The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1897-01-10
CHAPTER XIV.


When young Marsten reached the
waned-in house at Wimbledon ne
found mat Sartwell had indeed paid
little attention to the wishes Of his
chief. and had left for the works at
his usual hour in The morning MT
Hope had evidently not put his loot
down firmly enough when he told the
manager not TO go to his office next
day.
Marsten stood hesitatingly on the
doorstep, not knowing exactly the best
thing TO do After the events Of yes
terday there was some difficulty about
seeking an interview with the man
ager at his office.
Mrs. SartwelPs not home either,
said the servant, noting his indeclslon;
but Miss Sartwen is in the garden.
Perhaps you would ike to see her?
Perhaps, The young mans pulses
beat faster at the mere mention or her
name. He had tried to convince him
self that he fingered there through dis
appointment at finding the manager
away from home, but he knew that all
his faculties were alert to catch sight
or sound of her. lie hoped 10 hear
her voice, to get a glimpse of her, how
ever fleeing. He wanted nothing so
much on earth at that moment as TO
speak with heT-to touch her hand
but he knew that if he met her, and
the meeting came to her fathers
knowledge. it would kindle SartwelPs
fierce resentment against him and un-
doubleday jeopardiZe his mission. Sart-
Well would see in his visit to Wimble
don nothing but ruse TO obtain an
interview with the girl. BraUnt had
trusted him, and had sent him off with
a hearty godspeed; the fate of eXasper-
might depend on his success Women
and children might starve to pay for
five minutes delightful talk with Edna
Sartwell- No such temptation had
ever confronted him before and he put
II away from him with a faint and
wavering hand.
No" h. said, with a sigh, lit was
Mr.. Sartwen [ wanted 10 see. L viii
call upon him at his office"
The servant closed the door with a
bang. Surely he did not need 10 take
all that time, keeping her standing
there TO say No
The smallness Of a word, however,
bears little relation TO the difficulty
there may be in pronouncing it. Yet
the bang Of the door resulting from
his hesitation brought about the very
meeting he had with much reluctance
resolved 20 foregO. 1t is perhaps hard
~ complimentary 10 SartWell to state
that, when his daughter heard the door
shut so emphatically, she thought her
father had returned. and that some
thing had gone wrong. Patience was
rot among Sartwens virtues, and
when his wife. actuated solely by a
strict sense Of duty, endeaVOreG to
point out to him some of his numerous
failinSs. the man, instead of being
grateful. often terminated a converse
ton intended entirely for his own good
by violently Slamlning the door and
betaking himself to the breezy COM
mon, where a person may walk for
many miles without going twice over
the same path.
The girl ran toward the front of the
house, on hearing the noisy closing of
the door. and was far from being re-
assured when she recognized 1Iarsten
almost at the gate. That something
had happened 10 her father instantly
flashed across her mind. She fieetIy
overlook the young man. and his evil
dent agitation on seeing her, confirmed
her fears.
oh, Mr.. Marsten," she cried. breath
lessiy, lis there anything wrong? Has
there been more trouble at the works?''
No; / don't think so" he STAN
mered.
I feel sure something is anliss. Tell
me, tell me. Don't keep me in sus-
pense''
I think everything is all right"
why do you say you Think Aren't
you sure? You have come from the
works"
NO. [ haven't. I've just come from
Surbiton. 7 wanted to speak with Mr..
Sartwell, but I find he's not at home"