The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1895-01-02
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be foggy, drilling morning they
urned TO Birchespool, for the next
day would reopen the session, and Pro
fessor Ainslie Grey prided himself upon
having never once in his life failed to
appear in his lecture room at the very
troke of the hour. Miss Ada Grey vel
omed them with a constrained cordial
tty and handed over the keys Of Office to
the new mistress. Mrs. Grey pressed
her warmly to remain, but she explained
that she had already accepted an invita-
(tion which would engage her for some
months. The same evening she departed
fer the south Of England.
A couple of days later the maid ca
ried card just after breakfast into the
library, where the professor sat revising
his morning lecture. It announced the
|,earrival of Dr.. James IcNurdo
[)'Brien. Their meeting was efuslveiy
,enial on the part Of the younger man
md coldly precise on that of his former
teacher.
ssYou sec there have been changes, -
aid the professor.
$50 T heard. Miss Grey told me in
letters. and read the notice in The
ttish Medical Journal So it's really
c-ied you are. How quickly and
: .etly you have managed it all!'
I am constitutionally averse to any
ng in the nature of show or ceremony.
- nv wife is a sensible woman-I may
IN go to the length of saying that, for
: woman, she is abnormally sensible
quite agreed with me in the course
.ich I have adopted. -
"And your research on vallisneria?"
ssThis matrimonial incident has in
rrupted it, but I have resumed my
lasses, and we shall soon be quite in
= harness again. -
81 must see Miss Grey before I leave
England. We have corresponded, and
hink that all will be well. She must
lone out with me. Idon' think could
without her
The professor shook his head "Your
,ture is not so weak as you pretend, "
said "Sexual questions Of this sort
re, after all, quite subordinate to the
reat duties of life. -
O'Brien smiled. "You would have
me take out my Celtic soul and put in
"a Saxon one," he said. s'Either my
rain is too small OF my heart is too big.
;ut when may I call and pay my re-
,pects to Mrs. Grey? Will she be at
home this afternoon:''
''She is at home now. Come into the
! aorning room. She will be glad to
make your acquaintance.
They walked across the linoleum paved
ball. The professor opened the door of
the room and walked in, followed by
nis friend Mrs. Grey was sitting in
basket chair by the window, light and
'airylike, in a loose flowing pink morn
ing gown. Seeing a visitor, she rose and
|wept toward them. The professor heard
dull thud behind him. O'Brien had
lien back into chair, with his hand
essed tight to his side. 'Jinnyr' ne
,sped; "JJinny"'
Mrs. Grey stopped dead III her adj
ance ard stared at him with q face
rom which every expression had been
strucl1 oct, save one Of utter astonish-
ment and horror Then, with q sharp
intaking OF the breath, she reeled and
would have fallen had not tie professor
thrown his long, nervous arm roand
her
Try this sofa, " said he. She sank
back ac.ong tie cushions with the same
white, cold, dead lock upon her face
The professor stood with his back to
the empty fireplace and glanced from
one TO the other.
$50, O'Brien, y he said CT last, ''you
have already E&do the acquaintance Of
rly wife
.SYour wife, cried his friend hoarse-
lly. Size IS no wife Of yours God help
me, she IS my wife!"'
The professor stood rigidly upon the
hearth rug. His long thin fingers We're
intertwined, and his head had sunk
little forward. His two companions had
yes only for each other.
JIMMY said he.
james,
How could YOU leave me so, jimmy:
How cculd you have the heart to do it:
thought you Were dead. l mourned
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