The Holly chieftain., 1901-03-15
the ics carnival. stsppsd upstsirs -
pay his respsotA to .Ms. II {n1,ston.

pay his respectA to .Wrs. sT&n1Jston,
Bending clos dow1 mir his Hps
nsared her Diak ear, PAsl, u nen-
otonpus vstes. rseltSds 3 mi of state
ment. He spoks In carefully meatarsd
tones. ~ II anxious that not the
merest syllable should be siurred over.
The room was still and quiet. and
GLADLY slept on tranquility. while Paul
lookeds round him for something he
wanted
Reaching over. he drew towards him
q japanese screen. ana hxed 1t partly
between the sleeping girl and little
table. on which were writing materi-
ais. Then he spread ont a blank sheet
Of white paper, and then lifted first =
pen, then 4 pencil from the writing
table.
NO." he muttered. I've something
better sttll!'' And fram his. waistcoat
pocket he drew stylographtc pen.
which he gently placed between the
thumb and hnger OF the little limp
hand of the girl.
GLADLY" he whispered distinctly
awake, Gladdy!"
The girl stirred uneasily.
Write down word for word what
you heard me say few mintues ago."
This time Paul's voice had in 1t
note Of commend. almost of menace:
and instantly GLADLY sat up straight.
with the pen held firmly in her fingers.
Her eyes were wide open and sleep
had flown.
Edging the screen little forward,
Paul got 1t adjusted so that GLADLY did
not see the sheet Of blank paper, then
he gently guided her hand around the
edge of the screen and placed it upon
the paper.
"Write!" he said. harshly, and Glad
dy obeyed. But from her position
she could not see what she was writ
ing Ks
Presently, as Paul's dark eyes In
tently watched the motionless pen In
the slim, small fingers. II moved. Glad
dy was writing something carefully,
and in slow, painstaking manner,
much as child under the eye Of q
master would do.
And while she wrote Paul watched
her breathlessly On, on the pen trav-
eled over the sheet.
Gladys handwriting was small and
upright and unlovely, the handwriting
of the up-to-date girl OF today. Paul's
breath grew labored as he watched
the pen moving. He could have dash
ed OF the sentence in half the time;
but then between GLADLY and himself
there was at least quarter of CEN
tury In age. At last the end Of the
page was reached, and the stylograph-
ic pen dropped from the limp, white
fingers.
Sign it! Sign your full nAme!"
The command came In breathless
syllables. as though the speaker was
greatly excited.
The pen was instantly lifted.
There was Just room for the brief
signature-Gladys Templeton. Then.
with low sigh Of exhaustion, the girl
slipped backward into her chair. and
Paul Andsell. after carefully blotting
the sheet Of paper, folded 1t and placed
1t in his pOcketbook.
II must get the names of couple OF
witnesses. and the things done! But
that's an easy matter in Montreal"
AS silently. as he came Paul Andsell
departed. Down the wide staircase he
sped. and out into the clear, white
stiffness Of the starry night, his DARK
eyes blazing with strange. triumph
ant light.
''Is it you. Paul' You have come
homer" .r{J 4 :.
A sweet. vibrating voice. called out
gently as his latchkey opened the door
of the little suite of rooms or nat
which he called home in the gay city
of Montreal
"Yes, have come, Diana: and I
have good news-rare. good news for
you.' s@s.
A large, golden haired woman. with
a milk-white skin. came out Of one
Of the rooms opening into the hall.
where the skeleton .lo0med quaint and
hideous. She was Paul Andsell's wife.
GLADLY had been right In her sur
mise; but Mrs.. Andsell was not .
happy wife. TO Judge by her detected.
limp appearance.
Years ago when Paul nrst saw d.
ana standing in front Of the little New,
England homestead that nestled under
the great maple trees. he had thought
her the prettiest girl this world held,
The poor. shabby, little house was dig,
nifed by the morning Glories that