Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1894-01-27
CHAPTER XXI.
A NEW DEVELOPMENT.

NEW DEVELOPMENT.
He shut the street door softly when he
went out, and fell into reverie, sitting on
the stool by the side Of Taras. Uncon-
sciously my eyes closed, and sleep overcame
me. When Mere Lucas step on the stairs
woke me, found my face resting against
the pillow on which Taraslay, and my brow
was moist and warm with his breath. Ihsd
but Just time to collect my daxed senses, to
start to my feet and whip of my crushed
hat and ulster as the old woman entered
"Howp she exclaimed softly, stopping
In amazement. us monsieur MP
He came home very late" faltered Ia
explanation, having failed to prepare my
self for the occasion, land Mr.. Kavanagh
thought 1t better that he should lie here
until-until he wakes"
Dear me, that's very strange" abe mur-
INJURED, approaching the couch In anxtsty.
Then, after regarding him for moment In
silence, her stout sides began to shake, and
she added in q tone Of cheerful satisfaction:
THANK heaven it's NO worse than thati
One has to see such thing with ones own
eyes to believe it, for l never saw him like
this before; but it's odd all the same" and
again she chuckled until, catching sight of
my scared and anxious face, her merriment
was suddenly changed to earnest solicitude-
why, my poor ma'mselle, IL Is you who
are i'll, not the master, and was stupid
enough not to see 1t at the first glance.
You have been sitting up all night and tor
menting yourself about nothing. For, look
you, there is really nothing the matter
with monsieur. He sleeps like child. and
see, his skin Is as fresh and pink as young
girls, and when he wakes up he won't
even have a headache. Go. He has drunk
half bottle too much, that Is all, but that
Is not terrible, and If the wine was good It
Is quite excusable. It's good sign when
a man enjoys life and the COED things In
this world and forgets himself now aud
then In moderation, for tt'H proof that he's
healthy and happy. It's early enough to
be saints when we can no longer be merry.
look YOU Come, each one her turn. You
90 now to your bed and leave the master to
me He shall lie there till he wakes, and
do you sleep till call YOU"
slept all the morning. Mere Lucas was
laughing heartily as l went down stairs,
but Taras was vexed with himself l saw
when we met, and looked only at the seri-
GUS side Of the affair.
II cannot excuse myself, he said. Il can
only feel very sorry for the alarm and aax-
loty nave gwen you.
THAT Is passed; have slept It all away"
said as cheerfully as l could. and IL you
are quite well now there Is nothing to feel
"i am ashamed TO say never felt better
In my life. Mere Lucas tells me that Ksv-
anagh brought me home"
"YeS"
'I have not the slightest recollection OF
anything from the time rose to come home
and found that could not walk steadily
till the moment ] woke on the couch there
with Mere Lucas laughing over me as II 1t
were the pleasRntest thing In the world to
see man level himself with the beasts-or
little lower. Isuppose shall learn more
when Kavanagh comes"
Kavanagh came while we were still at
lunch The first glance shot at Taras and
me assured him that I had not broken my
promise of secrecy, and the tone Of relief in
which he congratulated Taras on looking
20 well was not altogether due to that fact.
"The most unaccountable thing l ever
knew" he said. You seemed to me TO be
drinking even less than you usually drink. "
Thanks" said Taras, with laugh. Il
was ashamed to offer that excuse myself.
| never yet knew an inebriated man who
could not trace his misfortune TO having
drunk rather less than usual"
Kavanagh laughed with him
zone thing, though" he protested, "the
whisky at that place Is infamously bad"
ut seemed to me to have remarkably
queer taste" Taras acquiesced, but that
again, believe. is the habitual experience
of the fallen. / hope did not make my
self particularly obnoxious"
mot bit. You were simply incapable
By the way, this must have fallen from
your pocket" He laid Taras' latchkey on
the table. my man found IL In the brough-