Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1902-10-23

no difference TO an expert AihS Joul
self" Enid went on, with cola con
temnt. You took advantage or my
aunt's misfortunes. All, she Is a oil-
feren / woman since Lord Littimer
came here. But her sorrow mas
crushed her down, and that forgery OF
the ring you dangled before her eyes
deceived her.
II never showed her the ring" Hen
son said, b%razenly.
aAnd YOU can look me in b face
and say that? One night Lady Litti-
mer snatched it from you and ran into
tbe garden. You followed and strug-
, cIed for the ring. And Mr.. David
Steel. who stood close by, felled you
To the earth with a blow on the side or
your head. I wonder he didn't Kill
Won. I should have done so in his
| place. And yet, it would be q pity to
hang anyone for your death. See
herei"
Enid produced the ring from her
pccket. Lord Littimer looked at 1T in
tently.
Have you seen this before, my
dear?" he asked his wife.
Many a time" Lady Littimer said,
sadly. Take it away 1t reminds me
of too many bitter memories. Take 1t
out of my sight"
"An excellent forgery" Littimer
murmured. "a forgery calculated TO
deceive many experts even. Will
compare it with the original by-and-
by"
Henson listened with a sinking g 70
ing at his heart. Was 1t possible ne
wondered, that Lord Littimer had
really recovered the original? He had
had hopes of getting it back even now.
and making it the basis of terms OF
| surrender. Lady Littimer snatched the
ring from Iittimer's grasp and threw
il through the open window into the
garden.
She stood up facing Henson, her
head thrown back, her eyes flaming
with a new resolution. 1t seemed
| hardly possible to believe that this
| fine, handsome woman with the white
hair could be the poor demented
creature that the others once had
known.
Reginald Henson, listen to me-" she
cried. For your own purpose you cru
ely and deliberately set to work to
wreck the happiness Of several lives.
For mere money o did this; for
sheer love of dissipation you commit
ted this crime. You nearly deprived
me of my reason. | say nothing about
the money, because that is nothing in
comparison. Blu the years that are
lost a never come back to me again.
When | think of my past and the past
Of my poor, unhappy boy, / feel that |
have no forgiveness for you. IL you-
Oh, go away; don't stay here-go! II
/ had known you were coming | should
have forbidden you the house. Your
mere presence unnerves me. Litti-
mer, send him away"
the bell.
"You will be good enough to rid me
of your hateful presence" he said, lat
once; now goi"
But Henson still stood, i~rresolute.
He fidgeted from n foot to the other.
He seemed to have some trouble that
he could find nc expression for.
81 want to go away" he murmured.
Il want to leave the country. But at
the present moment l am practically
penniless. If you would advance
me-"
LIttimer laughed aloud.
Upon my word" he said, 'ayour
GOODNESS is colossal. / am going to
prosecute you. l am doing my best to
bring yol into the dock. And YOU ask
meme, Of all men-to find you mon
ey so that you al evade j~usticei
Have you not had enough-are you
never satisfied? Williams, will you
see Mr.. Henson off the premises?"
The smiling Williams bowed low.
With the greatest pleasure, my
lord" he said. Any further orders,
my lord?" =.
And he is not to come here again,
you understand"
Williams seemed to Understand, per-
fectly. With one backward, sulien
glance, Henson quilted the room, and
passed into the night with his compan-
ion. Williams was whistling, cheer
fully. with his hands in his pockets.
rs that how you treat a gentle
man? Henson demanded.
Il amt a gentleman" Williams said.
Never set up to be. And I amt a dirty
rascal who has just been kicked out of
a n0bleman's house. Here, stop that
Try that game again, and I'll call the
dogs. And don't show me any of
your airs, please. + monty a servant.
but I'm an honest man"
Henson stified his anger as best he
could. He vas too miserable and
downcast to think Of much besides
himself at present. Once the lodge
gates were open, Williams stood aside
for him TO pass. The temptation was
irresistible. And Henson's back was
turned. With a kick Of concentrated
contempt and fury Williams shot Hen
son into the road, where he landed full
on his face His cup of humiliation
was complete.
CHAPTER LvI.