Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1898-11-27

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Within I'VE minutes an unusually pre-
sentable four-wheeler had appeared up
on the scene, the unfortunate bicycle
had been handed up on top, and the
young lady had been tenderly helped
inside.
"Tell him just to go on slowly far
few minutes while we talk things
over" she commanded, more cheerful
ly. "Do you know, Mr.. Stanton, after
all begin to hope my ankle is not so
badly hurt; and though, as told you,
l shall be in sad scrape when l get
home, and have to confess, still
there's spice of adventure in all this
that appeals to me, rather. It's very
long time since l have had an adven-
ture of any kind
Poor child; she little guessed how
many awaited her behind the lowered
curtain of the future!
Never have l had one which would
be so wholly delightful" boldly said,
IF l had not to think that you were
in pain"
"Oh, it is really not so dreadful"
She blushed brightly, but when the
lovely rose tint faded it left her pale
even to the lips. Let us talk she
went on more sedately, "about the way
in which you are to get me out of my
dif1culty-for think you've promised
to do that
adopted her tone at once. LET us
begin with judicial questioning then.
Was Lady Tressidy at home when you
came out?"
c"-laughing-"or 1 couldn't have
come-on my bicycle. She'd gone to
an anti-something meeting Lady
Tressidy is very fond of anti-something
meetings, as you'll discover for your
self when yon know herr. She won't
be at home to lunch either, and she
need never find out in my iniquity, ex-
cept that-even though my foot is not
SO very bad--l shall be sure to limp,
She will inquire what has happened
and OF course, though my conscience
would not reproach me much for 81
lence, if that were possible, couldn't
tell fib."
l would have been ready to swear
That she was not one of the young wo.
, men who could rattle off what they
might call harmless evasions' with 2
, candidly smiling face
Suppose. them" suggested, that
, you allow me to take you at once to a
doctor, who will examine your ankle
and perhaps be able to anoint it with
{ some healing lotion, which may pre-
= vent the limping you so dread. There
t used to be man in this neighborhoo(
whom l knew by reputation when
? was in England last I remember
: street and number, and it's not very
{ likely that he's moved away
-
I even merrlly, it was plain to see tba
}, she was suffering a good deal wbe+ho
more physically or mentally I coul,
not tell.
put out my head and gave direc
9 ions to the cabman, and when dror
IL IN again to glance anxiously at tb.
FACE which already 1 so passionate1,
loved, l saw that it was even white,
: tnan before. The eyes were droopine
and the dark curling lashes almost
swept the colorless cheeks. AS tboueh
, she felt my gaze upon her, she looked
up instantly, and made an effort r.
smile; but the mischievous light which
mad danced in her eyes when she first
sank restfully back upon the sbahhv
CUSHIONS OF the cab had been suddenly
and utterly queAched.
Miss Cunningham" I exclaimed
You have made nothing of your main
out know that you are fll-that you
are suffering"
am very foolish" she answered
IN a low, unsteady voice. at isn't NV
ankle-though, .of course, that hurts a
llttle-but think it must be the shocl,
which l didn't realize at first. 7 felt
quite bright until a moment ago hu+
suddenly am all weak and TREMBLING
The truth is, Mr.. Stanton, 1 wasn't fl
to be'out this morning, especially alone
and l didn't come simply from sheer
oravado as you might think. and for
the sake Of doing what I'd been told
not to do. I-Ifelt as though I must no
out IN the air, and in motion. / didn't
sleep last night, and didn't eat anv
breakfast this morning, which NAV
partly account for this Stiffness of mina
perhaps. thought should feel bet-
ter out OF doors, but it seems that MOTH
ing in the world can do me any good
Everything 1 attempt must always end
In disaster, and-oh, Mr.. Stanton T am
so very, very unhappy and miserable,"
To my amazement and distress she
covered her face with her little gloved
hands, and broke into a storm of sob-
bling.
CHAPTER V11.-FRIENDS.