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her. He was pale, too, but cool. He I'M
derstood the case instantly. He made
up his mind instantly also as to what
ought to be-must be-done.
"Well, mother" he said, sit is
about Frank. But he is all right-that
is, he is alive and we'll i'll body. But
he has arranged hateful little embar-
rassment for us. He is married"
''Marriedp' said his mother family.
ooh, poor Lady Agnesp'
Marion shifted little viciously at
this.
Married. Married." said his father.
"Well, what about it, Ell? What about
it?'
The mother wrung her hands. ooh,
know it is something observation-disclosures
full! He has married some horrible wild
person OF something"
Richard, miserable as he was, re-
manned calm. "Well," said he, 81
don't know about her being horrible.
Frank is silent ON that point, but she is
wild enough-a wild Indian, in fact. "
''Indianl Indian! Good God, red
nigger!' cried General Armour barsh-
ly, starting to his feet.
can Indian! A wild Indianp' Mrs
Armour whispered family as she drop
ped into a chair.
''And she'll be here in two or three
days'' f1uttered Marion Historically.
Meanwhile Richard had hastily pick
ed up The Times. ''She is due here the
day after tomorrow, he said deliber-
ately. Frank is as decisive as he is
rash. Well, it is melancholy tit for
tat. -
"What do you mean by tit for tat?''
cried his father angrily.
ooh, mean that-that we tried to
hasten Julia's marriage with the other
fellow, and he is giving us one in re-
turn, and you will all agree that it's
pretty permanent one. !"
The old soldier recovered himself and
was beside his wife in an instant. He
took her hand. Don't fret about it,
wife," he said. cts an ugly bust
ness, but we must put up with it. The
boy was out of his head. We are old
now, my dear, but there was time
when we should have resented such
thing as much as Frank, though not in
the same fashion perhaps-not in the
same fashion. The old man pressed
his lips hard to keep down his emotion.
ooh, how could he, how could he!"
said his mother. 1--WE meant every
thing for the best.
sit is always dangerous business
meddling with lovers affairs, !" rejoined
Richard. Lovers take themselves very
seriously indeed, and-well, here the
thing is Now, who will go and fetch
her from Liverpool? I should say that
both my father and my mother ought
to CO."
Thus Richard took it for granted that
they would receive Franks Indian wife
into their home He intended that, SO
far as he was concerned, there should
be no doubt upon the question from the
beginning.
'Neverl She shall never come herew
said Marion with flashing eyes. ga COM
mon squaw, with greasy hair and blan-
kets and big mouth and black teeth, who
eats with her fingers and grunts! If she
does, if she is brought to Greyhope,
will never show my face i'll the world
again. Frank married the animal
Why does he ship her home to us? Why
didn't he come with her? Why does he
not take her to home of his own and
not send her here to turn our house into
a menagerie?"
Marion drew her skirt back, as if the
common squaw, with her blankets and
grease, was at that moment near her.
"Well, you see, " continued Richard,
"that is just it. As said, Frank ar
ranged this little complication with a
trifing amount of malice. No doubt he
didn't come with her because he wished
to test the family loyalty and hospital
ity, but postscript to his letter says
that his solicitor has instructions to
meet his wife at Liverpool and bring
her on here i'll case we fail to show her
proper courtesy. "
General Armour here spoke. "He has
carried the war of retaliation very far
indeed, but men do mad things when
their blood is up, as have seen often.
That doesn't alter our clear duty i'll the
matter. If the woman We're bad or
shameful, it would be different thing.
If''--
Marion interrupted, "She has ridden
bareback across the continent like a
jockey--like a common jockey-and she
wears blanket, and she doesn't know
a word of English, and she will sit on
the floor
"Well," said her father, "all these
Il. I,
taught better. -
Joseph, how can your" said Mrs.
Armour Indignantly. "She cannot-she
shall not come here. Think of Marion!
Think of our position" She hid her
troubled tear stained face behind her
handkerchief. At the same time sho
grasped her husbands hand. She knew
that he was right. She honored him in
her heart for the position he had taken,
but she could not resist the natural i'm
pulse of a woman where her taste and
convention were shocked.
The old man was very pale, but there
was no mistaking his determination.
He had been more indignant than any
of them at first, but he had an unusual
sense of justice when he got face to
face with it, as Richard had here helped
him to do "We do not know that the
woman has done any wrong, he said,
GAS for our name and position, they,
thank God, are where mad marriage
cannot unseat them. We have had much
prosperity in the world, my wife. We
have had neither death nor dishonor.
WEI