Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1901-08-29

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Ninifred, seeing pleasant finale to
what might have been disagree
able contretemps; "and here is Ned
TO take my place with you, Vance.
I'll be ten minutes dressing, Mill
sent" and, nodding to her brothers
friend, who had thus opportunity APP
Peared, she went out. Millicent fol-
lowed her.
Ned Price laughed as soon as he
was alone with his friend.
THE warfare still RACES, see" he
observed, as he proceeded to array
himself for the fencing bout; can
didly, / think you're an ass, Vance.
There is nothing of the new woman
about Miss-er-Dr. Millicent Trevor;
you must admit that"
'Oh, / admit anything if il dis
misses the subject" said Vance, with
shrug of annoyance; "come, I'm
ready for a good tilt. Don't put the
guard on your foil. It's much more
exciting withou-"
Exciting? Yes-but-"
| But me 10 butts. Let's see what
stuff you're made of this morning"
| And, following instructions, as he
Invariably did with Vance, Ned en-
tered into the fray with his accus-
toned 1est. For few minutes the
young men played with great deiib-
eration, making their thrusts with
care, lunging with caution and run
ming no risks.
But presently the heat of contest
rose in their veins. Forgetting eau
ton, disregarding the fact that they
were playing without guards, Ned
made violent lunge, his foil missed
the wide aim he had intended and in
an instant had swerved to its resting
place in Vance's side.
The young man dropped TO the
floor with barely a groan. Ned stood
gazing stupidity at the PROSTATE fig
ure. The crimson staining Vance
Jacket brought him 20 his senses. He
hurriedly bent over his friend, tear
ing open hts shirt The wound spout
ed out its warm. red stream.
Good heavensl Vance. old FELLOW,
this is awful didn't mean"
Vance opened his eyes.
That's all-right-Ned. 1t doesn't
-amount-tO much" he murmured;
"Winifred-"
Then he lapsed into unconscious
ness.
Ned gave a frightened call for help
and rushed TO the door. Winifred and
Milhoent, with their outside wraps
on, were passing through the hall on
their way out.
what rs it? Anything wDong?" de-
manded Winifred.
"Yes. Vance. I'm afraid-I've hurt
him-he would play without the
guards-there's wound"
But Winifred, with cry, had flown
TO her brothers side. Her distract
ed cries pierced the ears of the other
two. who had followed her.
"oh he's dying. he's dyingl Milf
cent, Millicentl can't you do some
thing? Oh. what shall we do?"
MillEeot approached quickly but
quietly She knelt and unfastened
Vance's cravat.
~He is not dead. DEAR" she said 10
Wmifred; she has simply tainted.
That is natural. He is losing blood
while you are talking"
Tell me what 10 do and I'll do
II. Oh. If he dies"
| sIn the name of common human
ity." interposed Ned. imPatiently.
cant you do sonrething?"
lit isn't a case of can or will
Mr.. Price said Millicent, quietly;
lit rs a case of whether | am to be
allowed. / shouldn't care to begin
and then find resistance. Mr.. Bishop
has an antipathy TO women physi-
clans. Better send for your physi-
elan, Winnie"
"I1l 90" said Ned, and hurried out.
Winifred turned almost savagely
upon her friend.
and I'm the meantime is he 70
die? And because you won't help
him? Oh, Millicent-"
A sob choked the further utter
ance of words. Millicent restrained
an impulse 70 iaugh.
"My dear, I've been holding the
wound together. Your brother will
not die-at least not from this. If
| you'll get me some bandages and my
box of implements in my room, the
bottom bureau drawer"
"God bless you!"
Winifred rose with alacrity, but she
paused to say: "You don't think he'll
die?"
mo. of course not"
Winifred vanished.
And with her went Millicent's In
difference. She glanced hastily
around. and upon assuring herself
that no one was in the room. she
examined the wound with far greater
care than she had at first displayed.
she listened eagerly 10 the heart
heats. Her whole manner betrayed
the keenest anxiety. 4 look of ten
derness her friends had never seen
crept into her luminous eyes. She
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