The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1901-11-14
FULTON COUNTY NEWS.
LOVE LIES
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course. Between ourselves it's the
find of thing that would do for a
man utterly if he married her. Oil
! know it's an awful thing to say,
but you and / are like brothers, and
] must try and explain it to you.
You know my old father? A rare
good sort, but stiff as buckram and
as old fashioned as the lace on my
great-grandmother's Sunday cloak.
1t would kill him, and l simply can't
face it-that's all. Bob, l can't say
any more. viii you do itp"
"Why not tell her yourself, like
a man ?" said /.
He made despairing gesture.
you don't know Ivy" he said.
"It's impossible, Bob, l couldn't
face that; either way l am between
the devil and the deep seattle devil
Of my fathers wrath and the deep
sea of her.
"AIisery," l suggested.
eyes, Pm afraid that's the word
for it." he said, knocking the ashes
from his pipe with hand that
trembled. "Don't let me know any
thing about it, but do it, Bob; do it
somehow or other-my whole fu-
ture is at stake"
81 am going to do it," said I.
"Give me her address and I'll 90
this afternoon. l merely wish to
mention, however, that you are a
confounded cadp
"Is Mrs. Dare at homer" / asked,
standing on the doorstep of dingy
little house off the Kings road,
Chelsea.
81 expect her in every moment"
said the landlady graciously. "Sec-
ond floor, sirl I'm afraid the stairs
are rather dark"
Dark they certainly were, for /
could see nothing whatever but the
curtain of November fog which en-
tirely enveloped the dingy landing.
] stumbled up stairs, however.
thankful that the landlady did not
offer to accompany me, and entered
Mrs. Dare's apartments. As I wait
ed one or two little trifes caught
my eye, and as l prided myself on
being judge of human nature they
had for me their full significance.
The first was child's. headless
horse, evidently thrown down after
a game Of play.
"Humph! Her child is often with
her-an affectionate mother, there
fore has heart" said to myself.
The second trihe was a bunch of
yiolets standing in a cracked jug of
water.
"Fond of flowers" 1 said. 'Per-
haps he used to give her violets.
Yes, certainly she has a heart"
The third trihe was a volume of
Shelley.
A slight rustic at the door and
then the handle was quickly turned
and young woman entered the
room.
''Better late than neverw she
cried, addressing my back, which
was all she could see.
/ wheeled around at once. AS
she saw strangers face she gave
cry Of horror.
ooh, pray excuse me, / thought
you were "a great friend"
81 have come from a great friend.
l mean Lord Belmorris"-
"Oh, is he i'll? Don't, pray, don't
say he is i'll, for I could never get to
Belgrave square and nurse him-at
least"-
Here she stopped and blushed.
"Oh, | know all about it," said /,
"but he is not i'll, Mrs. Dare. He is
hunting today with the Pytchley,
and tonight" / continued brutally,
''he is coming to town, and he will
be at the Savoy. So you see he is
not I'LL"
81 am glad" she said. Then
looking at me with little air of
dignity. '"Then Why said she.
gave gulp. The dreadful mo-
ment was coming. Why was she so
young, so kind looking, so natural
and simple and altogether sweet?
81 am Harold's greatest friend"
] said. "Bob Hastings is my name.
know all about him, and he knows
all about me-"
"Sir Robert Hastings" she said.
"Yes, of course, | have heard of
you. Harold thinks the world of
you. He always says if he we're in
any trouble he should go straight to
you"
This was my chance. "He is in
trouble" / said, "and he has come
to me-"
''In troubled" said she, "Then if
you know all about him, Sir Robert,
you must know that it is to me he
should come when he is in trouble
and not to any one else in the whole
world"
1t was more and more difficult.
She looked prettier and prettier, but
! pulled myself together and told
her the truth.
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