Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1890-10-21

here aud explain. I'll fetc ackl
And ran out to get at my rse
had perfect unnecessar that
everything must be done b and
In order. and that Saumare care
was :" wipe tne happy iook Maud
Copleigh's face. All the was
linking up tile curb chain dered
how he would do it
/ cantered after Edith Cor hink-
ing to bring her back SLOW some
pretense or another. But Hoped
away as soon as she saw Il ! WAS
forced to ride after her in She
called back over her sid Go
away I'm going home wayi"
two or three times; but m SIS was
TO catch her first, and argu
The ride just fitted in wi rest Of
the evil dream. The groy very
bad, and now and again ushed
through the whiriing eli dust
devils" In the skirts of the storm.
There was burning hot blowing
that brought up stencil brick
kilns with il; and through flight,
and through the dustdevi 1ss that
desolate plain, fiickered wn hol-
land habit on the gray hol
She headed for the at first
Then she wheeled around ct off for
the river through beds rnt down
jungle grass. bad even pig over
In cold blood ! Shout vef have
dreamed of going over 0ountry
at night, but it seemed right and
natural with the light crackling
over head, and reek e smell OF
the pit in my Misses rode and
shouted. but she bent fol ana
dashed her horse, and the a aath Of
the dust storm came up an, ight us
both, and drove US downwind pieces
of paper
don't know how far we re ,ut the
drumming of the horses hoo nd the
roar of the wind and the OF the
faint blood red moon throughE yellow
mist seemed to have gone OF Or years
and years, and lives literall renched.
with sweat from my helmets my gait
ers when the gray stumbledE overed
himself and pulled up dead O. My
brute was used up altogei Edith
Copleigh was in a sad state astered
with dust. her helmet off AMI ing bit
terly. "Why can't you let N alone?"
she said. Il only wanted TO IT away
and go home. Oh, please let go.
You have got to come hacdPth me,
Miss Copleigh. Saumarez somc-
thing to say to you.
1t was a foolish way of tting it;
but hardly knew Miss Col Ugh, and
though / was playing Provid ce at the
cost Of my horse, could not u her IN
as many words what SaumaJ had told
me. thought he could do better
himself. All her pretense al being
tired and wanting to go ID 2 broke
down, and she rocked herself and fro
in the saddle as she sobbed, al the hot
wind blew her black hair-J5 ~ ~
am not going to repeat what $
because she was utterly unslrung.
This, il you please, was the cy
Miss Copleigh. Here was !, almoI
utter stranger to her, trying to te
that Saumarez loved her and she "
GOAAAC DdCA anu tACstA iilI1 say -.
lieve ! made myself understood, f9e
gathered the gray together and
him hobble somehow, and we set OF
the tomb, while the storm went thu1s. -
ing down to Umballa and few ~
drops of warm rain fell found 49,
that she had been standing close to sau-
marez when he proposed to her sister,
and had wanted to 60 home TO cry ah
peace as an English girl should. Sne
dabbed her eyes with her pocket liand,
kerchief as we went along, ana oaOoiea
to me outs of sheer lightness OF heart ana
hysteria. That was perfectly unnatural
and yet it seemed all right at the time
and in the place. All the world was
only the two Copleigh girls, saunarez:
and !, ringed in with the lightning ana
the dark; and the guidance OF inns ms
guided world seemea to lie IN my nanos'
n When we returned to the TOMB IA tne
oAap dead stiffness that followed tns
storAA~ the dawn was just DN aking anu
nobody I'D gone away Tney we're
were walSv for our retu Saum
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