Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1899-11-18
And Mason. returning his gaze, was

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and back again to despair
They passed into the back room
formed by the remaining portion OF
the rcfcctory. 1t was evidently used
as n washhousc, hakchouse and as a
place of storage, not as n living room
The walls were characterized by the
same free use of whitewaSh as In the
big kitchen, n beautiful arcade with
clusters Of slender pillars on the left
hand side, which time had defaced
but little, having been included in this
modern restoration
In one corner was n rough wooden
staircase, with q small landing at thu
top. On each side of this was q door
and. having asccnded the stairs with
the farmer, Mason followed him into
a large room at the back, where there
were two small beds and few pieces
Of substantial old fashioned furniture
There were some strips Of drugget or
the clean floor. There were curtains
of bright turkey red over the win
dows, Of which there were two, look,
| ing west. \ fire was burning in q
small CRATE on the right, and the whole
loom showed the cleanliness and care
which had been noticeable in the kitch,
cn. On the top Of chest of drawers
the farmer pointed out q little medl
cine chest.
Only one Of the beds was occupied
and as the farmer led the way toward
ii the girl lying in it turned her head
quickly and fixed upon the stranger a
pair of large. glittering eyes.
Mason took the chair beside the
bed which the farmer placed for him
and looked at her by the light Of 4
candle which her father brought across
the room from the mantclpiece.
While he made his examination the
girl continued to stare at him fiXedly,
and rs she did so her brows gradual
ly contracted with slight frown. Not
word had been uttered by any one of
the three.
At last the farmer spoke.
"Well, sir?" said he in a tremulous
voice.
Mason looked up quickly and was
touched to the heart. Down the farm
er's thin. swarthy face the tears were
streaming like rain.
"She's very i'll, amt she, sir? My
poor Gwyn."
"She's ill certainly, but you mustn't
give way like that" said Mason.
He had taken the girls hand and
was feeling her pulse. The moment
he spoke he felt strong tremor run
through her, and, glancing at her
quickly, he saw that the strained, in
tent look with which she had previ-
ously regarded him had changed to an
expression of terror.
Still she did not utter sound.
Prrcciving that tor some reason
which he could not divine his patient
looked upon him with fear. if not mis-
trust, the young doctor fastened to
leave the room after uttering n few
more reaSSurng words, each one OF
which seemed. however, to have the
effect Of deepening the impression OF
horror with which he appeared to have
inspired her.
When he reached the door. Mason
threw. in turning to leave the room
one last glance at the girl. She had
raised her head Il little. the better tC
watch him. and her lips were moving
rapidly. as if she were forming words
with her mouth which something with
in bade her not to utter.
So much struck was he by this atti
tudr of his patient that he turned tc
her father and said in Il low voice:
as she always shy and afraid OF
strangers? My coming seems to alarm
her terribly"
"Nu. sir" answered the farmer
"Gwyn'S not 50 shy. considering She
lives in the wiltlS."
The girl was still watching with ths
same fcveriSh intrntncSS. and MasSon