The San Francisco call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1895-1913, 1895-05-12

ease. Leale, too had been listening
eagerly for her step on the porch without,
and unable to control his longing to see
and speak with her, despite her palpable
efforts to avoid him, he had early taken
his leave and gone forth in search. Ellis,
slipping from the parlor into the dining
room, had thence managed to go to her
own little chamber, for a moment or two
to herself. Whatever doubt remained as
to the justice of her suspicious up to din
ner time that evening, it was banished now
and her heart was hard against Ormsby
that he should have so braved and de-
ceived her. Looking out from her window
she could see much of the walk in front of
Officers Row, but not sign of Helen
Daunton. The clouds had thickened, the
moonlight had grown DINNER all of sud-
den. Once more the snow was sitting
down. She could not dream where Helen
had gone.
1t was desperate woman who stole
silently out of the little army home and
intercepted Lieutenant Farrar at the gate
In few words she made known her errand
and asked for the note Mr.. Ormsby had
placed in his hand, and Will for the first
time remembered it. He had slowed it in
the pocket of the overcoat he was wearing.
as he returned with Ormsby from the
coloneFs, and was compelled to run back
indoors again to find it, Absorbed though
he was in his own trouble, Will could not
but remark how strange it seemed that his
mothers companion should be seeking,
and Ormsby sending, those mysterious
notes at night. He made such explana-
ton and excuse as he could, however.
then hurried away. With nervous fingers
Helen counted over the money in the
envelope. Two hundred dollarsl Orms-
by was indeed generous. Then, des-
perate, determined, and thoughtles
of the military crime she was about
to urge, upon her husband, thinking only
OF the dreadful menace his presence was to
the trends, who had harbored and shell
tered her, she sped away up the row, and,
turning through the broad open space near
the colonePs quarters, came out upon the
snow-covered brow OF the heights over
hanging the silent, icebound stream. and
there, barely hundred feet away. the dim
outlines OF that huge, hulking figure could
be seen. She knew it only too Well-knew
IL at glance. Graice was standing on
post at the moment, listening, apparently,
10 some Ialnt, distant sounds of maudlin
resGiry mat rose from the unhallowed
walls OF Bunko Jim's, beyond the Platte,
with one brief muttered prayer to heaven
ior guidance and strength, she sped across
the snowy expanse and was at his side be-
Iore ne could either halt or challenge. He
never mad time to speak before, impetu-
ously she began:
hoyle Farrar, must speak to YOU here
ana now. Ii your being here meant only
Danger and harm to me you might do your
worst and | would bear it. You are here
under a false name. Your life has so
changed you that as yet no one has recog-
nlzed you, but it cannot last, and then
5nere Will be bitter shame and, perhaps,
oeatn that would lie at your door--your
Ppotner's, your. poor. gentle mothers,
belief that you are no longer alive to bring
further disgrace to your fathers name"
But now he had partially recovered him
sell and angrily interrupted: SIS it my
1ault I'm here? Did I suppose of all
cursed places they'd send me to it would
pc here, to be ordered about by my cub of
brother, to see my noble captain making
love to my"