The news & observer. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1894-current, 1900-01-07

herself up here-dismiss all the serv-
ants but the Chinaman, and wait until
her father returned.
There was knock, and the entreat-
ing voice of Norah, the cook, outside
the door. Cissy unlocked 1T and flung
it open Indignantly.
''Ah! It's yourself miss, and l never
knew We kem back till l met that Cos
SOON Of hotel waiter in the street"
said the painting servant; "sure it was
only an hour ago while ] was at me
woorrck i'm the kitchen, and Jim rushes
in and seq: For the love of God, if liver
We want to see blessed clint of the
money We put in the masther's bank, off
wild We now and draw it out, for there's
run ON the bankv
'Tt was an infamous lie," said Cissy
| fiercely.
Sure. miss, how was OF to know?
And if the masther has gone away its
ownly talxin' me money from the other
diyils down thare that's DRAWN it out
and dividin it betwdxt and between
! them"
Cissy had a very vague idea of what
.run on the bank meant, but Norah's
| logic seemed to satisfy her feminine
reason. She softened a little.
| 'Ir. Windibrook is in the parlor, miss.
and a iintleman ON the veranda,' con-
tinued Norah, encouraged.
| Cissy started. IN come down." she
| said briefly.
Mr.. Windibrook was waiting beside the
piano with his soft hat in one hand and
n large white handkerchief i'm the other,
He had confidently expected to find
| Cissy in tears and was ready with
! IDo;c IaIa mt hn1t n LITTLE
taken aback as the young girl entered
with pale face, Strengthened brows and
eyes that shone with audacious rebel
/ lion. However, it was too late to
change his attitude. "Ah, my young
! FRIEND" he said little awkwardly, we
must not give way to our emotions, but
| try to recognize in our trials the bene-
| fits of a great lesson. But" he added.
| hurriedly. seeing her stand still silent
but erect before him. II see that you
| do!' He paused, coughed slightly, cast
a glance at the veranda-where Cissy
now for the first tine observed a man
standing in an obviously assumed att-
tude of Negligent abstraction- moved
| toward the back room, and nm lower
voice said: GA word with you I'M pri-
| vate."
Without replying, Cissy followed him.
eff" said Mr.. Windibrook, with
sickly smile, you are questioned re-
garding your fathers affairs, you may
| remember his peculiar and utterly UNI
| solicited gift of a certain sum toward a
| new organ-to which ] alluded today
| You can say that he always expressed
great liberality toward the charm, anu
| it was no surprise to YOU.
| Cissy only stared at him with danger
Gus eyes.
Mrs Windibrook," continued the rev.
| erend gentleman, in his highest, hearth
| est voice, albeit little hilrried, wished
mo to say to you that until you heard
from-your FRIENDSHIP wanted you to
come and stay with her. Do come!
| Dol"
Cissy. with her bright eyes fixed upon
her visitor, said: II shall stay here"
But" said Mr.. Windibrook, impa-
tiently, +" you cannot. That man you see
| on the veranda is the sheriff's officer.
The house and all it contains are IN the
| hands of the law" e. N
| Cissy's face whitened in proportion as
her eyes grew darker, but she saud,
stoutly: 81 shall stay here till my pop
per tells me to CO." !,
"I1ll your pepper tells you TO go?
repeated Mr.. Windibrook, harshly, drop
/
| in burst of unguarded temper. Your
papa is a thief escaping from justice,
YOU foolish girl--a disgraced felon who
dare not show has face again in Canada
| City-and you are lucky-yes, lucky miss
if YOU do not share his disgraceW
| "And you're a wicked, wicked liar!"
| said Cissy, clenching her little lists ar
| her side and edging toward him with
| sidelong bantam-like movement as she
| advanced her freckled cheek close to has
with an effrontery so like her abscondlng
father that he recoiled before it. land
n mean double-faced hypocrite, too!
| Didn't you always praise him? Didn't
YOU call him q Napoleon and a--Moses!
| Didn't YOU say he was the making OF
| Canada City? Didn't you get him to
raise your saary--and start subscrip-
ton for your new house? 0, you-you--
sinking beast!"
| Here the stranger ON the veranda, still
| gazing abstractedly at the landscape,
gave low and apparently unconscious
murmur as if enraptured with the view.
| Mr.. Windibrook, recalled to an attempt
at dignity, took up his hat and handker-
chief. "When you have remembered
yourself and your position, Miss Trixlt,
he said loftily, 1.-THE offer l have made
you"
ST despise it! I'd sooner stay in the
woods with the grizzlies and rattle
snakesw said Cissy jartingly, GO
and leave me alone. Do you hear?' She
stamped her little foot. Are you lis
tening. Coz
| Mr.. Windibrook promptly retreated
through the door and down the steps
into the garden. AT which the stranger
| in the veranda reluctantly tore himself
away from the landscape and slowly en-
tered the parlor through the open French
window. Here, however, he became
equally absorbed and distracted in the
condition of his beard, carefully stroking
his shaver cheek and lips and pulling
his ''goatee."
i After a pause he turned to the angry
| Cissy, standing by the piano, radiant
with glowing cheeks and flashing eyes,
and said slowly, Il reckon you gave the
parson as good as he sent 1t kinder
settles a man to hear the frozen truth