The Southern herald., 1894-08-17

meant uith you-oh. I knew hsr-no
one hetter
Iha unhappy Yaang man lazasd pals
and his lips trembzed
Nov you know the trulh shout her
and hope yoan proved - put her
image nut Of ycur heart ] concluded.
I'D have siaked my life on herr ~
murmuFed ''She-she seemed 50 diff.
ferent Bob. ! eouldnt help it. she
never
saen were only the victim, inter-
rupted. patting Bis shoulder
ELL shall go At once. ] can't stay
here. This revelati0n-you are telling
me tfs truth, Babf-
Honestly, 70 the best Of my knowi-
edge, ! answered. hrmlY.
'How awfulr' said he
surprised. are yoa2 Why. any Of
the fellows At the elnb could have told
you the same thing.
'sAwfullr he murmured. gazing At
me.
Come. come" said I. 'it's possible
10 make too much Of such trouble as
this When ones eyes are once
opened and I ended with shrug of
the shoulders
Suddenly be held ont his hand.
''Shake hands, old chap. he said.
shook hands. The poor fellow
was = good deal moved. and | didn't
wish to appear cold.
Il shall 60 straight. he repeated.
''Well, tomorrow morning viii do. =
'sNo. To-night-the next train. And
you-you must stay here3r
OF course stay here. answered,
staring in my turn.
He sighed heavily.
"It's bad for me, old chap. he said.
laying a hand on my shoulder, but,
by love, what It must be for your
"For me9" I exclaimed. aWhat dye
mean9n
That womanl' be gasped. aAnd
how you keep Il up One would think
to see you-well, well, its brave. II
would kill me in month. It's brave,
that's what it isl''
''What in the world are YOU talking
about? ! haven't spoken to her fol
three years"
Except before strangers9 Good
heavensl"
Not at ALL haven't"
"Iiushl here she comesl II cam
meet her."
'she here9 Boshw
turned round and beheld my wife
With gasp fell back q step. Jacl
tore past Kitty and vanished through
the open windows Of the drawins
room.
well, was he reasonablep" aslsc,
Kitty.
could say nothing.
Il hope you were gentle with him
Bob. He's nice boy, though he's
particularly silly one. He meant n,
harm, Bob"
"Was-was-was he-?" STAN
mered "what the dickens does |
mean?n
Only, said Kitty, coming close ul
to me, that he's quite forgotten Clarl
Wilkinson, and"
"Well?D
THAT you've got rather a nice Wife
Bob" she whispered. Ibid you sa,
anything about me, Bob9"
! looked at her for a moment.
"Heavensl'' cried, and rushed int,
the house. That young man would &
and tell oil the club that my wife an,
I-oh, Lordi
Jack, Jack, Jack, you young fooli
l yelled.
The butler appeared.
"Mr Vincent, sir, has just jumpe'
into the aog-cart. sir-it was at thl
door by your orders-and driven of
like mad. lie said he was summonel
to London, sirl''
I sank down in chat. Presentl
Kitty came in. She was laughing.
'0h, dearin she said; land though
you were so nice and considerate il
pretending not TO see itl'' And tn
silly little woman went off into at O
giggliug.
Then told her the opinion Of he
and Of our domestic happiness whic
Jack Vincent was carrying away wit
him. That sobered her; and we bega
to send kilograms. But the youn
rufian Che may break his heart mex
time, and welcomeD had gone straIgh
to the club.
When. / 60 there now they ask ms
sympathetically, II matters are "an
better?" ! know what they mean
Black and White.