Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1900-03-24

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/ ciousy angry color-and stretching cut
/ his hand took hold of the book
DO not sign at all he cried abrupt
! ly; Il, would rather you did not
/ Victoria was hurt Innocentlv she had
| wished to show him her friendship by the
/ harmless ruse Of her two signatures but
now she pushed his hand aside impetu-
| ousy.
! fused with a ruddier glow than his own.
YOU asked me to- so | will.".
With every sign of impotence she
dashed off her signature--Vigoria Ma
THERE" she cried, throwing aside the
! pen pctulantly.
lie went away earlier thar evening.
taking with him the book, which she had
/ grown positively to hate. When be had
| gone she put on her hat, and to escape
! the WEAKNESS of tete-a-tete with her
aunt, determined to go for walk
She had not walked far wien at the
corner of a road, where besighted oil
lamp was showing feeble and. pickering
/ light. she saw Cyril standing and talk
ing to strange man. She dew back
IN the shadow of the paling feIee which
bounded the footpath; not that she
wished to play eavesdropper to t1eir con
| vfrsallon. hut with a nervous feeling
that, il he saw her Cyril would think
| that she had followed him.
1t was not until she stood sill that
she found she could plainly hearall that
! they said. She would have crelY AWAY.
but having heard a few words, The was
| tcmpted-and listened
! The stranSer--a tall man Will d big
moustachp. which he negligenfly twisted
between his foreiingers and thumb while
| he spoke-Was talking
My dear CyriH'-it was the vopd of n
| gpQtlQmau-'AtharaI must bn no
lay. | am getting too old-reaEy,I YOU
/ know, l am 50--to be as impatieitlas n
youth you Stu | am not stagnat with
Il tell you" said Cyraf ihtss.vpfine
t nm. that | must get the other sigma
must have Victoria NJ, as you know
| The mention of her name was n sur
! PRISE. but not so great a one as csyrils
lie about the signature. Victoria. in her
hiding place. gasped with astoniShment.
VERY well, my, dear friend" replied
the stranger, twirlng his mustache still
more vigorously; Il shall trust you till
the eighth day; this is the fourth We
know each other, dear boy. We ate com
rades in sorrow. friends in need-xhat is
the prOyerb eh? But if you ply me
false-well, | do not like double dealings
struck me in the back. | should feel jus
tilted in retaliating in the same way. \
tooth for tooth. eh?-that's in The BIZ
BILE Yes, better 10 wait in a darkIroad--
how would this do?-wait till he passed
You, and then! 1t is very simple. Ii is
code of honor | learned in the service
~.
The eighth day mentioned by the
stranger, and not forgotten by Victoria,
had come, 1t had indeed nearly gone by,
/ for at 8 o'clock in the evening Cyfil and
/ Victoria were in the billiard room, nppar-
entity engroSsed in scoring the required
hundred. Cyril had earlier in the even
! ing made several attempts to leave. but
/ Victoria, with unusual denSeness, had re-
! fused TO understand the plainest hints
which he let drop. and had at last prac-
/ ticclly commanded him to follow her to
! the billiard room, thus escaping thu sleep
! ing espionage of Mrs. Lisle in the draw
! ing room. The game was finished, Cyril
had run ont with break of thitty-five.
scoring far more rapidly than in any pre-
vious game with Victoria.
He put his cue carefully into the rack
and Ticking some chalk stains off his
coat. remarked casually: Il must really
/ be off, have an appointment"
with the tall gentleman with the big
mustaChe?' said Victoria gently.
How do you know cried Cyril in as
constituent.
For answer Victoria mcthodically put
aside her cue, and sitting down on the
settcc, patted the seat AT her side with
a quietly suggestive motion
You will come and tell me every
thing she said.
He sat down. leaning forward with his
elbows resting ON his knees and his hands
clasped.
1T is better not" he replied, moodily
cycling the pattern on the linoleum car
pcting.
She leaned forward and taking his
hands in hers, unclasped them; then,
releasing one, she held the other in both
Of hers,
Their heads were close together, and
her wavy brown hair--her one pride and
beauty his temples.
There was no need To speak loud,
You will tell me everything she re-
iterated softly.
You know part of it," he answered
huskily; you've guessed somehow that
love you (shc pressed his handl. and !
. wish you hadn't. You see. Fm~Tm .
scamp a rogue and a cheat"
He pulled his hand from hers almost
roughly and continued eNCitedly: "Iw
not fix for YOU to touch. I've been in
Jail. I'm n hardened criminal. | ought
not rightly to be able To love anyone and
no one should love me. My name isn't
. Ifit1hCrhcrt Its Brown-Cyril Brown.
I'm glad it is still Cyril, she inter
rupted. Il love Cyril"
'Oh. that is nothing not the name.
ne went on. passiCnately; Il came her,
30 Swindle YOU, 10 rob YOU Look here
r He took something out Of his poke
aud handed it 10 her without turning hi,
D. head.
: II was piece Of folded paper ans
, when ShC opened it she disclosed a chec,
: "a check ON her bank for tl0.NlO Tn,
. signature. unmiStakahlc and clear, wa,
& hcrS-Nictotia Marie Mickey.
/ This is not a forgery" She said, hest
tatng over the ugly word
e. No" he replied. dropping his Voice