St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1896-09-04

TO tell you something. Let us Walk
back to the end of the street. "
IT love you, Hester. | love you"
His low voice penetrated through the
traffic Of the street. II am not young
man, but my feeling for you is deep and
strong enough to last my lifetime, even
unto eternity" He caught the sharp
sob that was choked in her throat
CHESTER" he cried, look at mel Oh,
my darling what is it?'
II am so happyl" she said. "That is
ALL"
How long they walked up and down
|Nthat pavement neither knew. They
were jerked back to the reality Of things
by faint, hoarse voice that seemed to
have sprung out of the darkness beside
them:
paul, for Cod sake, save mel 1t is
the last time I shall trouble you"
go to my house by the back door. I
will join you in ten minutes. "
And, catching at Hester's hand, he
hurried her along.
you are trembling, dearest. That
man has frightened you. He meant no
harm. 1t is my brother. u
your brother?" she gaspe>.. " Light
ming jack your brother?"
"What do you know of Lightning
Jack? Who are your"
"Come with me to my lodgings" she
said family 81 can't tell you here"
Hester Moore sat with her arms
stretched across the table, her head
bowed on them in speeches., fearless
misery. The confidence which she had
withheld so long had been wrung from
her at last.
She was no angel Of charity, but a
person sent from Scotland Yard to track
the burglar lightning Jack.
SO this is our Little Gray Lady! A
human bloodhound paid to hunt down
fallen wretches."
Every word dashed her like whip
In the distress of that hour he was blind
to her pain, blind to justice, blind to
his very love for her.
"Well, your victim is ready at your
hand" he said bitterly to the trembling
representative of Scotland Yard. "Of
course you will do your duty"
He walked from the room without
backward glance. For an instant she re-
manned thus, spiritless and dazed. Then
gradual Indignation worked its way
through her clouded brain.
hn1 CHI tn
tempt, to forfeit happiness? Born Of a
detective father, she had been carefully
trained by the clever parent in certain
intricacies of the profession, and since
his death the work had been to her a
means of livelihood.
The cheap clock on the mantelpiece
struck II, and she raised her face at
last, wondrous pity looking out of her
burning eyes. Why had she considered
only herself? His seeming cruelty ha6
been but the outcome of fear for the
safety of his brotherl
When the dawn showed through the
chinks of the blind, she threw open the
window and leaned out her face in the
chilly breeze.
Hester, l have been waiting for you,
hoping against hope that you did not
60 last night toto Scotland Yard"
1t was Paul Maryland standing on the
pavement. He bent his face close to hers
and whispered.
THANK God" she said, with shaking
lips.
Death had spared her a terrible task.
lightning Jack" had died in delirium
in the arms of his brother.
One of the cleverest lady assistants
attached to Scotland Yard resigned her
post few weeks ago, on the occasion
of her approaching marriage.
The pew opener of tie Southwark
church was heard to remark that Gin
all her ken" no man had ever looked SC
proud of his bride as did the slum-
ming" doctor who brought back the
Little Gray Lady to live with them. -
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