Evening star., 1897-01-02
PARE Mt HESIS


the divers ways known to the British ex-
tottered. Then there was little panic
among them, crashing and falling on .one
another. and stifled cry that the roar of
the northern express muff1ed.
And when the train had whirled through,
and the thunder and vibration were past,
the two hundred-odd souls, waiting for it's
tardy successor, realized that something
had happened.
Three in the rear of the throng had had
the life we'll nigh pressed out of them-one,
a woman, was badly crushed between the
wall and trolley laden with milk cans.
Fetch the DOCTOR" urged one and an
other.
Suddenly some one made his way through
partly of the load he carried. a pathway
was cut for him on the instant, and he
went on with his burden to the station
gate. Here he halted.
"Fosterv' he called.
A lath Of man threaded his way deftly
to his side, and to him he said:
Tell them to get bed ready at the
Kings Arms at once"
1T only wants five minutes to the Lon
don train. Mr.. Frere," suggested the sta
tion master at his elbow. And we could
get DR.. Gill here in an hour"
trere paused g. half second. But in
what condition." he asked
We'll, not at his best" allowed the sta
ton master.
Il shall go on tomorrow. Keep back my
pags, Will you, Buxton? Foster can bring
1hem across to the inn presently. ! shan't
drive back to Dun Moor tonight" And he
preceded his portmanteaus thither with the
woman he carried, as composedly as IL it
nao oeen MS original intention to dine and
sleep In wayside inn 800 miles from town.
Men who have Travelled their thousands
over half the countries of the globe have a
knack OF shaking down easily and at short
H noice' he had; and generally came off
!a1riy well; at any rate, in his native couu-
", where he was a popular aud conspicu-
Gus figure, for whom the rustics cherished
vague awe as for a person who had dive
deep into strange sciences; weathered
strange hardships, and contributed strange
BOOKS to the erud1te literature Of their
land.
Wen, sir, remarked the landlady. when
the injured woman was safely established
under the funeral trappings and nrehistoric
monsters Of the most wonderful old bed in
the Peak. We'll, sir, always do saw as it
was pity you didn't stay among us to do
WI, VIVA. you seem cut out for, instead of fac
ing Wlid beasts and wild men in outlandish
1oregn parts with but q fair-cooked meal
once IN SIX months and nev,r "A nights resi-
to speak off,
Worsiey Frere laughed, adjusting the
Iinal pandagc On the arm OF his uncon-
sciouS patient.
Who knows but that I may come to It
yet, Mrs Greenfield? Nothing like having
haiI ,. dozen trades to fall back on. I shall
look IN again before l turn in. Give the
patient little brandy now and then. We
morning" " ,-e
FOR Gill a message was accordingly dis
patched next day; and Frere, scribbling
telegrams in the bar parlor, went out to
meet him. ~
One of the pleasure seekers come to
sriel' en- said the little surgeon jovially.
nF + 1orf ~irl,%
wnen tney told me you were here l knew
better than to come. Who is she?"
NO one knows. Not an excursionist.
Buxton tells me she had just booked for
town when the accident happened Come
ano see her. She slept fairly and is con-
t1a Sne was propped up against the huge
cloud of hair lost in the dark BACKGROUND
OF grotesque carved figures
Ihe examination and consultation occu-
rled put few minutes. during which the
object of it kept her large eyes on the two
faces with curious speculative calm
That the men differed in their opinion was
evident to her, though they spoke scarcely
hal1 nal dozen words and she dealt with the
dilemma in the curious frank manner that
had already puzzled the 1andlady
1t was when Frere came back into the
room after brief adjournment A bar of
sunlight fell across the bed and streaked
the unbandaged hand that lay before her
on the sheet. She greeted him at once.
You are the doctor who attended me
last night. l wish for no second opinion
Her manner, fmperious yet simple, i'm
pressed him as little inconsonant with the
severely plain garb he had seen her in the
right before, and he said, almost in the
tone with which he might humor child:
'Dr. Gill is a clever man; moreover"
Il don't like him.
Moreover, I am not, he is, a doctor
by profession. have walked the hospital,
but"
with me. Tell me; he believes that tit
must come OFF,
Frere, taken little aback by the quick
intuitions of this girl WINGED, looking at
the uninjured and beautiful hand lying at
his elbow.
They are my one CHARM" she said slow
ly to herself.
And as he had formulated no opinion as
yet on her points, he did not challenge the
words. He was a man VINO generally said
little, thought good deal and eschewed
compliments.
Suddenly she laid hold of his bronzed
capable fingers and clinging to them, said
under her breath, gaspingly:
Save it. save it for me If you can! Don't
listen to him! His sympathies are dead
ened! Use your own judgment!'
1t had urged him all along to disagree
with this once-brilliant, half-soddened little
man, but he did not tell her this. only calm
ed her with brief matter-of-fact word,
and told her she must not waste fer pow
ers in fancies.
Then she looked at him straight out CT
her wide, fearless eyes, and he turned and
took out his watch, not choosing to ac-
knowledge to himself that she had read his
thoughts.
1t wanted fifteen minutes to the depar-
ture of the London express.
He put 1t back again. and when he did
SO had changed his plans.
II will do my best for you, Miss -" his
deep eyes met hers pleasantly.
Miss Marjoram,' she replied to them.
And he did his best, being a man as good
as his word.
Gill, in his usual casual light-hearted
10 ssbion, cried off contentedly. and said he
would send round Forsythe from the cot
tage hospital across the moor. A day later
Forsythe came, and there was brief par
ley between himself and the man whose
degrees were far ahead, and whose exper-
ier ce far behind his own. And then a
faint odor Of chloroform filled one wing
of the old inn, and an hour afterward Miss
Mary Marjoram woke to knowledge that
the crushed hand had been saved in the
hope Of final restoration
mot beautiful now," she said next day
to Frere, when he came to see how she was
progressing; but 1 thank you. And I
thank God that 1t was not my right hand"
She considered the sound limb pensively,
stretching and spreading the long slim
fingers with a mournful smile. "It can