The Dillon tribune., 1885-07-11
A FAMILY AFFAIR
BY HUGH CONW AY,
Author of "Colied Back" and Ozark Days. 7"
Chatter XVI Continued.


Chatter XVI Continued.
They looked at her rather timidly, perhaps
conscience stricken. They fancied she had
come to renew her argument and of1er up
fresh entreaties. It may be they feared that
in such an event they would be forced to
Weld. in spite of tho consequences suchan ect
~ 1xeakness r,,st entail. But Beatrice cid
not reopen tho attack. She quietly a:ked ii
she might have tho clothes worn by the boy
when he r,yst disturbed the sec.u1!on OF
Hazlewood House; which clothes, it may be
remembered. wero carefully slowed away by
Horace in the big safe. As there appeared
to be NO harm in the gratifying of this re-
m,tst the safe was unlocked, and a neat
brown paper parcel indorsed In Horace's
long. slim caligraphy given to the girl.
sYou will not answer the solicitors letter,
hope" she said .
"No: It needs no answer. The delivery Of
the boy will be answer enough"
In the afternoon 6ylvanus trotted up on
his tricycle. His face was radiant from the
combined effects Of the sharp, fresh ssir, the
exercise, and the delight ut having received
such summons from Miss Clauson. Today
he was leagues above his lugubrious name.
He clapped his hands together, not 80 much
for the purpose OF promoting carculatlon a.
on account OF tho cheerful sound OF tho detona-
tions ,:,a,!o By tho meeting palms. He wished
old Whitaker q happy now year IN way
which clearly implied that happy years were
the rule. sad ones the exception. Whitaker
returned tho greeting with due respect, and
venturetl to express his approval Of Mr.. Nor
dies Christmas Day sermon. Then Mordlo
said something which made even Whitaker
laugh. Miss Clauson heard the curate's
brisk. crisp voice long before he was shown
into the drawing room.
He greeted her pleasantly, and learned
that her uncles were out. AZ the Talberts
always took their out-of-door exercise OF an
afternoon, this news was no surprise to him.
Who shall say that 6ylvanus did not time
his call by their well. known clock-work hab-
itsl A tete-a-tete is often pleasant, although
the two heads harbor no thoughts save those
Of friendship.
"You want me, said sylvanus. ''Behold
me. Hero am"
II want you to do mo favor, SO ven
t,,red to write to YOU" Beatrice's words
were conventional, but there was something
in her manner which made the quick-witted
curate wonder.
Command me-in anything-everything
ALL He spoke even more quickly and
emphatically than was his won't. In his
heart the good fellow fancied his I'D was
needed for something concerning Carruthers,
whom he persisted IN believing Beatrice
loved, Nevertheless, he would willingly
have done all he could to help to happiness
the man who had taken every vestige Of
hope from him.
But the favor resolved itself into this
Would Mr.. Mordle accompany Miss Clausor
tomorrow morning to Blacktowna She had
. private errand which took her to part d
the city Of which she knew little or nothing
Sylvanus felt and expressed himself greatl,
honored, At what time should he call To-
her3 Would she walk or drive1 Beatric
looked ut him and spoke very slowly and q
If with an effort.
II wish no one-not even my uncles-t
know of this excursion" she said. ''Woul'
YOU meet me at the cross roads at 10 o'cloc
tomorrow morning9 II trcspass on you
time or good nature please say so,'
"Trespassi BY no means. Ten o'clock.
shall be waiting for you."
Nevertheless Sylvanus was surprised, eve
troubled. To have refused to do Miss Clar
son a service, whatever it might be, was G
course out of the question, but being oren G
the day in all his comings and goinys ho ha
a dislike to any proceedings which sayore
Of tho mysterious. "Errand Of charity, {
coursel' he said, making the questionin
assertion not for curiosity but as q salve
his conscience.
ut ia an crrand Of no evil, said Beatri.
gravely. Her words satisfied Sylvanus
the words Of fair woman always satisfy Il
conscience of man. The amount Of convi
tion carried by beauty is truly WONDERFUL
CHAPTER XVII.