Pawtucket tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 1890-189?, 1895-05-11
JUDGED UNHEARD.

Two men lchncu HRilnhb tno WrltuH Ut-
bio by which he hurricdly sat down. The
younger--an embro M. D.--owing much
OF what success no had attained TO DIR.
Keith, was laughing with his companion,
who Just then exclaimed:
You're an awful scoundrcl, Joycei"
"Oh, come, Mountfort! That's big
word. It's only joke, you know. have
not the least idea who she may be-
"Show IL to Keith" and before Joyce
could demonstrate, Mountfort, handing a
photograph across the table, Said:
Look at that, Keith. Perhaps you
know the originalf Joyce got II today In
answer to matrimopial humbug. Itell
him he Is nm awful cM." F"
IL silence Dudley Keith devourcd every.
lineainent OF the grave, sweet face OF the
girl he had met and loved two months pre-
vious, he the guest OF Colonel Norton and
she the orphan companion of the colonel's
nearest neighbor, Mrs. Annesley.
The girl from whom no had parted ono
month since under tho mutual understand
ing that he would claim an answer to that
as yet, informally spoken question, when
he returned AZ he meant to do now In a
few days time.
Rising to his feet he confronted the two
wondering men:
"You are right" he said between his
teeth "None but a cad would play such "A
low, dishonorable game. Sit down." no
continued to young Joyce, pointing to the
writing materials. Enclose and return this
at once"
And awed by that tone OF authority, the
shame stricken Joyce did his bidding.
And Dudley Keith drove home to his
handsome house In whirl Of anger, scorn
ND In haI OH hnrc
pure so womanly! But she was like all
the rest, ready to sell Observation-Disclosures In
joke or earnest it mattercd nothing.
Half an hour later he flung open his
desk and wrote n letter to Colonel Norton,
excusing himself from accepting his prof
fered hospitality for the next week.
1t Is Mrs. Arnold's cat homo" five years
later. Her gardens are gay with the bril-
liant colors Of nature and of fashion. Sho
herself the gayest of all, rests moment
from her duties rs hostess with her init
mate friend, Harry Joyce, now a qualified
M. ID.
II am surprised to see Keith here" he
was saying. "He is such a rccluse and
veritable misogynist as we'll"
Really Nevertheless once knew him
to pay very marked attention to the COM
panion OF an aunt of mine, but ne failed
nnaccountably to put in an appearance
when expected"
."You don't say 30. should never have
suspected Keith guilty Of Irritation. /
recollcct some years ago he gave me the
greatest taking down ever had in my
life in connection with an unknown lady"
And Harry Joyce related the episode of
the photograph.
"What was it like?" Mrs. Arnold gasped,
as she palcd with fear before sudden
Thoughts
"Oh, an awfully nice looking girl, in
white, holding violin. Whyp What's tho
matter?'
"Oh, what shall dor" family articu-
lated Mrs. Arnold. at was / sent 1t.
never thought of HARM"
And hastily she told how, to enliven the
dullness Of n country visit, she had taken
from her aunts album the photograph Of
her companion and posted it in reply to
an advertisement.
"Just in fun, you know. only wanted
to see what answer would get, but none
came. The photograph was returned at
once, without even one line, as, of course,
you know. Oh, what can doP'
cts awfully awkward" muttered
square account Of the thing; there's no
doubt of that
"You mean-tell DR.. Keithp Obi
Must Ip"
That's it, I'm afraid. You see, It looks
as If it had worked mischief OF course
Keith concluded tho girl had sent it her
self, and the fellows awfully changed
since"
In quiet glade, apart from her other
guests, Mrs. Arnold made her confession,
nerved to the task by the keen sting Of
genuine remorse.
At last he broke the silence.
"Be SO kind as to give me Miss Warren's
address-you mentioned that you knew
It,"
CDR. Smiths private hospital, Harley
street. She is lady superintendent there.
She left my aunt, Mrs. Annesley, four
years ago" faltered Mrs. Arnold.
In the lady superintendent's private
room at the hospital, one hand resting on
the table with unconscious force, DR.. Dud-
ley Keith stands. He has desired the page
to announce him only as "a gentleman
wishing to soc Miss Warren"
With tremendous effort he held himself
perfectly still as she quickly entered and
lifted her dark eyes inquiringly to his
A breathless silence. One low cry, then,
'grasping the back Of a,chair, she stood as
rigidly upright as he. He drew back q
step and extended his arms. "Iwill not
ask you," In low husky tones he said, $50
much as to touch my hand in formal greet
ing until have spoken. 1t will be for you
then to pronounce my doom, but speak /
will, and answer me you must"
And In short, deliberate sentences,
which could not disguise tho passionate
eloquence, he told his story. Then he
waited.
Only for one brief moment. Then, with
trembling steps, but the radiant light of n
great gladness on her beautiful face, she
crossed the room and fell with shudder-
Ing sob on his breast, felt his strong arms
close around her with the quick rapture
of possession, heard his voice In broken
accents whisper In her car:
My darling, mt last tp'-Forgct- Me Not