The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1893-09-09

Look here, Brown, don't forget this: !
never knew you were married, you know,
until-until it was too late. You-you
won't forget that, will your
Harry spoke wildly, almost incoher-
emily, and Brown looked at him, puz-
zled He was an unimaginative man.
~ don't know what you mean, Harry.
What has my marriage to do with-with
this2'' and he kicked the portmanteau
again.
Hastings flung himself into chair and
buried his face in his hands.
why don't you go? Why don't you
gog' he cried, his voice coming out in
mufiled gasps. Il tell you I'm brute
beast. You'll be sorry some day you
ever spoke to me. And yet have strug
gled-I have, indeed-but the tempta-
TONS too strong for me. Go away,
Brown, go!'
He looked up and met the elder mans
kindly, plying gaze and started upwith
cry. ..".
Don't look at me like that! You tor
ture me! tell you I'm in hellr'
Brown put q strong hand on each of
the young mans shoulders and pushed
MIN DICK lntO ms CHAIR.
81 am not going yet"
"It's no use talking
"But l mean to talk. Look here,
Harry, have you ever thought of this
unhappy woman's husbands"
II told you had never met him."
"Think Of the wrong you are about to
do him. He has never injured you, and
you are going to blast his whole life.
Harry, am a married man. / know
what it is to have a happy home and
dear wife. Alice and love each other;
we live for each other; we honor one an
other; We are happy. lit seems al
most a sacrilege to imagine such thing
possible of-of Alice, but just let us try
and imagine for a moment that-that
she, my wife, learned to love another
handsome handsome young fellow like
yourself-and-and that one night re-
turned to find her-gone."
well, said Hastings hoarsely, "what
would you dor"
a should shoot myself" said Brown
simply.
Harrys eyes met his. For a moment
they looked at one another in silence.
''If this other man loves his wife as
love mine, he will do as l should do.
Harry, dear lad, would you have his
blood upon your head? Oh, my boy,
save yourself this crime!"
There was long silence. Harry
shrunk back into his chair trembling.
Brown watched him anxiously. The
ticking of the clock was loudly pereepti.
Bile in the quiet room.
At last Harry rose unsteadily to his
feet. His face looked drawn and sunken.
There were tears in his eyes.
"You have won the day, old man. he
said in curiously toneless voice. I'll
go back to Africa"
THANK Gudm said John Brown.
Harry went TO his desk, scrubbed
few hasty lines, directed an envelope;
then rang for the servant and gave the
note TO him.
Deliver this at once" he said Take
cab and drive fast" The man went
off with bewildered look.
There's a train for Southampton at
o'clock in the morning, Brown. ] shall
tako that. My things are all packed
I'm quito ready. Are you going home
nowF"
yes"
Don't go yet Wait here while
write a few letters. IL like to have
you here"
John took chair in silence, and for
more than an hour no sound was heard
in the room but the aggressive ticking Of
the clock and the scratching of Hastings
pen.
Tho clock struck II, and Harry laid
down his pen.
you can go now. Goodby. l shall
never see you again. Goodby"
John grasped the young mans hand in
both his own.
"Goodby, dear lad, and God bless
you."
Harry dropped his head down upon
the table with something like sob, and
John went slowly to the door. A niaca