The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1897-07-03
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Brisk and smiling, Mrs. Presty presented
herself in the ~waiting-room. Hes gone!'
She |announccd; u looked QUITO my window
and saw him leaving the hotel" She paused,
struck by the deep detection expressed in her
daughters attitude. ''Catherine!' she ex-
claimed. Il tell you Herbert has gone, and
you look as If you regretted it! Is there any
thing wrong9 Did my messenger fail to
bring him hereY'
Mo-
she was bent on mischief when | saw
him last. Has he told Belinydeck OF the di-
vorce:"
No"
Thank heaven for thatl There is no one
to be afraid of now. Where is the %captain?"
"He is still in the sltting-room."
why don't you 50 to Lim?"
ii daren't!"
"SiallI go?'
"Yes-and give him this"
Mrs. Presty took the letter. "You mean
tear 1t up" she said, "and quite right, too"
mo; l mean what | say"
MY dear child, if yct: have any regard for
yourself, if you have any regard for me,
don't ask me 10 give Bennydeck this mad
letter! You Won't near reason? You still
insist on it?!"
Il do
IF Kitty ever behaves to YOU, Catherine,
as you have behaved to me-you will have
richly deserved it. On, il you were only q
child again, I'd beat it out of you'll wouldW
With that outburst of temper she took the
letter to B~ennydeck. in less than a minute
she returned, n tanned woman. lie fright
ems me" she said.
SIS he angryy'
"No-and that's the worst of 1t, When
men are angry | am never afraid of them.
He's quiet, too quiet. He said: I'm wait
Ing for Mr.. Herbert Linley; where is hep
l said: He has left the hotel.' lie said
what does that memuYI l handed the letter
to him. perhaps this will explain l said.
lie looked at the address, and ut once rccog.
nized your handwriting. Why does she
write to me when we are both in the same
house2 Why doesn't she speak to me?' I
pointed to the letter. He wouldn't look at
it; he looked straight at me. There's some
mystery here he said. Pm a plain man
| don't like mysteries. Mr.. Linley had
something to say to me when the message in
terrupted him. Who sent the message? Dc
you know" If there is a woman, living,
Catherine, who wOuld have told the truth in
such a position as mine was at that moment,
| should like to have her photograph. l
said / didn't know, and j saw he suspected
me of deceiving him. Those kind eyes OF
his-you wouldn't believe it of tlem!-iook.
ed ME through and through. 4 won't detain
you any longer he said. I'm not easily
daunted as you know-tlle relief 1t was to me
TO get away from him is not to he told ii
words. What do you think heard when
got into the passage? Iheard him turn the
key of the door. He's locked in, my dear,
1 t,n1u ALA =, Nn.a,~ t~N 5000, tf,, tN~~a
Come up stairs"
him" she said, hopefully; she may wish t.
see me-
Her mother reminded her that tile waiting
room was a public room, and might be want
ed. She proposed going Into the garden
and telling the servant who usually ATTENDED
on them where they might be found.
Catherine yielded. Mrs. Presty's excite
ment found its overflow in talking perpetu
ually. Her daughter had nothing to say, ant
cared nothing where they went; all outward
manifestation of life i'll her seemed to b.
suspended at that terrible time of expecta
ton. They wandered here and there iii til,
quietest part of her grounds. Half an hon
passed-and no message was received. TIL
hotel clock struck the llOur-and still moth
ing happened.
81 can walk no longer" Catherine said
She dropped on one of the garden chairs
holding by her mothers hand. Go to him
for Gods sake r. she entreated. u can ell
dure it no longer"
Mrs. Presty-cven bold Mrs. Presty-wa
afraid to face him again. Hes fond of til
child" she suggested ''let's send Kitty,
Some little girls were at play close by VIII
knew where Kitty was to be. found. In