Hutchinson gazette. [volume] (Hutchinson, Kan.) 1895-1902, 1897-08-05

"Ah, you think that?"
More; she is perhaps watching over
you, though she cannot speak. She
may reveal herself some day"
you believe so, monsieur" repeated
Marjorie, her face Frightening with
joy.
1T is very probable, my child. You
are not of the canaille, Marjorie. When
first saw you I knew that; then 1
heard your story, and it interested me.
thought, We are strangely alike-we
are like two of a country cast adrift in
foreign land, but our destinies seem
to be one. She is exiled from her kin
dred; am exiled from my home. She
has kindly heart and will understand
me; we must be friends, Marjorie, will
we not?"
He held out his hand and the girl
took it.
"You are very good, monsieur" she
answered simply.
Then you must treat me as a friend,
indeed, little one!" he answered. II
will take no money for your lessons. It
is pleasure for me to teach you, and
and Mr.. Lorraine is not rich"
"Mr. Lorraine?" said Marjorie, open
ing her blue eyes; lit is not Mr.. Lor-
raine who pays for my schooling, but
Miss Hetherington.
lis that so?"
Eyes; that is so. Mr.. Lorraine did
not wish to have me taught beyond my
station; but Miss Hetherington said
must learn"
Caussidiere seemed to reflect pro-
foundly.
Miss Hetherington is a philanthropy
ic lady, them"
do you think so, monsieur"
do not you think so, Marjorie, since
she is universally kind and generous?"
"Ah," returned Marjorie, 81 do not
think she is always generous, mon
sieur; but she is very kind to me. Why
she has almost kept me ever since 1
was a child"
" lilo SAAD y ANhN4AAlGl ulN uOL IEDiNe
he seemed somewhat disturbed; he lit
cigar and watchal Marjorie through
the clouds of smoke. Presently the
clock in the church tower struck the
hour, and Marjorie started.
81 must be walking home" she said.
She began to move across the bridge,
the Frenchman keeping beside her.
They walked steadily onward, and
now they reached the door of the inn.
Marjorie paused and held forth her
hand.
Goodnight, monsieur" she said.
"Good-night!-shall not walk with
you to the manse, little one?"
Marjorie shook her head.
IL would rather walk there alone"
The Frenchman shrugged his shout
ders.
"Eh bien! since you wish it 1 will
think you are right. Goodnight, my
little friend, and au revoir."
He took the hand which she had OK
tended toward him, raised 1t toward
his lips, then patted 1t as if he had been
patting the fingers of a child; it WAS
this air of fatherly friendliness which
made her trust him, and which won for
him all the sympathy OF her affection
ate heart.
When Caussidiere imprinted a kiss
upon her hand she neither blushed nor
drew it away, but she said softly:
"Good night, monsieur, God bless
you'll" at which the Frenchman kissed
her hand again, then, turning quickly,
entered the inn.
Marjorie turned, too, feeling her kind
little heart overlooking, and walked
away down the moonlit road. She had
not gone many steps when she was
abruptly joined by man. She did not
start nor seem surprised; indeed,
while she was parting with the French
man she had seen John Sutherland
watching her from the opposite side of
the road.
"Good-evening, Johnnie" said Mar
jorie, quietly. why did you not come
forward to speak to Monsieur Caussl-
diere?"
The young man started, but made no
answer.
Johnnie, what is wrong?" she asked.
He paused, and looked at her.
Marjorie" he said, tell me what
you were doing with that mani"
1t was no time for his reproaches;
her whole soul rose in revolt,
with that man?" she repeated, an
grily. do you mean with Monsieur
Caussidiere?"
Eyes, with that villainous French
man." he returned, driven recklessly.
onward by his anger. why are you
always in his company, Marjorie An
nan?"
Marjorie drew herself proudly up.
Had the Trenchman seen her then, he
would have little doubt as to the stock
whence she came.
IT am in his company because / am