Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1892-09-18
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write on politics In the Wire.
81 do little now, but 1 have never
met any one yet who admitted that he
had read my articles. Even your
brother won't go as far as that"
Il have read several Of them," said
Mary.
Have yOu?" Rob exclaimed, like
big boy.
Yes" Mary answered, severely;
but don't agree with them. I am
Conservative, you know"
She pursed up her mouth complacent-
ly as she spoke, and Rob fell back
step TO prevent his going step closer.
de could hear Mr.. Meredith's line tear
ing the water. The boy on the next
house-boat was bailing the dingy and
whistling a ditty between each canful.
''There, will never be such 8 night
again." Rob said in melancholy voice.
Then he waited for Mary 10 ask why,
when he would have told her, but she
did not ask.
SAT least, not to me" he continued,
after pause, "for l am not likely 10 be
here again. But there may be many
such nights TO you"
Mary was unbuttoning her gloves and
then buttoning them again. There is
something uncanny about a woman who
has chance TO speak and does not take
it.
II am glad TO hear" said Rob "that
my being away will make no difference
to you"
light was running along the road to
Hampton Court, and Mary watched it.
Are you glad?" asked Rob desper-
ately.
you said I was" answered Mary,
without turning her head. Dick was
drumming the banjo below. Her hand
touched a camp-chair and Rob put his
over il. He would have liked to stand
sike that and talk about things in gen.
eral now.
Mary" said Rob.
The boy ceased TO whistle. All nature
In that quarter was paralyzed, except
the tumble Of water across the river.
Mary withdrew her hand, but said moth
Ing. Rob held his breath. He had not
even the excuse OF having spoken i'm
pUlsively, for he had been meditating
saying il for some weeks.
By-and by the world began to move
again. The boy whstied. The swallow
tried another twp. A moor-hen
spashed In the river. They had thought
1t over and meant to let IL pass.
Are you angry with me?" Rob asked.
Mary nodded her head, but did not
speak. Suddenly Rob started.
You are crying" he said.
''No, I'm not," said Mary, looking up
now.
There was strange light in her face
that made Rob shake. He was so near
her that his hands touched her jacket.
At that moment there was sound OF
feet on the plank that communicated
between the "Tawny Owl" and the
island, and Dick called out.
You people up there, are you coming
once around the island before you have
something 10 eat?"
Rob uuttered reply that Dick for
tunately did not catch, but Mary an-
swered EYES," and they descended the
ladder.
''You had better put shawl over
your shoulders" said Rob in a rather
lordly tone.
NO" Mary answered, thrusting away
the shawl he produced from the saloon;
"a wrap or night like this would be
absurd"
Something caught in her throat at
that moment, and she cOughed. Rob
looked at her anxiOusly.
you had BETTER" he said, putting
the shawl over her shoulders.
"No," said Mary, flinging ii of.
Az, caf1 rufsiDr n IN again
Mary stamped her foot
How dare you, Mr.. Abinger?" she
exclaimed.
RODS chest heaved.
You must do as you are told" he
said.
Mary looked at him while he looked
at her, but she did not take of her
shawl again, and that was the great
moment Of RobS life.
The Others had gone on before. Al
though it was a white night the plank
was dark in shadow, and as she stepped
of il she slipped back. Rob'S arm went
around her for q moment. They walked
around the island together behind the
Others, but neither uttered word Rob
was afraid even 20 look az her, so he
did not see that Mary looked once or
twice at him.
Long after he was supposed TO be in
the hotel Rob was still walking round
the island, with no one to see him but
the COW. All the Chinese lanterns were
out now, but red window-5linds shone
warm in several households, and a ter
rier barked at his footsteps. The grass
was silver-tipped, as in an enchanted
island, and the impatient fairies might
only have been waiting till he was gone.
He was wondering if she was offended.
While he paced the island she might be
vowjDg never TO look at him again, but
Derhaps she was only thinking that he
was very much i'm proved.
At length Rob wandered to the hotel,
and reaching his bedroom, sat down on
= chair 10 think IL out again by
He rose and opened the
window. There was notice over the
announcing that smoking
was NOT allowed in the bedrooms, and
having read it thoughtfully, he filled his
pipe. A piece Of crumpled paper lay be-
meath the dreSsing-ta6le, and he lifted
il mn TO make spill CT il. II was part
of &c envelope, and il loated cut OF
Pob's hand as he read the ADDRESS In
Mary Abiuger's handwriting "Sir Glenn
ent Dowton, Island Hotel"
CHAPTER NV.
NARY OF THE STONY HEART.
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