The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1901-04-28

but it was so dark that at first he had
not really made her out. She looked up
| and recognized him.
Ought you to be walking?" she asked.
us your foot better?"
1T is getting all right, thank you-only
| little stiff" lie hesitated, then, said
| shyly nodding to the distance, May I
come and look out, too?'
She made a movement of assent and
| he stood by her, leaning on the rail as
she was doing. She looked at him for a
moment the shadows seemed to make
way for her face, and he saw it quite
clearly. 1t gave him little thrill, and
he wondered what it meant; for he was a.
hardened sinner, he thought, four and
thirty, with the remembrance of many
seasons not only in England, but at Simla:
never in love in his life or. at least, only
once for a month, when he was 10, with
Dolly Ronaldson, who laughed at him
and married the curate. He was used to
p. & O.'s, too. up to the ways of enter
prising damsels and giddy grass widows,
ready to beguile the monotony of a voy-
age in any way to which the other sex
would respond. And yet, for no reason at
all that he could define, here was this lit
tie woman in black, with a pale face and
a pair of big eyes stealing over his senses
and rousing not only his curiosity but
some sort of feeling that made him eager
to listen to her, grateful to stand beside
her, and that set him wondering about
her past and future. Quite suddenly she
asked a question::
Il wish you you'd tell me your Manner
she said.
"Travers," he answered quickly, Ed
ward Travers. 1 know who you are he
added. She started little and looked at
him; it seemed as if she held her breath
He thought she resented his curiosity.
Miss Henrietta Williamson. I saw it
in the passenger list"
cor
Yes; alone"
mo one even to see you off to-day?"
mo one"
Then she asked. him something else.
Tell me who you are. know your name
quite we'll"
MY governors name. I expect you
mean; he's a judge you know"
II have seen him--somewhere," she
edded, after a moments hesitation. II
have heard that he is very kind man."
lawfully kind. 1t breaks his heart II
he has to hang anybody Come one on
the piano below played a German air. He
stopped for q moment and listened THAT
tune brings back things he said. 1--WE
used to call it the long Indian day at
Simla'
Its a Herr, mein Herr"
"It makes me think of the Waylett case
last year"
She turned and looked at him again
Her face flashed something that was like
defiance.
''Why?" she asked.
My father was trying 1t. We were
waiting for the verdict at home-just be-
fore dinner-for it was late when it fin
ished. We felt certain she would be found
guilty, and we knew what it would be
for my father to sentence her. because
he was so sorry for her. And it's an aw-
full thing, you know, for any one to be
hanged, especially a woman"
What has Herr, mein Herr, to do
with t?'' she asked. She had put her ell
bows on the rail and supporting her chin
on her hands was looking straight out to
sea again.
"A brass band was playing it in the
square when the telegram came-he al
ways telegraphs his big verdcts home
Ten minutes later he came in. he had
summed UP in her favor"
''Yes?" her voice was faint as if she
took but little interest in the subject.
For he said that even If she had done
1t the man was such brute that he de-
served 1t. l believe some of the jury felt
that too" q.
Besides" she said, almost bitterly.
1--WE might generally spare ourselves the
trouble of setting out pains and penalties
for criminals. Greater punishment is gem
eraily attached to the crime than any
that can be invented outside it.
20, come" he was little Shocked 1--WE
must have laws and things, you know"
But she answered nothing Are you 60
ing to say long at Naples he asked by
way of changing the conversation.
II don't know"
Not going to friends?'
II am going to an old friend of nv
mothers. and then, with sudden rush
OF confidence, 'she is badly off and keeps
a pension there
"Shall you stay long?"