The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1890-01-10

haughtiness in her tone. 1t chafed her,
and was 2 bitter humiliation to her
spirit, this enforced deception. this
stolen Interview. You must tell me
quickly what trouble you are in, and
tie time"
THE old story. Erica" answered Ar
mold Murray, with a half laugh and a
half sigh. money, always that con-
founded money. You wouldn't believe
What 4 LOT of money a fellow can run
through in London"
u can quite she answered, briefly,
"when l know how yours goes
Women don't know anything about
how our money goes" said the Young
man, good-humoredly. I've sot rid OF
a heap, | Know, and I'm awfuily in debt.
I've sold one of my horses, but that
won't do quite
Il don't know what You have to do
with horses at all with your iucome,''
said Erica. ut is q needless extrava-
gance."
1T q good stock in trade, dear coz"
replied Arnold, laughing. why, Bella
won me enough money at the Aylesbury
Steeplecliase last June 10 keep me going
for a month. | haven't sold her--it's
the park hack that went TO latter
sails"
and how long, Arnold" said the
girl, leaning her hands heavily on the
gate, sis this TO go on? There must
come an end some time. Do you ever
think of it,"
"Ah, now don't preach, sweet cousin.n
said Arnold, entreatingly, and still
jestingly, though he bit his lip, and in
the darkness she did not see the flash in
his eyes. II really mean to do better,
and turn over u new leaf"
"You always mean to do so much,
Arnold" Erica said, sadly; ''is that why
you accomplish SO little?H
"Pon my word, Erica, / half think
you are getting spoilt by Philip St.
Johns notions" said Arnold, a little
impatiently.
What do you know of my husband?"
she said. You cannot wen compre-
bend his code of honor-you cannot un-
derstand him"
- don't pretend to- said her cousin,
dryly. Il wouldn't be cramped up to
his notions for something. What the
deuce does he mean by banning your
friends and being toe naughty to look
at a reiiow. A Murray as good as .
st. John!''
"Iushl Oh, Arnold, for PHYS sake,
hush.o The girl laid her hand on his in
an agony of fear, for he had raised his
voice i'll his anger, and what if he should
be heard? II have not told him even of
your existence; he does not know your
name; he has not harmed YOU. But tell
me-" she whispered, licking round. sis
it you who have been Que of Walters
companions? Tell me the truth, Ar
mold"
lie paused before he replied. lie had
not meant her TO know that he was ac-
quainted with Philips brother. and had
even asked Waiter to say nothing of
him in his letter. But he saw it was
useless TO deny it.
II know him; yes, q Young fool" he
said, contemptuously. 'sIIc's nos IL bad
fellow, but a perfect apron-string.-
philip here and Philip there"
Arnold" she said, eagerly, don't
tempt him to do wrong. to do-as YOU
do. Oh, for my sake, Arnold. | bear
SO much. you can never know how
much, for you" Her voice faltered.
and for a moment she bowed her head
on his arm, but almost instantly recoy-
cring herself she went on hurriediy:
And, Arnold, he will tell Philip about
you. and he might find out that you are
my cousin. and Philip would forbid me
to see or help you again. For orr mot!!-
er's sake, Arnold, for she was your
motherin all but blood, drop this friend
ship; it will work dire Woe"
Looking back afterwards both remem-
bered those words, which neither knew
then rs a prophecy.
Arnold, whose impressionable nature
was easily touched, was moved and
greatly troubled by the girls sorrowful
appeal; lie loved hiscousin. and des,enG-
ed upon her in a certain fashion, though
he never by any chance deferred to her
wishes or attended to her advice. He
knew quite well that she spoke no less
than truth. and it was a fresh count
against Philip st. John. Yet he had no
intention of giving up tie acquaintance
of the young officer who seemed to have
plenty of money at his command, and
through whom he could wound Philip
st. John.
"Arnold," the girl said slowly, and
when she spoke 50 he knew that he
could not openly resist her viii. s.Go YOU
hesitate2 Remember That | have power
in my hands, and | will do no more for
You ii you refuse to attend to the ono
request | have made of you for years"
Don't get angry. dear coz" he said,
lightly, seeing he must yield, outward
ly, at least. II won't drag him down to
destruction: its Il wonder, in fact. you
accuse me of will enough to lead any
one But now, Erica" he added, you
will help me this once more: pom my
word don't know where TO turn for 4
hundred pounds. and I'll sleep in prison
hext week if you're hard-healtcd!'
"A hundred pounds, Arnoldl' The
girl paused, listening, the color coming
and going on her cheek; then she said,
hurriedly, You shall have it. | will
send a ehcque to you. But You must
90 up to London and get the money
from the bank, not from anyone in
Rington. But, remember, Arnold"
she said, and again laid herhand on his
arm, this cannot, must not, go OIL. |
have paid your debts over and over
again. and the fund that ! have drawn
on for that-by the power left me in
my mothers will-cannot last for ever,
though you seem to think it can"
And when that fails, I'll cmigrate,"
said Arnold, lightly. II should do cap
italy as a sheep-farmer, or something.
It's a good thing your husband has no
asks what you do with it, else poor Ar
mold Murray would have gone to the
dogs long since"
Where shall | send?' said the girl,
briefly, without answering his last
words.
I'm at the Crown Hotel; send up
Poynter. he won't split to soul. You
are going? Thanks. dear Erica, you
are my tower of strength he said,
VIII IL SClteIeu tenderness Ill his voice
that moved her to Il strange emotion.
She did not trust herself to answer,
but only gave him her hand with Il quiet
"Good-night,' and then, after watchiiI
his form till it disappeared over the hil.I
path, turned backto the house, scarce
seeing her way for the binding tears
that rose to her eyes, and that she s1rove
IN vain for a moment to check.
She must be calm, at least outwardiy,
whatever misery she endured. for Philip
must not sec a trace of emotion; and he
was SO quick and firm, she feared to
meet his eyes until she had mastered
herself.
Almost as she stepped once moro
through the window Of the library,
Philip came up the pathway, and tile
girl paused.
You should not have gone out in
this chill night air. child he said, put
ting his hand on her shoulder. and
drawing her into the room: "and Won
are trembling and white, Erica. You
foolish child, you must not play with
yourself SO; could not spare yon now,
dear one.n