The Saint Paul globe., 1899-02-12
and see her.


evening. and he would be able to feast his
eyes on her sweet face.
lie would not go to The Ems, or seek to
speak to her, even FOR a moment; but see her
ne must, or he should go mad.
The landlord Cf the Dragon welcomed him
with e1fusion only regretting he had not had
longer notice, that he might have prepared
suitable refreshments for so discriminating a
customer.
But Mr.. Murray had dined, and he required
no other food that night
1t already Sunday morning. and in less
than twelve hours he would be in church.
gazing his fill at the girl who held his heart
III thrall-hls judgment and reason also
lie was up early, and making his way to
the rectory in search of an invitation to
breakfast ~
The rector was in his garden, shifting the
fresh, damp air with appreciative nostrils
Mr. Murray! Glad to see you back. Your
return is as erratic as-'
e.I9n C4ement Interrupted him very rudely.
Hope see you we'll, Mr.. Campbell? Anv
news? Been fishing lately? I am longing
for another go at the trout in the stream
yonder; By-the-by, how is Mrs. Fitzsim-
The rector chuckled
any news? you ask. There have been fine
dolngs at The Ems, l can tell you But come
IN to breakfast and you shall hear all about
Murray kept back his impatience as well as
ne could, until his hosts tongue was fairly
loosed ~ i'
AOu iCllIelIIDeF the pretty SOVerneSS? Ali
see you are interested already Well the
day after you VENT think it was the dav
after or the day after that but no matter
AT any rate, one day fascinating young
uragoon turned up at The Elms He is half
brother to Mrs Fitzsmmons and she thinks
the world of him. He succumbed at once to
MISS MorIon's charms-went down like a
wicket before we'll aimed ball And wasn't
NY lady wild! She had it out at once will
the pretty governess, who fired up most
oecomlngly, and, after speaking her mind,
Qulttsu the mouse where she had been sub
Jected to insult. The handsome captain went
since" s eFeA
DO you mean she encouraged him?" asked
Murray, his lips rather white and stiff under
his mouStache
Mrs. Fftzsimmons VOWS she did Maisie
says not But It is certain that Captain
beaumont made up his mind to marry hor
Perhaps he has succeeded by this time
How long has she-have they-been gomez"
"A week today. Quick work. wasn't it?
hut soldlers are such impetuous fellows"
Murray managed TO sit out the meal and
TO Keep ms secret; but gasping sigh spoke
OF MS reHef, after the almost intolerable
strain, as he got away at last
He did not go to The Elms
What was the use?
He would only hear violent abuse of his
darling from her late employer, and feeble
defense from Maisie.
He walked into Path and waited for q +r.i,
10 take him to London; and then he went
straight to the detective who had served him
hefore, and put him a second time on the
track of the girl who was, to him. but a liv
ing torment.
Hadley traced her across the Channel. and
Murray, depending implicitly on the detec
uve's skill, found himself one day. on board
the very boat where he had first seen her
How well he remembered that never-to-be
forgotten dayl
In fancy he again the dainty bit of
cambric floating along the deck followed NV
the girl who had taken immediate possession
of his heart.
He went over the whole scene in his mind
owelllng, with sort of reluctant persistency
on the moment when he had seen her fur
lively slip Tom Treleaven's envelope into her
pocket --o'
1t was all so vivid-so unpleasantly fresh
in his memory ~
He grew hot with shame-shame for her
that she could have stopped to commit a
theft; shame for himself for not being able
either to forget 1t, or to put her out Of his
mind. - LIS
Rislng restlessly-he had been sitting where
ne mad sat on hat eventful day-he began
hurriedly pacing the deck
1hat made him hotter still, and presently
NJ unbuttoned the thick overcoat he was
wearing, and threw it open.
As he did sc, a Sight rustic attracted his
attention ~
lnvoluntarily he felt in the pocket from
Wiz! Mii!Cn .he rustic p' p'oceeded-an inner one
which he seldom used because he had TO omen
the coat to get 1T it; and, as he only wore
tne tnlng in very cold weather. or when trav-
eIng by water, he not fond of opening
IL 10 get at inner pockets.
He had not worn it since that nevertobo
forgotten day; and his eyes dilated with
sort of horror, from that unused noclxat
ne drew the missing envelope-the enveJone
ne imagined he had seen in Miss Morton's
possession
The notes were within-the notes he had
in his heart accused her of stealing
he trled to think the matter out calmly to