The Red Cloud chief., 1896-07-17

the last moment did her no rood with
him. rather it increased his passionate.
grtevIug anger that is tearing his heart
in two. False she was TO her very
core. Aud weak AZ false. False to
both.
\ heavy sigh breathing from hi.
companions whitr tips ut this mumrn,
wakes him from his stormy rcvcrio.
lie turns to hcr.
\ sta" or two have pierre Il the
heavens, dusk by thi, time. and there.
on the left. IA pale. still crescent is
stealing t. it, throne Diana. a very
young Dana, Is awake at last.
"Wdc the pale dclugc floats"
Slowly up from behind the hill beyond
she m shedding glory on the
earth with each slow, trailing step.
"ilow like "A queen comes forth the lovely
moon,
From the slow opening cartaiuS Of the
clouds.
Walking in beauty to her midnight throne d"
She gives Ankctell the chance OF see
ing how his companion looks.
Cold, shivering, chilled to her
hearts core. Her pretty face Is not
only sad. but blue; her iit,lo hands,
lying glovoloSs (what had she done
with her glovcsp) on the rug, look
s~hruukcu To even smaller u menslon-
than usual. aud are trembling. A
sharp pang contracts Aultetclts throat
'tlou are cold a V he, in "A tons so
ley that no wonder she shivcrs.afrcsh
mo. no. says she hastily, through
chsttcring teeth.
You must be- says he angrily,
with only that litto thin Jacket on
you. Here" (pulling up with decided
violence IA warm plaid from under the
soat) put this on you"
Il would rather rot" said she,
making an effort to rcpulsc him.
Put il III directly says he, SO
fiercely thai she gives in without
another word. Ia twining it around
her his hand comes in contact with
hers. Your hands are like icc.'
saws he, his voice once again breath
ing fury. What do You NEAR by it,
Was there no rug, that you shou Il
thus be dy ny Of cold?'
II dou't mind the cold; | don't think
OF it, says she wear ly.
Then think OF il now. put your
hands under the rug instantly"
His manner Is really almost unbe ar
able; but Miss McDermot has got TO
such a low cbb that she has not TIE
courage 10 resent it. He pulls up the
rug.
'Cover them at once" says he. and
she mcekly obeys him. What does it
mattcr?--it j. all over between him
and her. II Is quite plain to her that.
even if ignorant Of this evenings work.
he still dctcsts her. His tone, manner,
entire air, convince her Of that. Well,
she will giv1 him an opportunity OF
honorably getting rid OF her. She
will tell him OF her intention OF run
ming away with Eyre. That will 40
it, He is Just the sort Of a man ia
stick to his wo d through thick and
thin, however hateful the task may be.
Bat whel no hears that she dclibcrat :
~ meant to run away with some one
else? Oh, was it deliberate? She
will tell MIN. but not now. To-mor-
row. perhaps. No (sternly)-to-mor.
row, certainly. lie is coming to dine
with them, and after dinner. in the
drawing room, she a then give him
the opportunity of releasing himself
from This unfortunate engagement.
How glad he will be! how
Ankctcll owe uneasily in his seat
What Is that little soft. sad, broken
heart d sound that rs fallen on his
ears? Dulcinca is c~rying--so much Is
plain. Not nOisily, n It obtruSivcly-
IL is, irdccd, a stincd, a desperately
stinel sob, that bctrayS.
Il am afrai you are unhoppy about
= =, 10. " l. -
He is frowning. Fretting for that
damned fellow, he tells himself, and
the thought does not throw oil upon
tho waters. lie seems t0 pause for a
reply. hut Eonc coming he goes on.
$50 fret about anything is fo'ly.' say
he hardly. There il IA way out o
most difficulties, ! daro sly YOU vii
find n out Of yours
This lost lover she is crying for
this lover lost by her own fear OF sac.
riilcing too mu,n for him may be re.
gained. No doubt, eurbaiucd by her
lovely face, he will be glad to be re-
called. She can write to him. AID la
will respond warmly. And he Is q
man of means. Once Tho McDermoi
had been told that lie, Arketeil. dc.
clincs 10 carry out the engagement,
with his daughter. tho old mar will be
pleas ii enough to give her to Eyre
who has incidentally good prospects.
As for Dulcinoa, ter sobs h We now
ceasad entirely. Ankctclls last words
have struck II chill {, her heart. lie
is MT in touch with her. lie feels
nothing for her. Her distress causes
him 70 pam. 1t is impossi le he
should know OF her unfortunate aHa /
with Eyre; and yet oncc again hci
! cart dies within nrr. That terrible
doubt returns. II was $ etched, n I
killed. Her tears dry upon her 10,
cheeks. This is no limo for tears. II
ii he " : at the sta ion when she ar,
rived, and Tad seen her meeting with
Eyre without Andy! o. no, no! Any,
thing but / At
CHAPTER XII.
"Fortune's wings are made o. Time,
feathers, which stay not whilst one ma,
measure them