he must be known
there. If l could not find any trace o
him at Geneva l would try Turin.
tooHmy wifes hand.
II am going away for few days
Pauline. You will stay here until re
turn. Every one will be kind to you
Priscilla will get you all you want"
Eyes, Gilbert" she said, softly.
had fought her to call me Gilbert.
Then, after some last instructions t.
Priscilla, started on my Journey. Al
my cab drove from the door 1 glanced
up at the window of the room in which
/ had left Pauline. She was standing
there looking at me, and great way,
of joy came over my heart, for l fan
~cied that her eyes were looking sad
like the eyes of one taking leave of
dear friend. 1t may have been onl,
fancy, but, as had never before ever
fancied the expression there, that Loo
in PMline's eyes was some comfort t
carrNa ri it'll me.
ANNA " for Geneva and il dottor
'CeneIl4-