Union County courier. [volume] (Elk Point, Union County, D.T. [S.D.]) 187?-1913, 1897-09-30

Doctors face-"she said that Ned was in
acknowledgement, serious, dreadful diff
culties-and that ought to ask you to let
me have money to help him"
rs that all: Dear me, that's soon set
tied! will speak to your husband about ;"
will you? Won't you be afraid?"
mo. If you daren't speak to him, I
must. You want to help him Il you can,
don't your
'Oh, yes-oh, yes"
"Very well. then. that's settled, and you
needn't trouble your head any wore about
it,"
"But-"
"Well?"
Lady kildonan--she frightened me py
the way she spoke, looked at me. 1t was
| almost as if l had the money about me,
and she wished to tear it away"
Oh, you are not quite we'll yet! You
are still nervous, fanciful. You must not
let yourself be frightened so easily"
lie Gained her excitement with reassur,
| ing words, and did not leave until he had
restored her to a healthier and brighter
| mood.
That evening. when, as he knew. Cros-
mont would have retired to his study,
Armathwaite called at the house again.
The agent was alone
II nave come to speak to you on 8
delicate matter, Mr. Crosmont," said the
doctor, whea he had been invited to sit
down.
The agent looked at him out of the cor.
ners of his eyes.
We'll, go on he said gruf11y.
Il won't apologize for interfering in the
matter, for believe you will agree with
me that can't help myself"
Il hate apologies. Get to the point"
Lady kildonan".-the usual change
came upon Crosmont at the name; he
became preternaturally quiet-''called up.
on Mrs. Crosmont yesterday and told he1
you we're in want of money, but did moi
like to ask her for it."
And what did my wife say? Said she
wouldn't give it me, if she had any sense
She asked me to speak to you about it
and to ask If it was true"
| with the object"
"Of getting you out of your dilicultivu
| If you were in any"
| Crosmont began to walk up and down
the small space at his command, with
his usual heavy tread, hanging his head
and evidently much disturbed.
! What shall tell herr" Armathwaite
asked at last.
"Tell her she's fool" said Crosmon,
roughly: but even in his coarse words and
| tone there were signs of kindlier emo
ton. NO, tell her." he said, stopping
short and lowering his voice, that if l
were in difficulties her money would get
me out of, I'd take it. No, no, better tell
her nothing he added in a harder voice
NO good to get spooney on her now"
And again he began to march up and
| down the little room with a reckless air.
Armathwaite rose. much moved, and lean.
| ed against the mantepiece in his turn
"Why is it no good:" he asked, in low,
| mellow voice. Il should say it was good,
| very good, to take the first opportunity ia
| get right when one has somehow got
| wrong. You'll be wreck before you
know where You are at the rate you're
| going
Il am a wreck" said Crosmont shortly,
| stopping to frown at him. I'm not going
to abuse you. don't believe you're a
bad fellow. But you must mind your own
| business. And l think that-after to.
| day"-he seemed to get the words out
| with difficulty--''you had better discon.
tnue your visits for the present. Only
for the present, mind. IL am going to
take your advice, and be doctor myself to
my wife. IL am obliged to you for your
| services. though, very much obliged. And
| shall! send for you again before long"
! On consideration of this scene with the
agent and it's result, Armathwaite resolv.
1 cd 70, 70, Tho
| try to learn there the reason of his abrupt
dismissal. On the following afternoon,
| therefore, he made pretext to call at
| the great house, and see the philologist.
After few minutes conversation with
| Lord kildonan, who was always much de.
| lighted by visit from his favorite, hs
fanc;ed he had made discovery. For
the old Scotchman, while commenting
with some anxiety upon the appearance OF
| work on words which seemed to have
usurped some of his own ground, said that
| he would get Ned Crosmont to obtain il
for him in Liverpool, as he was going ny
| there that evening. Whereupon Arma.
thwaite grew suddenly silent, stupid, and
unsympathetic upon the subject of pnIl-
ology, looked at his watch. and presently
| took his leave with some abruptness.
1t was half-past four O'clock Cros-
mont never started on his journey to Liv.
erpool Until after dark. The only two late
trains from Branksome were the Clio and
the 7:4O, therefore it would be by one OF
these that he would 60.
II may be in time to give him a warn.
ing word" thought Frank, as he hurried
along the road toward Mereside.
Go be continued.)