The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1893-04-26


Of discord; not by anything actual /
said to Teresa-she was too wary TO
such tactics-but by this or that, NOR
or less garbled. which she took car
should reach Teresa's ears. She re
, mem bered the saying that many a NAL
is caught at the recoil; aud though q
present MILFORD gave her no chance, b.
would grow tired by and by Of solitude
and would appear again in the Limited
society of Prior's Lee. Teresa held he
head high, and went about as usual
She wasn't going TO wear the willow
or even seem to do SO; and so day,
passed on and it did not seem as if tn,
breach were likely to be healed; it Ger
tainly would not be. Teresa said t.
herself, if it depended on her making
the first overture.
One morning Prior's Lee woke to fine
the world under a winding-sheet O,
snow, but it was not at present deep
and need not prevent Teresa keeping
her promise to spend the day at the
Logans. She rather liked going there
it was a sort of extra defiance of Mau.
rice MILFORD. The house was only a
stones throw from the Glen, and I'm.
less the snow fell again so as to lie
very deep in the road she could easily
get home at night, and if not the Lo-
gans would put her up.
She got down the lane without any
difficulty, and Agnes received her in
her usual somewhat gushing manner,
but during the day the SHOW came on
again. and for hours fell so thickly
that the lane became almost impassa-
BILE. In the afternoon the storm ceased,
and the servants shoveled a clear pas
sage down the path from the house to
the gate, but Gen. Logan would not
hear of Teresa going home. Her aunt
would know she had been kept, SO
there was no cause for anxiety. So tho
girl remained; but about ten o'clock
just before the time for retiring-she
left the drawing and stole out and
down the path to the gate. She was
fevered and unhappy, and the cold air
was only pleasantly cool to her; be-
sides, she was country bred and not so
senitive to cold as town-bred girl. The
night was very dark; the snow glim-
mered ghost-like through the gloom.
Teresa leaned against the toll-gate
post with heart very much in har-
mony with the dreary scene. Suddenly
the mutter of mems voices caught her
ear. The speakers were in the lane,
close by the gate, but invisible to her,
as she to them. They were not country
voices, and this made the girl listen
w it'll a certain curiosity. She heard
the name "Wilford," and then she bent
her ear with close attention; her hear
ing was keen, and the frosty air ena bled
her to hear almost every word, though
spoken in muttcring tones and with
accent.
g couldn't be better
night" were the first sounds that dis
-inctly reached her. ''See, l found it
all out from that ere kitchen girl
maxim up to FER. There's a deal o.
swag in that ere manor 'ouse. Bill"
SOW ter git in. that's HIT" replied
Bill.
Wait minute. The servants all
leeps in the h'east wing, right away
rom Mr.. Wilford's study. They goes
o bed h'early-he sits up till bloomin'
ate-past twelve, in the study; now
hat ere winder's h'easy to git at We
MOUNTS, and if he fires. or tries any
ricks, we pots him-nothink won't be
card; if we can best i'm without any
hink o that sort-well we will; but
Lny'ow the !oot's worth h'any risk"
Should rather think it teas: and a
nowy night like this there amt no
nance O. meetin' no one, and bit of a
all blots out your footprints"
That's it; but we shall ave time ter
it drop er summit ter drink afore
tartin''. Come on"
Teresa crouched down as the two
zen passed the gate on their way to
he village inn, which lay in the oppo-
tie direction to the manor: but when |
hey had vanished in the darkness she |
ose erect, her brain on fire, her heart |
as if it would choke Der.
iaurice MILFORD to be robbed and MUIR |
cred! And three miles of impossible |
Dads between him and the one crea-
are who could save him-the woman
tho loved him! ay, loved him with all |
er strength In presence of this
ideous, this imminent peril, the scales
Eli from Teresa's eyes, blinded BY |
polish pride and jealousy; she thought
only one thing-her lovers danger.
he roads impossible? No; they
ould not be-should not be, to heri
eaven would give her strength to
ght her way to Maurice'S side; no
latter what happened to her in the
nd, SO that he were saved. Quick to
CT, whether for right or wrong, the
lrl lost not a moment. If the Logans
new of her mad enterprise they
ould, OF course, try to prevent her
ould, perhaps, pooh-pooh the whole
after Of peril to herself-of losing
er way in the snow and darllpess-of
eing engulfed in a snow drift-she
fought nothing; she must reach the
amor before the burglars got there
lat was the one sense that possessed
-r.
She opened the gate and plunged
lllle deep in the snow. Every step
as labor, but she pushed bravely on.
.r skirts and feet drenched. Some
mes the snow came almost to her
lees. Once she thought she had lost
n way, but-no-she could see, dimly
ltlined, the gnarled oak in Beechley
ne; these were the ratings of Farmer
eldon's meadow. She dragged her
If along by them Often she had to
use, her breath failing her. Trem-
ing, exhausted, it almost seemed as
she must give up and sink down and
e in the snow. But the thought of |
r lovers peril gave her back her fail
e strength, and still she battled on
rough the terrible snow. Now she