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His love had at least moved her Z
pity. She was angry with him no longe
LOT what ne had done; even honestl
sorry now that his affection for bersel
3 was SO deep rooted and hopeless in it
, aim. And 80 Nellie went along tn
quiet avenues, her mind busy with
tram OF thought her meeting with Wal
ter Mayhem had originated, A fey
Dlrus creep here and there on the darl
branches amid the bursting bourgeons
the brook, well fed with late showers
ran noiselessly and strongly on its way
and the pale rays of the falling
sun flooded the wood with soft light.
thinking of her lover far away il
America, the girl wondered If MARI
would remain true to her, and if a fairel
ana Weather woman might not cross
ms pain and WIN him from her. A:
tnat thought crossed her mind she re-
allzed how much Mark Eliot was to her.
and how miserable her life would be
shorn of his love-
And the idea of another woman oom-
ing between her and Mark made her
realize all the bitterness and pain of
Walter Mayhew's position in respect 10
herself. Her situation in such a con-
urgency was exactly similar to what
MayheW g was at present. After look
ing at the matter in this way she could
only pity him the more deeply.
whenever Nellie and Mayhem met
again after that frank confession of the
latter, their greetings were quite friend
ly. he was playing part he had set
himself, and was playing it we'll. She in
ner pity was trying TO lessen the pain
MS hopeless passion for herself caused
| him.
Slowly the weeks went by, spring
merged itself into summer and the d.
weed lovers correspondent with each
other with regularity. Every three or
Tour weeks letter came to the Star from
Mark and day or two later a long low
ing response thereto left the old inn for
America.
Juding from his letters Mark was doing
Ialrly well; was saving money, and he
had intimated in his last communication
that he hoped to have a home ready for
his darling before Christmas. In reply
10 such plain hint as that, what could
the loving girl say, save that she was
ready, nay, eager to JOIN him whenever
he told her to come.
And in saying this Nellie had onlv
given expression to the dearest wish of
her loving heart. A few months separa-
tion from her lover had but increased her
affection for him, and she cared not now
how soon she babe farewell to Warning
ham, and set sail for the land which held
Mark Eliot.
The girl would be sorry enough to part
from her dear foster mother; but circum- |
stances seemed to have ordained it that
she must do so in little space. When |
the hour came she would be ready.
CHAPTER XVIII A DEvILIsH PLOT.
1t was magnificent evening IN
autumn. The day had been one long,
fierce blaze of sunny splendor, and it was
hot still, even now when the sun was
slanting westward and only an hour or
two above the horizon.
Half an hour ago the factories had
emptied themselves of their workers who
were now at home resting and regaling
themselves. One half of Mitigate was
still bathed in the warm, yellow sunny
SHINE, the western side was clothed in
grateful shadow. Up the shady side q
familiar figure came at a slow pace. 1t
was Walter Mayhem, and when he came
abr asst of the Star be paused on the |
pavement for a moment, and then
walked inside.
OF late Mayhem had gone to the old ]
ayern pretty frequently of an evening. {
'erhaps this was owing to the illness of {
me of its inmates-Nellie Pemberton. A s
week ago the lassie had caught a chill {
omehow, had neglected to attend to the
light ailment, and had been Frustrated '
y rather severe attack of some kind '
t lung disease. d
For several days she had been confined
o the house-her bed even, but was al
lost recovered now. During her illness I
iayhew had called regularly, and made {
he most solioitous inquiries as to her Il
ondition. This had naturally got to \
iellle's ears, and, of course, she could b
ut feel grateful to the young fellow for 81
ne kindly interest he had felt in her. il
As Mayhem entered the Star he encoun- h
9red mine host, Dan, beside the bar. 81
'Good evening, Ashton, :" he cried,
iping his heated face with his handker- il
lief. "Warm, isn't it?" s.
"It's hot, Mayhem, not warm!" was ri
an 8 ready response.
tMine's bitter. What will you have? in
want word with you Dan, if you've D,
me-" r
'Plenty-ro into the parlor. There IS m
one IN there said the publican as of
turned away to execute the other's
der M
The young man sauntered into the or
49, 4ANASoNSoI "hASd was just D6ulQO | Oe
g bar, and few moments afterward m
'hton followed, with a couple glasses in
bitter beer in his hands. to
Mayhem slowly blew the white froth
om his drink and then took long pull WI
it, and mine host followed his lead be- eli
re word was spoken by either, save n,
e formal "your health' each gave the he
her before drinking. to
How's Nellie?'' the younger man
Sed as he Get down his half emptied hi,
ISIS on the table. ma
Nearly better-at all events she's on
of bed and sitting up in her room. - wa
Has she heard from America late loy
-, Az
TIT
'she got letter only this morning fro
eleve she's writing to Mark now.
yhow, 1 saw Nancy taking pen and
!, upstairs a few minutes ago !" was av
reioinder Dan made. wi,
l suppose she will tell him of her ILL this
s-that is almost certaini Asl
Tell Mark Of itP Cur
{ Yes. Well, that's almost certain. 1 anf
uld think. But what makes you me
?''
: was only thinking that if she does Pei
I will help on plan strc
g A