Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1891-01-23

CA. 90. the Sc.yJut, ot the Hotter appeared
outside in the passage. He spoke 10 some
person behind him. perhaps tie book has
been left in here" he Suggested. \ gentle
voice answered: Il hope the lady and gem
tlemln viii excuse me il | ask leave to look
for my book" She stcrlrd into The room To
make her apologies.
Herbert Linlcy and Sydney Westcriield
looked at the woman whom they had out
RACED. The woman whom they had out
ra-rd paused, and lo"ned back at them.
The hotel servant WAS surprised at their
not speaking 10 each other. He was a STUPID
man; be Thought the grntlcfolks We're
strangely unlike trnt!cfolks in general: they
seemed not 10 know what to say Herber:
happened To be standing nearest to him: he
thought it would be- only civil to the gentle
man Ia offer word of explanation.
The Lady had these rooms, sir. She has
come back from the station 10 look for a
book that has been left behind
Herbert signed TO him to 20. As the man
turned To obey he drew back. Sydney had
moved to the door before him to leave the
room. Herbert refused To- permit it. STAY
here" h. said gently, this room is yours"
Sydney he>iated. Herbert addressed her
You see how that lady is looking at you"
he said: Il forbid you to submit TO insult
from anyh"iy.
SydivY rc:uriird into the room.
GATHERINGS Voice was heard for the first
time. She addressed herself to Sydney with
quiet dignity-far removed from anger,
farther removed >tl! from contempt.
Il do You justice" She said. You can
still feel a sense of shame"
Herbert snatched up the book. 1t was only
momentary outbreak of anger. The next
moment he matched GATHERINGS self-control;
he spoke to her with scrupuOus respect.
'Ilere is your book madam
She still kept her eyes fixed on Sydney
still spoke to Sydney.
Tell him. she said, that refuse to re-
ceve the book"
Sydney attempted to obey. At the first
words she uttered Herbert checked her once
more.
a have begged you already not to submit
to insult" He turned to Catherine. "'The
book is yours, madam. Why do you refuse
to take it!'
She looked at him for the first time. A
proud sense Of wrong flashed at him its keen
~ felt Indignation in her first glance. Did
his worn face, his wasted figure, plead with
her? Those eyes that Lad so often looked
love at him, softened with sorrow. She
signed to him to lay the book down. NO.
she said; mot from your hands and not from
hers. leave the book; leave YOU" She
moved to the door and looked back at Sgd
ncy. 'Poor creaturer' she murmured to
herself. The faint sound of her dress on the
carpet was heard in the perfect stiffness and
Lnr
Herbert approached Sydney. 1t was a mo-
ment when he was bound to assure her of
his sympathy, and even of his respect. He
felt for her. In his Utmost heart he felt for
her. As he drew nearer he saw tears in her
eyes; but they seemed to have risen without
her knowledge. Hardly conscious of his
presence, she stood before him-lost In
thought.
lie endeavored to rouse her. did l pro.
tect you from inSult?' he asked.
She said absently. "Yesr'
'Will you do as do, dear? viii you try
to forget?"
She said 81 am trying" still, as it appear
ed, thinking of something else.
Would you like to lie down, Sydney. and
rest?'
YES"
She took his arm. lie led her to the door
of the room. rs there anything else can
do for yOu?" he asked.
Nothing. thank YOU"
She closed the door-and abruptly opened
1t again. Zone thing more" she said. kiss
me-"
lie kissed her tenderly. Returning to the
sitting-roOm he looked back across the pas
sage. Her door was shut.
His head was heavy; his mind felt con-
fused. He threw himself on the sofa-ntter-
ly exhausted by the ordeal through which he
had passed. In grief, In fear in pain. the
time still comes when Nature claims her
rights. The wretched, WORKOUT man fell
into restless sleep. He was awakened by
the servant laying the cloth for dinner. Its
just ready. sir" the man announced; shall
1 knock at t,.. s.ssyi5 tsy0f5-
Hc::ouit got up and went to her room.
He entered softly, fearing to disturb her il
she, too, had slept. No sign OF her was to
be seen. She had evidently not rested on
her bed. A mOrsel of paper lay on the
smooth cOverlet. There was only line
written on it: You may yet be happy
and it may perhaps be my doing"
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