The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1901-08-24
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Copyright, 1899, by J. B. Lippincott Conn
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CHAPTER 1.-CoNT,N11En.

CHAPTER II.-CoNTINUED.
DR.. Brotnar was rescueu from q
bad complication by his especial treas
ure, Joe, the driver.
go and bring your mother" he said,
quickly, as he lifted the unconscious
Somers from the carriage in front of
his Office. "Don't lose one second!
of hearing before the doctor reached
his operating-room. The Doctors as
sistant, half dressed, appeared quick
1y. Somers was stretched upon q
table, and his wound critically exam
ined. The bullet had entered over and
behind the right ear, and the side Of
his head was clotted with blood. A
second wound an inch farther back
became visible as the blood was washed
away, but probe carefully inserted
in the forward wound came out of
the other, touching the skull in pass
ing. There was no particle of BRAIN
matter in the blood.
"Syncope from concussion," said
Brodnar. "Watch him carefully until
I return and do not permit him to
speak" The sound of wheels approach
ing caused him to descend the steps
three at time. He pressed back the
ing.
TO the same place, Joe! Hurry!"
he said and the door closed.
The woman so hastily secured was
none other than the "mammy" who
had looked after the welfare of Frances
since infancy. She had been encour-
aged to absent herself for the night.
Trained under the old regime, with a
sense of proprietorship in her old mis-
tress and daughter, with a deep and
impregnable pride in the family, she
needed no caution.ng. Nevertheless
DR.. Brodnar said IS they entered ST.
lently the deserted yard:
There has been an accident, man.
my. Ask no questions and answer
none. Permit nobody to see your
young mistress. DO you understand"
'De chile amt hut, young marster?"
mo. A friend was. Her mind has
been affected deeply by her fathers
condition and this shock has upset her.
You must know nothing more of it,"
Frances sat as he had left her, in
the armchair She offered no resistance
when they laid her upon the bed and
administered an opiate. The stains of
blood were carefully removed from
her hands, and her wrapper changed,
and DIR. Brodnar prepared to depart,
for the day was now breaking. He re-
membered the pistol, and was search
ing the floor for it, when the reaction
set in and Frances began to cry Bit
terly. Obeying his silent motion, man.
my passed into the dressing-room and
he took the girls hand.
"The whole blame rests upon me-"
he said, gently. keep quiet; 1 will
see you through" And then u cry burst
from him: "What Il fool! what fool!
And to think that Dick Somcrs-!" At
sound of this name the girls grief be-
came almost uncomfortable.
"He loved me-" she said, brokenly.
Sand it has cost him his life!"
Loved you! Never! If he had aimed
better, l could forgive him." She was
silent.
eff he had aimed better!"-then she
sat up with almost frantic energy.
Eyes. The wound is not fatal.
Frances. Frnnces-back. my child"
Take me to him--l must, I must go
to him.
"You are simply mad!"
"He is my husband-I love him!
love him!"
Brodnar groaned and turned away
his head. Suddenly the girl shivered
and drew back. her gaze set fearfully
on something behind him.
"Close the window" she whispered
in changed voice, they may return"
"Why-what what do you mean?"
He was upon his feet, strange light
in his face.
sit came from that window" she
whispered fearfully; "some one fired
through the Stats
'God in lleavcn." he cried, 81 thank,
you! Dick! Dick. forgive mel" He
plunged out into the gray dawn and
left the girl amazed and terrified.