Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1899-05-11

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caused by fall from my horse kept me
indoors for a few days. and that
should be recovered before she had time
to regret my absence.
Heatherlegh's treatment was simple
to a degree. 1t consisted of liver pills.
cold water baths and strong exercise,
taken in the dusk or at early dawn, for,
as he sagely observed, "a nan with a
sprained ankle doesn't walk a dozen
miles a day, and your young woman
might be wondering if she saw you"
At the end of the week, after much
examination Of pupil and pulse and
strict injunctions as to diet and pedes-
trianism, Heatherlegh dismissed me as
~brusquely as he had taken charge of
me. Here j. his parting benediction
"Man, ! certify to your mental cure,
and that's as much as to say I've cured
most of your bodily ailments. Now. get
your traps out Of this as soon as you
can and be off to make love to Miss
Kitty"
/ was ~endeavoring to express my
thanks for his kindness. He cut me
short.
Don't think / did this because I like
you. / gather that you've behaved like
a BLACKBOARD all through. But. all the
same, you're a phenomenon and as
queer a phenomenon rs you are a black
guard. No" checking me a second
time, mot a rupee, please. Go out and
see if you can find the eyes, brain and
stomach business again. I'll give you a
lac for each time you see it"
Half an hour later / was in the Man
nerings' drawing oom with Kitty,
drunk with the intoxication of present
happiness and the foreknowledge that |
should never more be troubled with its
hideous presence. Strong in the sense
of my new found security, / proposed a
ride at once and by preference a canter
round Jakko.
Never had l felt so well, so overladen
with vitality and mere animal spirits,
as / did on the afternoon of the Both Of
April Kitty was delighted at the
change in my appearance and compli-
mented me on it in her delightfully."-
frank and outspoken AM We left
the Mannerings' house together, laugh
ing and talking, and cantered along the
Chota Simla road as of old.
/ was in haste to reach the ~Sanjowlie
reservoir and there make my assurance
doubly sure. The horses did their best,
but seemed all too slow to my impa-
tent mind Kitty was astonished It
my bo~isterousness- "Why, Jack, she
cried at last. ''you are behaving like a
child What are you doingf'
We we're just below the convent, and
from sheer wantonness / was making
my waller plunge and curvet across the
road as | tiekled it with the loop of my
riding whip
"Doingf" | answered. Nothing,
dear. That's just it. If you'd been do
ing nothing for a week except lie up,
you'd be as riotous as l.
Singing and murmuring in your ~feastful
mirth,
Joying to feel yourself alive;
Lord over nature, Lord Of the visible earth,
Lord Of the senses hvei'
Ny quotation vas hardly out of my
lips before we had rounded the corner
above the convent, and a few yards
on could see across to ~Saniowlie.
In the center of the level road stood the
black and white liveries, the yellow
paneled rickshaw and Mrs. Keith-Wes-
/ pulled up, looked, rubbed my
eyes and, | believe, must have said
something. The. next thing / knew was
that | was lying face downward on the
road. with Kitty kneeling above me in
"Has it gone, childf' / gasped
only wept more bitterly.
HAS what gone, Jack, dear1 What
does it all meant There must be a mis-
take somewhere, Jack-a hideous mis-
Her last words brought me to
my feet-mad-raving for the time be-
ing.
eyes, there is a mistake somewhere. +"
! repeated, IA hideous mistake. Come
and look at il.
/ have an indistinct idea that / drag
yed Kitty by the wrist along the road
up to where it stood and implored her
'or PHYS sake to speak to ito tell it
hat we were betrothed; that neither
nor hell could break the tie be
tween us, and Kitty only knows how
more TO the same effect. Now and
again / appealed ~passionately to the
error in the rickshaw to bear witness
all l had said and TO release me from
! torture that was killing me. AS !
,alked | suppose | must have told Kitty
# my old relations with Mrs. Messing
on, for l saw her listen intently with
white face and blazing eyes.
''Thank you, Mr.. Pansay," she said.
That's quite enough. Syce ghora lac.
Continued next week.