Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1899-05-07

i If it must be so. I'm afraid you think
haven't shown myself as sympathetic
as might. OF late, but the fact is, I've
been good deal upset, and and"
Don't speak of it," l broke in; 81
have asked nothing, expected nothing
of those who were my friends; at least,
nothing for myself
There's nothing we wouldn't have
done, my sister and /, as we want to
| prove to you now" he protested anx-
| iously. But we were struck dumb;
| there seemed no way Of believing that
YOU'D made a mistake. Now, though,
| when I'm face to face with you, Derek,
begin to feel heartily ashamed Of my
Self for ever thinking-well, l won't
say what; but I beg your forgiveness.
Will you give me your hand again?"
| .Your name is Thomas, isn't it,"
Lance asked suddenly, turning a wide,
starry gaze upon him. "Ah, thought
so. It's an appropriate name for
doubters.' And then she lifted her lit
tie clef chin with a child-like haughti-
| ness which seemed to say: L couldn't
| help that. But the subject is finished.
Neither I nor you will refer to it
again"
Tom flushed, and was sorry for
hinT But nevertheless | felt warm
thrill which went tingling through my
blood to my finger tips Wynyard was
a friend of eighteen years standing;
| had seen this girl for the first time
yesterday; yet it was she who stabbed
him for his want of loyalty.
! | longed to thank her for her little
petulent outburst with my eyes, but l
| dared not. They seemed, somehow, to
have far too much to tell, and | would
not trust them to meet hers.
Tom and l shook hands, and had
few more words together, mostly con-
corning Miss Seaford, with more in
functions as to the precautionary meas
ures | thought wise. Then we crossed
to the old platform, as both insisted
on staying to see me off; and when the
Edinburgh train came in sight, far
away along the line, l turned to Lance:
You haven't said goodbye l ex-
| claimed.
She put her hand in mine. Don't be
respondent about-about what we were
talking Of she faltered. Perhaps
one day everything will come right for
| you, yet"
| l smiled Anyway, it will be all
the same hundred years from now,
| won't it? Are you going to obey the
rules laid down for your safety, while
you are under Mr.. and Miss Vineyards
| care?"
II shall try to be good" she re-
turned, dropping her lashes with an
| air of mental reservation" that | did
not quite like but rushing into speech
| before l could press a question. "Oh,
how stupid of me. l forgot to tell you.
| Last night that detective person"
But the train was laundering into
| the station with a slamming of doors
| and scurrying into places, for Creeslay
| was not a town of Importance, and
| there was only moments wait for ex-
| press trains
/ jumped into my carriage and put
my head out of the window. the train
already in motion again. What about
him." | asked eagerly.
He will tell you. There's no time
now. Oh, you will not 80 into danger
for my wretched affairs, will you?
| Promo" But her words were lost
| to me, and | was spared replying.
Long after l had left Creeslay be-
hind | saw, as distinctly as if my bod
lily eyes gave me the image, that young
fiower-face looking after me with an
expression which | could not read.
| wasted a good many minutes In
wondering what she had been on the
point of telling me about the detective;
and | was half minded to go first to
the hotel after reaching Edinburgh for
the purpose of satisfying my curiosity
before keeping my appointment at the
Spinning jimmy This desire l resist
ed, however, as l reflected that few
minutes more or less could not now
make much difference; and after walk
ing so far from the station by devious
ways, so as to prevent guess concern
ing the direction in which | had come,
| hailed a passing cab.
This time | meant to have a witness
I who would be aware of my presence at
the strange inn on the corner of Crock
ett's Wynd and the High street. l had
tested the hospitality of that place. and
wished for no renewal Of my experience
1 there, either in reality or dream.
AS | drove to the door the landlord
| himself CHANGED to be coming out but
stopped at sight of me, and when l
! stepped from the cab gave a rapid
| glance behind me as if fearful that an
other figure might descend. By the
| quick clearing of the face, which was
uglier than ever in the clear daylight.