The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1895-08-10
money for him at the theatre, and a man.
aoer mot an IrishmAn thank Goll WIN

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money for him al the theatre, and a manA
ager mot an lrishman, thank Cody who
refuses to engage you-atter your acting
has filled his dirty pockets in past days
Doesn't your bright Imagination see it all
nowi My old friend, Arabella, ready and
anxious to serve me-and q sinking at this
poor fellows heart when he knew, If he
once lost the trace Of you, he might lose il
forever-there's the situation, as they call
it on the stage. l wish could say for my
self what l may say for Mrs. Vimpany.
It's such a pleasure to q clever woman to
engage in a little deceive can blame
her, can WEI"
Iris protested gently against a code of
ceit among the privileges of the sex. Lord
Harry slipped through her fingers with
the admirable Irish readiness: he agreed
with Miss Henley that he WAS entirely
wrong.
"And don't spare me while you're about
that shameful stratagem on my shoulders.
1t was a despicable thing tt do. When 1
had you watched | acted in u mauuer-I
won't say unworthy OF Il gentleman; have
| been a gentleman sine ] first ran away
from homer Why, it's even been said my
gentleman; and small wonder. too, after
the company I've kept. All, we'll! Pm
OIL again, darling. on a sea voyage. VIII
you forgive ms now or will you wait till
| come back. If j do come back? God
knows", he dropped Gu his knees and
kissed her hand. Anyway" he said;
whether ! live OF whether l die, it will be
some consolation to remember that l ask
ed your ~par1on-and perhaps got It,"
Take it, Harry; | can't help forgiving
youl"
She had lone her best to resist him,
and lha haA pnSyrara1 in, ithaca rnarcifu1
| words.
The effect was visible, p%erilously visible,
as he rose from his knees. Her one chance
of Keeping the distance between them, on
which she had been too weak to insist,
was not to encourage him by silence.
Abruptly. desperately, she made a COM
monplace inquiry about his proposed voy-
age. Tell me-" she resumed, where are
you going when you leave England,"
oh, to find money, dear, if | can-to
pick up diamonds, or to hit on u mine Of
gold, and so forth"
The hne observation of Iris detected
something not quite easy in his manner
as he made that repiy. He tried to change
the subject; she deliberately returned to
it. Your account of your raveling-plans
is rather vague" she told him. DO you
know when you are likely to return,"
He took her hand. One of the rings on
her fingers happened to be turned the
wrong way. He set it in the right position,
and discovered an opal. "Ah! the unlucky
stonel' he cried. and turned it back again
out OF sight. She drew away her hand.
II asked you," she persisted, when you
expect to returns"
BE laughed-not so gavly as usual.
How do l know shall ever get backs"
he answered. Sometimes the seas turn
traitor, and sometimes the savages. 1
life | can't expect my luck to last forever"
He made a second attempt to change the
subject. II wonder whether you're likely
to pay another visit to Irelaudi My cot
taSe is entirely at your disposal. Iris,
dear. Oh, when pm out of the way, of
fancy when you saw it. You will find it
well taken care of, i answer for that"
Iris asked who was taking care of his
cottage.
The wild lords face saddened. He hes.
ftated, rose from his chair restlessly and
walked away to the window, returned and
made up his mind to reply.
MY dear, you know her. She was the
old h~ousekeeper at"
His voice failed him. He was unable. or
unwilling, to pronounce the name of Ar
thurs farm.
Knowing. it is needless to say, that he
alluded to Mrs. Lewson, Iris warmly COM
mended him for taking care of her old
nurse. AT the same time, she remembered
the unfriendly terms in which the house
keeper had alluded TO Lord Harry when
they had talked of him.
Did you find no difficulty" she asked,
"in p~ersuading Mrs. Lewson to enter your
services"
"oh, yes, plenty of difficulty: 1 found my
bad character in my way, MS usual" 1t
was a relief to him. at that moment, to
talk OF Mrs. Lewson; the Irish humor and
the Irish accent both asserted themselves
In his reply. The curious old creature
told me to my face | was a scamp. took
leave to remind her that it was the duty
Of a respectable person, like herself, to re-
form scamps; | also mentioned that l was
going away, and she could be master and
mistress. too, on my small property. That
softened her heart towards me. You will
mostly find old women amennble. il you
get at them by way of their dignity. Be-
sides, there WAS another lucky circum-
stance that helped me. The neiRhbor-
hood OF ray cottage has some attraction
for Mrs. Lewson. She didn't say particu-
larly what 1t was-and l never asked her
to tell me-"
Surely you might have guessed it.
without being ole. Iris reminded him.
Arthur's memory-and Arthur's grave is
not far from your cottage"
Don't speak Of him"
1t was said loudly. percmptorily, pas.
sionately. He looked at her with angry
establishment in his face. You loved him
] WIZ ~ CAV S"h Joo cPVtbN VA nm
quietlyi The noblest, truest, sweetest
man that ever the heavens looked on,
foully assassinated. And the wretch who
murdered him still living. free-oh, what
is Gods providence aboutt-is there no
retribution that will follow hims no just
hand that will revenge Arthur's death9"
AS those fierce words escaped him, he
was no longer the easy, gentle, joyous
creature whom Iris had known aud loved.
The furious passions Of the Celtic race
gltttered savagely in his eyes, aud changed
to a gray, horrid pallor the healthy color
that was natural to his face. ooh! my
temper. my temper!' he cried, rs Iris
shrank from him. She hates me now
and no wonder" He staggered away from
her, aud burst into a convulsive fit Of cry.
vine compassion, mastered the carthlier
emotion of terror In the great henrt of the
N who loved him. She followed him
and laid her hand caressingly on his shoul.
der.
~ don't hate you, my dear" she said.
II am sorry for Arthur-aud, oh, 50 sorry
for your. lie caught ner in his arms.
His gratitude. his repentance. his silent
farewell were all expressed in 4 last kiss.
1t was a moment never to be forgotten
to the end of their lives. Aud before she
had left her.
She called him back, through the open
door. He never returned; he never even
replied. She ran to the window, ant
threw 1t up-and Just in time to see him
signal to the carriage aud leap into 1t
Her horror OF the fatal purpose that was
but too plainly rooted In him-her convic-
ton that he was on the track OF the ussas
sin, self=deyoted to exact the terrible pen
atty OF blood for blood-emboldened hel
to Insist on being heard. Come back
she cried. ~ must, l will, speak witt
you"
He waved his hand to her with agesturt
of despair. Start your horses" he shout
ed to the coachman. Alarmed by his voice
and his look, the man asked where hi
should drive to. Lord Harry pointed
furiously to the onward road. Drive
he answered, ITO the Devil!''
EN- OF TIL FIRST PERIOD.
THE SECOND PERIOD.
CHAPTER XIII.-1Ris AT HOME,