Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1898-03-17
she repeated what had been said to

any authority over her whatever. Her
good n had told her. since her con-
valescence, that the threat Of prose-
cutting her on the charge of stealing
the diamonds was an empty one. She
knew there was nothing that could be
called proof against her. And yet, the
mere knowledge that Kisch had dis
covered her retreat brought with it an
agony Of dread. She believed that he
would attempt any villainy to secure
his own ends. The mere thought that
he might reappear at the window at
any time made her Ill.
The idea crossed her mind that she
might appeal TO the police for protec-
ton; but she did not in the least know
nov TO set about Ii. She feared that
the police would only laugh at her.
How could she prove that the man in
tended TO harm her now, certain as she
felt of the fact! How could she, after
SO long a delay, charge him with hay
ing kidnapped and imprisoned her?
People would say it was 4 trumped-up
charge. otherwise she would have gone
TO the police the she was free.
Besides, she had no witness besides
Mr.. Clovis. and him she had offended
He had not been near her since the
doy she had refused him.
What are you afraid Of, muIn?"
said the hard -headed Emma, looking
at Ursula with eyes in which pity was
plainly blended with contempt. "He
| can't eat you. If he comes here to-
night. say you won't see him, and lie
he annoys you, send for the police"
II daresay ycu are right, Emma. I
fear | am very weak. Yet If you knew
this man as L do"
Look here. mum. Wy don't yer
write to yer friendsg'
MY friends, All. Emma! / have
not a single friend-not n to whom l
cal appeal in the wide world"
60 along" exclaimed the child OF
civilization, In a dialect which defies
the resources of typographer. "You
aven't got no friends! Everyone has
got friends. more or less"
"You are right. There is one said
Ursula. And she hesitated. What
will he think Of me? Will he think
that | have changed my mind? VIII
he think that | am glad of an excuse
to SEND for him? No, for Frank is q
gentleman-and il he does, / don't
care
She was in that state when the arm
Of a man TO lean upon Is n necessity
for a woman: and somehow she shut
out OF her mind, by n kind of instinct.
all idea of calling for help to h man
she had just refused TO marry. This
was partly due 10 the fact that he had
ihept away from her since the night
when size told him that she could not
marry him, and partly by an unde-
fined feeling that was not exactly dis
trust, but something approaching to ii.
Though she did not really suspect him,
her ear had noted the false ring In the
young mans tone, the false note in ev-
erything he said.
Il will write to Frank" she said.
aloud.
Emma put the writing materials be-
fore her, and. saying she would be
back for the letter in a quarter Of an
hour, left her.
The letter was written and confided
to Emma for the post. The girl said
she would post 1t IL Ursula would lie
down and get some rest; and, though
she knew she could not sleep, she was
glad to do as she was bid.
Emma went out to post the letter.
and as she turned away from the post
office, she met Eugene Clovis face to
face.
He had been so anxious to know how
tnilSS Wcic SoiuS Didt hC NVuiu hos
keep away from the neighbOrhoOd;
and yet he found that 1t was impossi-
Bile to face Ursula that day. He mag
ined THAT she would read In his eyes
that he was ~betraying her. He had
tried TO meet Kisch, and had missed
him. Now he found himself confront
ed by Ursula's maid. He wished he
hadn't seen her; but retreat was out
OF the question, especially as the girl
evidently wished to speak to him.
How is FOUR mistressY he asked,
as unconcernedly as he could.
.She's none too well, as who would
he, with that old himage a-comin' and
startlin 'er? Between you and me ana
the lam-post, she has no more heart
than a chicken"
what old man do you mean?"
81 don't know. An old party as the
youn g lady seems mortal feard on.
An ugly old Teller, too, but I've seen
wuss than him by a long chalk She
was that afraid Of him, though, that
she's been writing to some of her
friends to come and cheer her W q
bit"
Indeed" said Clovis. with q smile,
thinking that she had been writing to
himself.
'DOuC you mlSldke. SIT, SdiQ tuc
housemaid, pertly, with her nose In tho
air.
Emma, did you look at the address
on the letter you posted just now? I
know you did"
The girl giggled, and did not deny It,
'srell me who that letter was adj
dressed to, and | will give you half q
crown"
She shook her head.
Half a sovereign, then. Come, En-
ma. What harm is there In knowing
his namcY'
They were now walking on side by
side. Emma giggled again, highly de-
lighted at finding herself a person OF
so much Importance. Again b shook
her head.
"What a fool ! ann cried Clovis.
'Of course IL was me she was swriting
to. l might have guessed that. So |
have saved half a sovereign. and You
are half a sovereign poorer, my girl.
You should have taken me at once. |
will go and see Miss Joyce now"
mo, you don't, sir; for she's lynn
! d.xr, c,I otn,t ~ no lfotarhad FOR mn