The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1900-12-06

a Sacrifice
!: To Conscience
~ !
BY
III. B. 6UelSb
CHAPTER I11.-(Continued,)

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CHAPTER -(Continued.)
They talked for little about the
reception. about the last new book,
the most recent concert. Then Miss
Lennox said. half carelessly:
BY the way, Mr.. Dalton told mo
an interesting story about having seen
you on Westminster bridge with a
girl-a bare-headed girl, he said
about one o'clock in the morning. 1t
was some poor girl you were befriend-
ing, I suppose? Do tell me all about
her. It sounds so romantic"
Enderby laughed rather uneasily.
yes, she was girl whom thought
I could help, but I can tell you no
more about her. Miss Lennox. / am
under promise to her."
{ Miss Lennox's purple-gray eyes re-
sgarded him for moment as if in
sheer establishment. Then she said.
in her soft. caressing tones:
you can trust me surely, Mr.. En-
derby? / am woman: if the poor
girl requires help, surely could give
1t, if not more effectually, perhaps.
at least, more-well, naturally than
YOU" She smiled right into his eyes,
her enchanting, friendly smile. "You
see, woman always understands a
woman better than man. And surely
you will let me take this much of a
share in your life and its work"
..'You know that there is nothing
on earth l desire more than that, Miss
Lennox." said Enderby, little hoarse-
~. But am afraid this is matter
IN which neither of us can do any
thing. have given my promise. You
would not ask me, am sure, to break
It,"
"No. mol" Cecil smiled again into
his eyes; ssbut see you have no con-
ddence in me as being one whit better
than the rest of my sex, Mr.. Enderby.
If you had. you would trust me with
this secret. But let us change this
subject; after all it cannot concern
me in the least. I only thought !
might be Of some service to you"
The subject dropped, but Enderby
was conscious of an almost impercep-
tible change in the atmosphere. Cecil
was as carsssing, as fascinating as
ever in her manner; but there was q
feeling as Of some barrier that had
risen between them in Enderby's mind.
He could not utter now the words
that he had almost dared to think he
might speak, and not be said nay to.
He was about to leave when the en-
trance of Sir Henry Lennox himself
compelled him to wait little longer.
Sir Henry was a man looked upon
with q respect approaching to rever-
ence by the younger members of the
Bar. He was stately and fine look
Ing man still, on the right side of fiji
~, and he was considered one of the
shining lights of his profession.
Paul Enderby, the rising young bar
rister, was favorite with Sir Henry,
and the latter had always made him
welcome at his West End mansion.
Besides that, Enderby had several
times visited at Sir Henry's place in
the country-the beautiful property
of Courtwyse. from which Sir Henry
derived his wealth.
He looked rather careworn and
anxious today, and Enderby conclud-
ed he had some unusually trying case
on hand.
"Ah, Enderby, glad to see ,you!' he
said, extending his hand in friendly
manner. After a few minutes desul-
tory conversation, he turned to his
daughter. "My dear, 1 expect gen
tleman to dinner tonight; perhaps
Mr.. Enderby would remain and make
fourth?"
Paul began some excuse. He was
not in evening dress, and the rules OF
society were always strictly observed
by Sir Henry.
Never mind" said the latter, as If
guessing Enderby's reason. "Or, if
you care to do SO, you can leave us
now, and come back for dinner. I
wish you particularly to stop. 1
should like you to meet Doctor Lyn-
don; he is an exceedingly clever man,
and specialist OF the most interest
taHS VI dAA meulCdl SluuleS--UTdlu QlS-f
cases."
Enderby started. Doctor Lyndon!
las in a flash he remembered the
name. In that moment he determin-
ed to meet the man.
I shall come with much pleasure"
he said, eff you will allow me to do
as You have suggested"
He felt strangely unsettled, vaguely
apprehensive, as he returned to the
Lennoxes in the evening. Oddly
enough 1t was less of Cecil Lennox he
was thinking than of the man he was
going to meet. Who and what was
he? There was really nothing singu-
lar in the fact that Sir Henry Lennox
should know this man, to whom the
daughter Of David Lloyd was going
for help for her father; yet somehow
the thing seemed an odd coincidence
to Enderby. And taken along with the
fact that Cecil Lennox knew of his
chance meeting with the girl, and was
evidently for some reason deeply in
terested in It, the whole affair began
TO assume the appearance of an irri-
tating and perplexing mystery to Paul
Enderby.
He found the other guest in the
drawing room with Sir Henry; Cecil
had not yet appeared. Sir Henry
came forward and introduced the two
men.
DR.. Dundas Lyndon-Mr. Enderby."