The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1890-01-31

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felon,n he muttered. 81 am unnerved;
l start at every sound, and fear my own
shadow
And betray yourself, she answered.
mo, that will not do" She paused a
moment in thought, and for a brief
second a sort of spasm of anguish
passed wei her features. And SO
POINTER knows of-of this?" she said.
"Yes; he will keep quiet-I bribed
him-and he'll do anything for you.o
"Will he? But not without your
of strange bitterness.
Would her prayer be more than a
thread to hold him back If there were
no other motive. How could she tell?
Where is he?'
"IIe is out on the road; he came down
with me. He said he might be wanted
"lIe is wanted-l must think"
lie leant back in the chair, watching
her half-curiously, and yet in a sort of
apathetic way. He seemed quite inca
pable himself Of making any effort on
to act in any emergency. he more than
ever O threw himself absolutely on
Erica's stronger spirit, and felt himself
lost without her.
And while she Walked up and down,
she resolved in that busy brain a plan
of escape which might elude vigilance.
There was no train going anywhere
from Grayle until the next morning:
and, moreover, it would not be safe to
go from this little country station; but
it would be almost impossible to trace
and by that means reached a more dis
tant station. For Erica, casting all
scruple, all thought of consequences to
the winds. resolved to see Arnold safe
as far as she could. He might get off
in some vessel that would take him
abroad. 1t scarcely entered her mind
that she would be compromising her
self. and if by any means the affair be-
came known, placing her name-her
husbands name-in jeopardy. She had
been so little in the world, and had al
ways looked on Arnold so completely
as n brother. that she did not realize all
that she risked. Philip would not be
home for four o. five days. and she
would have returned by that time.
She stopped at last and spoke.
II am going to leave you for a mo-
ment," she said. and she marked how
he started and glanced around nervous
ly. "No one will come. the servants
are all in bed. l shall go with you to
London, Arnold, and never leave you
till you are safe-as safe as thought can
make you; We will speak of that pres
entity. l have money
Erica, stay lie reused himself,
and laid a hand on her shoulder, and
the crimson rushed over her brow as he
spoke, looking down on that beautiful,
stern face. 500 you know what YOU
are doing, Erica2" he said, touched to
some compunction for her sake. He
would fain spare her fair name if he
could, and yet, ever with that better
thought, flashed simultaneously a SIMS
ter Joy. Would not this be sweet re-
venge, indeed? Would Philip, so stern
so i%mplacable, she had said-ever for
give a step that sullied his name.
Slie shrank a little and her eyes
dropped, but she moved away and only
said:
81 know, Arnold, he will never know;
let me go, l cannot speak of it. must
lay down all for my oath's sake"
only for that, Erica?" he said, bend
ing quickly forward as she was going,
and she met his look steadfastly. and
answered in the cold, measured way she
had spoken almost throughout this in
tcrview.
mother claimed it, and right or wrong.
a 10Y made to the dying is to me bind
ing even unto death; but you have no
claim on my lxtice, o. forbearance.
Are you answered?'
She turned and quilted the room. and
he stood without moving for a few mo-
ments. and then muttered to himself
with a sneer:
That miracle of honor. Philip st.
John, will find a spot on his spotless
shield. He will never know; | think he
will: All. that is a goodEy revenge; she
might have done this for my sake, but
for him-curse HIM"
But his amiable reflections were put
to fight by the entrance of his Young
cousin, draped now in Il long black
cloak. and wearing a bonnet with thick
Teil. now thrown back.
"Conlc." she said. briefly, and without
Il word he followed her down the damp
garden. keeping in tue shadow of the
trees. Light as were their steps. the
Watchdog in the stablc-yard heard some
sound. and bayed. but Erica called his
. name softly, and he knew her voice and
was quiet ut once.
, So she went out of that house. out ut
the garden gate, and shivered strongly
in tho night wind as she glanced back
at the darkeEed windows.
All, will no one save her-warn her?
Nat tries to: in his rough way he
, takes her two little hands in his great
brown ones as they stand on the beach
10y the boat. And he is puzzled, and
!, does not know what to think quite.
, Yet surely Miss Erica can do no
wrong?
Miss Erica, dear" he says, "I'm a
/. rough sort o customer, and We mustn't
> be angry like: are yc sure ye mind what
; ycrc DOM"
l She looked steadily out TO sea and
: drew i'll her breath with u quick gasp.
!. II know he must be saved; it is toe
I late
!, "liavc yc thought Of the master.
, missy?:H the man said slowly
'llush.H she answered him under her
breath; Il dare not think-I must only
act. Is the boat ready?' She spoke
now with Il fevcrish impatience. and he
/, was fam to let her go and make ready
the boat.
How often in this very boat she had
u gone out with Philip III the sunshine
V and brightness of day. on soft moon.
light nights, in the dreamy twilight
e nov in darkness and mist. hand ir
: hand with his enemy. How wildly. as
!. under the steady stroke they pulled the
: boat and made way through the rough
Q cold waters, she recalled that bright
day when she had slrank. chilled an(
Il oppressed by those stern words of his