Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1889-07-28
CHAPTER VI.
FLYING TEMPTATION.

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tin Dene quite an age, for while he longed
to stay, and the hours he passed in the
society of Dinah Swift and her cousin
were a delight, still he felt that this was
forbidden ground. upon which grew for
hidden fruit Of when he must not even
think
He said TO himself that the thoughts
which troubled him sometimes were near
akin to madness, and that he was behav-
ing dishonorabIy towards kis benefactor
for even harboring them a moment.
The consequence was that he was cold
and reserved when he was thrown INTO
the cousin 5 society, and this GOODNESS
seemed to chill Dinah Swift, who had at
first seemed disposed to welcome him
very warmly into their little circle, her
father apparently quite approving of the
state Of affairs.
But day by day Martin grew more re-
served and devoted to the study of his
projects, seeing the cousins only in the
evenings, and then seeming to prefer to
the music in the drawing room long
serious chat with the manufacturer over
the project which had brought him to
Ferfield
But even then Grey, who spent many
OF his nights "a the Swift s was not salts
fed He had the drawing-roOm to him
self and Joined in the singing, being
gifted with an excellent voice; but gen
orally as he went back to his apartments
about 10 he talked to himself about get
ting no further, and his thoughts were
often bitter enough about Martin Dene,
whose coming to Ferfeld he felt had
C,+
the house-an imaginary grievance, for
Dmah 5 treatment OF the man who as
piTed to be her husband, and some day
her fathers manager, had always been
the same.
''WelI, yes, - said the manufacturer,
one evening, 1.-the doctor says you'n do
now, so you may go down to the works
tomorrow if you feel up to it.
ooh quite, sir, and eager to begin. -
THAT'S right. I've had q place set
apart for you, and you can lock yourself
in and lock it up when you come away
''And viii there be the facilities for
making my expeTiments?'
''YoH win find everything there
forge, furnace, benches, vice, tools,
crucibles, steam blasts, all you viii want
and a deal more than l had when I
started here and worked in that shop
''You worked in ii yourself, sir?'
''TO De sure [ did-when | first began.
Made my own mOulds, tried my own ex-
perimentS. Best way TO get on, my
lad. -
Next morning after breakfast there
was painful task TO perform, but Mar
tin Dene set himself to do it manfuIly.
Gunnel and Swift was in his study, writ
ing n letter or two in a hard, clumsy
hand to look at; but every word of those
roughly formed characters was wanted to
express his meaning or orders-there was
no surpIusage, everything was to the
point.
Nerving himself to his task, Martin
went to the morning-rOom where the
cousins were at work, and Dinah. who
felt what was coming, flushed crimson,
and then turned deadly pale.
"ShalI l so, Di? whispered her
cousin mischievously, but the look of
pain and appeal silenced her and made
her serious on the instant,
Martin crossed to where they were
seated, well self-schooled to his task,
and held out his hand.
- have come to say goodbye, Miss !
Walsh. Let me thank you for your
uuvarying kindness since I have been !
here -
''You have nothing TO thank me for, -
sic SHll l)ltdsdullN II HIS u6GuGu IlO J
effort to be agreeable to dear uncle's !
guest. -
Martin bowed rs he returned the warm, |
frank pressure of the girls hand, and |
as she saw him turn away, she said to |
herself
''Oh, what a goose he is. I believe
he's fond of Di, and I'm sure she |
likes him. -
His voice faItered little as he took |
Dinah s hand, which was as cold as
Ice, and gave back no frank pressure. !
1T is rather hard to sa- what EFant-
ed to say, Miss Swift, he whispered !
huSkily, but making an effort he spoke |
out firmly, '3ut you viii forgive me if |
my words do nQts. express my gratitude
for all the kindness 7 Eave received here /
at your and your fathers hands. - -
''You have nothing to thank us for, I
Mr.. Dene, she replied, looking MIN
calmly. now in the face. ''My father
feels that you saved me from 9 horrible
death, and ! shall never forget that you
rislled your life to save mine. -
''Oh. no, no, - he said sharply.
She smiled rather sadly as she contin-
ued:
MY father has told me all about your
projects and the interest he takes in
them, so pray believe, too, that I shall
watch very anxiOusly for your success -
Thank you, thank you,'' he said
grGvely.
And know that am saying no
more than my father would wish when I
ask you to come up now and then to tell
us Of your progress. We shall always be
glad 10 see you. No, STOP she said,
as she OWNED the words he WIS about to
utrer-"not to report your progress, but
to visit us as a friend -
"You are very good, - he said huski-
ly, as ne fought down thoughts which he
told himself were dishonorable 70 his
benefactor. ''Some evening perhaps l
may, when l have gone some way on
toward success. There, - he added has
tily, = goodbye. Your father is waiting
for me, l think: Unjust 90 now. Good
bye, Miss Swift. There has been a very
hap--a very pleasant time, and-''
His U2aEner changed as the reality OF
what vas taking place forced itself upon
him, and with emotion deepening his
voice he raised her hand quickly to his
lips.
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