Arizona republican., 1898-11-02
A cittle Comedy
 of Errors BY s. s. MORTON.
BY s. s. MORTON.
(Continued From Yesterday.)

Mrs. Maynard, will you act upon my suggestion? Will you heed my earnest wish and advice? You do not know, you cannot realize, all that may Ibc at stake, or you would not hesitate | for one moment. l am not advising you at random; l have viewed the case from every possible standpoint, and l can see no other course for you to take. For myself shall offer no defense. l am prepared to face whatever consequences have incurred. Already our own law yers suspect us; to Inorrow-this very day the truth may all become known. There is little time for you to act; your resolution must be taken at Cnce. Will you promise that you will do as have advised?"
 There was no trace of iGhtness or mockcry in his manner now; so intense ly interested was he ill the result of this last bold venture that an earnest ness quite different from anything that he lad yet exhibited made his manner seem almost GS tragical as Mrs. May nard' s.
 She started to her feet. the color flushing wildly over her white face; singular light, half defiant, half tender, but full of suppressed excitement came into the beautiful brown eyes; certain impulsivencss, which under ordinary cir cumstances was only half suggested in her manner, seemed to take possession of her. She looked for moment as if suddenly lifted from the depths of de spairing grief to the heights of a sub lime daring, sacrifice, selfabandOnment.
 North rose quickly. He had a dim sense of impending danger, a confused intention of quelling the storm that he had evoked, before it could break upon his head. But fate kindly interposed in his behalf
 There was the sound of some one at the drawing-room door; starting lit tic and turning toward the door, Mrs. Maynard controlled herself by a visible effort, and said, ia her ordinary tone:
 ''Is that you, Williams? Come in.'
 The footr1cn. thus bidden, presented himself with low bow and his habitu- al air of apology.
 Mai. Maynard's compliments" he said, and will Mrs. Maynard soon be ready to drive?''
 Yes, Williams. In half an hour. Tell the major so,'' answered Mrs May nara. WlEIl 1IIALlDlc HCSLC.
 The footman promptly retired; then, turning again toward North, Mrs. May nard continued with an evident effort to speak lightly, though her tone and words contrasted strangely with the dcatll-hl1c Pallor of her face:
 That dreadful man! He insists upon my driving with him this morning, and he will not be put off, though l have pleaded every possible excuse. It is very rude to send you away, MT. North, but the ma jor's will is our law. and he has to be huInored like a child"
 North slowly walked across the draw ing-roocl with his head bent and his eyes fixed upon the carpet until he reached the arch doorway with it's sweeping portiere: then. turning around. he lifted his head and looked calmly at Mrs. Maynard across the little distance separating them. There was q faint flush of excitement on his face, Q smoidering fire in his eyes, a curious touch of repression in his man her; strangely, too, a suggestion of triumph that he vainly sought to sup press.
 '.I am obliged to go now. Mrs. May nard." he said, slowly. but l shall sec you soon again. In the meantime I ask you to consider very seriously the sug- gcstion thafsI have offered. It is vital ly worthy of your attention
 Again the color came and went in her checks, her breath nuttercd and her white fingers closed convulsively together. It was evident that at his words some powerful tide of emotion had swept over her, almost Overwheln- ing her with it's force, but, quickly ral- lying, she controlled herself so reso- lutcly that both voice and manner were icily calm when she answered him.
 ''Y0rr suggestion, Mr. North?" There was delicate sarcasm i'll Ter tone as ,he repeated the words, 1t is unworthy f mel will not give it d second thought! Have you so little true idea