The morning times., 1895-08-05
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in seeing what she was doing, and knocked
over a vase and wiped up the water before
she looked up and answered him.
Il would never be so stupid as to pity
you, because I admire your pluck too
much" she said And what i wanted,
i'll OF well, you would do for me, Con. 1
know that"
I'D have try for it, said Con, quietly.
During the next fortnight he managed 10
discover a good many OF the odd Jobs to
which she had referred, and among other
small services fastened the daily letter by
twenty minutes by fetching IL himself in
stead Of awaiting the delivery. At the
end OF fortnight 1t suddenly ceased. and 1t
worried Con 70 see how its non arrival dis
tTessed her. He did not need TO ask IL
there were anything wrong since the hurt
amazement she stroye so lard 10 hide was
ample proof, but on the fourth day, when
she had gone down 20 the post-office with
him and again been unrewarded, ne gath
cred up his courage and frally spoke.
rs he Ill, Miss FarTar?''
No" she said, sharply, che is quite
well. / have heard OF him through my
cousins. Why do you ask2''
Con stood awfuny silent. inwardly
abusing himself the while for a blockhead,
and when he ventured 10 glance toward
her was terribly dismayed TO find she
1ad put her hG-ds TO her face and that
tears We're dropping through the parted
knees beside her. No need to teach him
this, for no practiced lover could have
been thrown INTO deeper agony OF sym
pathy.
Dear, dear Miss Farrar All, don't
cryl I'd give my life to make you happy
shall | 90 over 10 England and find out
what Is the matter? Bruce would come.
know or shall / wire 10 my guardian?
You VIII make yourself i'll"
He was new at the task Of ConsoIng,
and such was the awe IN which his
divinity held him that he dared not even
lay a finger upon the crOuching. fearful
figure. But she understood, and soon dried
her eyes and smiled at him.
Il did not tell you before. because
knew you would be sOrry." she said,
but we leave MartiSny tomorrow. and
uncle changes the route so often that I
should very likely miss his letters even
If he sent them. II is foolish for me to
cry, Con, but his people wanted him 70
marry richer woman, and il frightens
me lest they should come bet ween US after
all"
You must telegraph % him at once. ana
then he VIII answer before you start. ." Cor
answered eagerly and he was so fun OF this
ending to her anxiety and so sure that the
letters had mlsCaTrIed, that his CheerinesS
took effect, aud the day was lived through
very tolerably.
But on the morrow. when, the heavy
trunks having been stacked on 70 the top
or the hotel omnibus, the passengers began
climbing into the interior, Miss Farrar's
fortitude was soreIy strained. for sim there
was neIfhe letter nor telegram.
Con she said inplOringly. do me one
last krdDesS- / am sure We shall get TO
the station q quarter Of an hour too soon
for the omnibus always does. Go 10 ths
pOstorfiCe again and il it's there bring ID
after me. Go slowly, there is plenty Of
time"
The boy nodded and started off in the
sultry sunshine, 10 do her bidding but when
/ he reached the office he found that the
| quarter OF an hour on which she had
! counted existed only on the face OF the
1 MOTEL clock. Bat here was the telegram
! just arrived the clerk said. sWuUteD
| every day. l. Con tore il out OF the
mau's hand. She would be happy now
\ He glanced down the white stretch OF road
/ which led TO the station. with his heart
\ beating unevenIy in his excitement and at,
/ that moment the whistle was heard or
! the approaching train. Con began 70 run.
| The gUssipS OF Martiguy sun speak OF
4 the lightning speed with which he covered
! the ground and flung the message into the
/ carriage window as the Tram began 10
1 move, aud then they point the moral to
l sucl Iooihardlness by an account OF the
! pitiable condition in which he vas car
! RED back TO the hotel
| Half dozen OF the servants. at least
! Offered 10 remain with the DYING lad and
| stern Calyiuist forced his way into the
| bedroom 70 harauEIJe him on the sinfuIness
| or having thrown away his life but Con
! lay unconscious OF them. He heard them
/ there, shadows Of some sort, but all the
/ faculties which We're not absorbed by the
/ pam were stFaiuing 70 remember how she
! had looked as she seized the papers and
/ said. God bless yOur'
| The curls upon his forehead grew damper
| with the perSpiratiOa born or his suffer-
/ inGs. He wondered If those other fellows
/ would hear Of his run or whether they
| would think him Miss Couny' to the end
/ He wished he could have her flower buried
/ with him, but Mr. Bruce had not come in
/ yet and there was 10 one else to ask
| And then all these disiointed thoughts
! We're swallowed up in silent endeavor to
/ bear, which was emerged, said the IgnOrauJ
/ watchers, in deIirium, for at the last he
/ spoke in q clear whisper They did not
| understand him. but this is what he said
| She'll never know about me. I'm glad
/ OF that God bless YOU
| He smiled family, and a little Servant-
/ maid, who had been sObbiuE upon her knees,
| ceased abruptly, with renewed hope
| ''Si monsieur dort, peut-etre." she whis-
! pered
/ Bat there was no longer a perhaps
. for Con The blessing had been gained
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