Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1901-10-24
CHAPTER xxn-,continued.

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CHAPTER NXIl-tContinued'
"Dull, stupid that 1 am, not to have
Understood it from the first" and she
began looking for the slip of paper.
which She found readily enough, for it
had merely dropped at her feet.
1t contained but three words-the
name of an uptown park where she
had often walked with Anthony Caste!;
but that and the word tomorrow,
spoken by the messenger, We're enough
to bring back the roses to Lettys
cheeks and the luster to her eyes.
+ She seemed TO tread on air that was
distilled from flowers, as she skinned
homew srd, lightly as bird.
I No hour mad bean named for the next
days meeting, and Lefty had been
long time at the appointed place before
her husband arrived; but she would
not allow herself to be disappointed.
land at last she had her reward--he
came, his smile ellvelo :5ed her in SUM-
light: his eager eyes seemed to deNour
her; his hand clasped hers, and as he
sank down beside her, he whispered,
passionately:
''My darling-my little lovely darling!
Z kiss you thousand times!
Anthony, Anthony! Where have you
been?" Lefty asked, between laughing
and crying. 1T was too cruel Of you.
Hou have almost broken my heart!"
Il had no choice, carrisima-not even
time to send a message. And then, my
Lefty, you knew that l might go at
moments notice"
II will not waste time i'll reproaches,
interrupted Lefty, too nlncl: ovarjoyed
TO remember that she had been unhap-
by. But tell me. Anthony, where have
you been, then?"
"Across the ocean. My aunt was al
ready dead when arrived. 1 remained
only to pay the last tribute of respect.
and, taking the rext steamer, flew back
on the wings of love to my dearest
girl!''
''Oh, Anthony, then may tell man.
ina now? There is no longer any cause
tor secrecy?"
You VIII let me have that pleasure,
Castellani returned, land soon. Mean
time, / have thought Of nothing but
you. Why do you look at me, dearest?
Ah, you wonder that I am not in
mourning for my aunt! 1 am, my love.
only could not wear sad-colored vest
ments on this happy day, when I was
>
my heart. But you have not shared
that feeling You are all in black, Let
ty?"
Yes; IL lost my uncle since I last
saw you. Anthony" Lefty answered,
and quickly changed the subject.
Since her husband had such dislike
TO mourning and sadness, she felt in
stinctively that any particulars regard
ing the tragedy in her own family
would be too shocking to speak of then.
But you will go with me now, dear
est, to see mammal" she added, quick
ly, returning to the subject that was
very near her heart. ooh, Anthony, l
an so proud of you'll love you so very
much-you can't wonder that I long to
proclaim to all the world how happy /
am in being your wife"
patience, carina-patience," muir
INJURED the marquis, in his scftest tone.
IA few days more is all I ask of you.
But GOMEZ have already prepared
charming little nest for my bird. Come
that may show it to you"
They rose, and drawing her hand
through his arm, the marquis led Lefty
toward Fifth avenue.
Humpy Jack, who had finished pol
1shing the last customers boots loiter-
ed slowly after them; and Hantlin, the
detective, cursing the disguise he had
adopted, since it hampered his move
ments, hobhled along with suspicious
agility after the boctblack.
He lad not been near enough to hear
a word that had passed between Lefty
and the Marquis del Castel!ani; but he
saw plainly that they We're lovers, ana
he would have hazarded anything short
of discovery to have been able to follow
them and listen to their conversation.
This he felt to be impossible, for the
marquis had too keen an eye not to OBJ
serve any suspicious Guickness of gait
ON the Fart of hobbiing and time
worn old tramp, such as the detective
was now Dersonating.
1Iantlin, would, however, hazard
word with Humpy Jack as he passed
by; and as he now overlook the boy,
he whispered, rapidly:
Don't lose sight of them, if it takes
every cent of the five dollars. Keep
your eye on them, wherever they go,
and I'll give YOU three more fives to
keep that one company"
/, At first sound of the tramp's voice
Jacky had turned with an easy flow of
dmpudence ready: but, meeting the
clear, bright eye that looked out from
ats bleary surroundings, the words died
on his lips.
! "Good Lordy!" he mutte1ed, in ad-
miring establishment, as he recognized
the detective. "Darned eft you don't
take the cake. mister! All right, boss;
see you later!"
And swinging his backing box, he
Quickenel his steps, and was soon close
to the pair whom he was logging.
The tramp hobbled slowly along until
he had turned the next street corner,
and then, careless OF attracting atten-
ton, hurried OH in the direction Of his
lodging house.
CHAPTER XXIII.
The Power of Jealousy.
Hantlin's first act on reaching his
own room was to transform himself
from a miSerab BILE tramD into a daDper