The Brunswick times. [volume] (Brunswick, Ga.) 188?-1900, 1897-12-19

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she did not know it.
"Elenore He advanced half way to
her. The girl with whom he had been
talking looked after him with dumb
sorrow in her plaintivo eyes. Elenore
Moyne turned and met him squarely.
Her face was whittier than ever, bat
certain lard light had settled over it.
You failed 10 tell me what those
certain things involving your friends
honor We're" she said cuttingly. Il III
fer that, too, was Intentional, as was
also this pretty little rustic idyl-a sort
of AS You Like It for my benefit. AL
low me to remind you, Mr.. Escherling,
that you have ovcrstepped yourself. "
She bowed with slight contempt as she
finished talking, and, gathering her
skirts i'll one hand, advanced to the car
riage. Escherling, in mute despair,
stood rooted to the spot Some one
touched him on the arm. It was Esther.
Let us so now," she said tenderly
with silent compassion. But he did nou
move. Elenoro was stepping into the
victoria. High in the air above long
expanse of string fioated whimsically,
following huge, white object which
menaced the tree tops and the roofs OF
the cafes. A violent gust of wind seized
it in a spiral coil, and with o whirring
noise bore it to the earth. 1t alighted
on the head of one Of the Moyne horses,
and at the blow the leader gave one
plunge and dragged tie other In its
frenzy down the driveway. Escherling
was aghast at the suddenness of it all,
as were the other hystanders. Only Ele-
more was i'll the vehicle, her face blood
less and distorted with fear. There was
the swan pond directly before them,
leading to the lake. She cast one ago
nized glance over the crowd Of faces A
hasty bump against a tree threw off the
coachman and left tho reins blown to
the breeze.
Eschreling was telling himself that
he had nothing to lose now, but he was
wondering if she would think of him.
Then he realized that another moment
might mean death to her, and he holted
pellmell through the group in hot pur-
suit to head them off. A woman ran
rapidly after him and held him by the
arm-but he shook her off madly. He
saw the girl on the cushions turn all at
once to him. In that brief space her
eyes met his, repcntant and fearful.
Guy GuyP' she screamed. "Savo
mel" She had thought of him after all.
With one bound he cleared the inter
vening space, caught at the bride and
pulled the enraged animals hotly to-
ward the earth, checking their progress
SO violently that the carriage tottered
in the air.
She was safe. Thank God for that!
Beyond few scratches the carriage
was unhurt, and some distance back
kindly hands had rescued the coach
man. It was all over now. Escherling
restored the reins to the drivers hands
and turned to 60 He would have risk
ed his life again for another fearful
glance from her eyes. But instead, feel
ing suddenly proud as she uttered no
thanks to him, he sought out Esther,
who, breathless and despairing, had
watched the entire occurrence.
Mr.. Escherling - he heard his name
called in the cold voice again. He did
not turn around. The veriest beggar,
he told himself, would have thanked
him warmly. The rustic of a woman s
skirts as she alighted from carriage
caught his ear, and her light swift
tread over the sward behind him. But
still he paid no attention to it.
"Mr. Escherling! Guyn
He veered half way toward her; she
was biting her lips to keep the tears
back. He looked carelessly over her.
"I-1-want to thank-you, she
cried brokenly, "I-I"-
lido not wish your thanks, Elencre, .
he said cruelty II would have 944t
the same for any one else"
MISREPRESENTATION life to saye
mine-my very worthless one" she said
hurriedly, nerving herself to be calm,
ACKNOWLEDGMENT rather die-tl,a7
have you-die," she ended inarticn.
larly, with little sob. He faced her,
almost afraid to trust himself.
"And those-other things which in
volved my friends honor?' he asked,
sparing her nothing.
"I-I do not care, " she sobbed. "He
could do nothing dishonorable and
wrong. He-he-you--will you-drive
home with me?''
eff you will let him explain that
affair relating to his honor Escher-
ling's heart was beating SO that it was
with difficulty that he spoke. "He-he
will not go back unless you will trust
him and believe him. Will you, Ele-
nore?''
She bowed her head slowly. She
could not speak Regardless Of the Gu
rious eyes watching them beyond, Es-
cherling stepped to her and touched the
violets at her throat. "There is one
more deception" he said, his hand
trembling; her face was SO near that he
had to look away with resolution.
"I-I-know it, " she said uncertain
~. II recognized then" and she led
him across the soft grass to where the
carriage stood, and as they drove off,
living only in each others presence. o
woman's figure walked, as if fatigued,
over to the entrance, her face drawn
and pale, but in her eyes the light Of a
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