The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1897-10-24

That is a matter you should have
decided last night 1 might be the
greatest villain unhung, and yet you
brought me here, and left it to your
sister TO turn me out of the place. II
you knew more of the world you would
understand that one cannot slip out of
things so easily as you desire to do. l
am here to see Miss Roushton."
But-but what is your object?
Purely that of courtesy, d necessary
apology desire to set myself right in
the eyes of d lady who probably, at
this moment, regards me as a black
guard
I don't see that it's necessary
i insist"
He was so cool and determined about
the matter that he gained his point,
even to the extent of interviewing the
lady alone But it was remarkable, af-
ter he he'd entered her presence, how
completely his manner changed. The
easy inSolence was gone. almost before
the door had closed upon them.
My brother tells me there is some
thing You have to say to me, sir,' she
began, standing small, slim figure
full of dignity-before him.
I ask but moment, he replied
graVely. You would not let me speak
last night; I am grateful that you
should give SO graceiess d fellow the
! opportunity now. l was brought here
last night under a wrong impression;
! have come 60 crave your forgive
ness"
why should you?" she asked colby.
You told me you came as Il chance
acquaintance OF my brother stran-
ger. | had hoped you would go asa
stranger"
The words were more deliberately
cruel than she had intended. After all
G, Ioel s1vrf in n
when he had stood as o companion of
her dissolute brother; the leader of
that brother, in the sense that he was
much older man; to that conclusion
her Woman's mind .leaped; her brother
stood as the injured lamb.
Richard Felgate bowed and moved
toward the door; there was almost d
sigh on his lips.
''I-I am sorry" he said. "You can
not, of course, understand that such a
man as [ am should feel any contri-
tiOn-any shame Well it
doesn't matter; 1 was troubled about it
little, that's all There was a mad
feeling in my heart that you-Who are
pure and goodnight believe that [
O. what does it matter what l
hoped? Once again-I am sorry Good
by"
He was gone. 1t was only when she
fully realized that she had east him out
a second time that her dignity relaxed.
She ran TO the window and peered out.
with something of anxiety; he was
stroilinG idly away with his hands
thrust deep in his pockets.
With that small event began the Curl
Gus change of feeling in her which
ultimately led to great happenings.
For, in the first place, she racked her
gentle bosom with accusations for her
unjust treatment Of him. and, in direct
consequence. began to feel an interest
in the worthless fellow who had ac-
cepted her treatment of him-just or
unjust-with so much of meekness.
Under ordinary circumstances. she
would have been content to allow the
matter to be forgotten, as an unpleaS-
ant incident; but now she was careful
TO discover his name, and to keep it in
her memory. half in the hope that she
might learn something of him-perhapS
even something, she told herself, which
should prove her attitude toward him
had been but the correct one.
She was soon TO hear something At
the house of a friend one afternoon the
name o. Richard Felgate was men
tioned-tossed from lip to ltp with that
I haif-pityins neutrality-suspicious. ac-
compartment With which we speak of
the human flotsam and jetsam of this
world.
"Who is the MANI" asked little Miss
Roughton. Il seem to have heard his
name"
MY dear Dora, exclaimed her
/ friend. every one has heard his name
( in the wrong fashion. Immensely
! clever, my dear. but thorough scamp.
/ Very charming man-those scamps al
Ways are-but bound to end in one
! fashion-which we won't specify. A
creature absolutely without any guild
/ ing principle in him; acts on the i'm
pulse Of every moment, and that i'm
pulse usually the wrong one"
What is he?" asked the girl again.
20. an artist, believe. Made quite a
! sensation once. with q picture; every
one predicted great things of him. But
now he does any work which win bring
/ him in a scanty livelihood A scamp,
my dear. with but one ending before
! him"
| The words haunted the girl, stirred
( again the accusations which she had
/ levened at herself. Whatever road this
most unworthy man might be travelling.
( she hated the thought that her hand
should have thrust him step or two
( on the despairing journey.
Quite BY accident, or by fate's ruling