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

~ ~; " srenae to an expert like your
1 selfS& E,nid went on, with cold con-
ta,nnt Won took advantage OF my
aunt,s misfortunes. All, she is a al
sarar i woman since Lord Littimer
came here. But her sorrow mas
crushed her down, and that orger -
/ the ring you dangled before her eses
deceived her.
Il never showed her the ring, heh-
son said, braZenly.
"And you can lcok me In tne iace
and say that? One night Lady Lltt-
mer snatched it from you n ran into
the garden. You followed I'M strug-
! gled for the ring. And Mr.. DaVid
| Steel. who stood close by, felled you
to the earth with a blow on the side o
your head. I wonder he didn't XII
YOU. | should have done so In MS
/ place. And yet, it would be a pity 10
hang anyone for your death. see
herel"
Enid produced the ring from her
pocket. Lord Littimer looked at 1t In
tently.
"Haye 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 "
out of my sight"
"An excellent forgery" Idttimer
murmured. "a forgery calculated 10
deceive many experts even. | Will
compare it with the original by-and-
by"
Henson listened with a sinking feel
ing at his heart. Was it possible he
wondered, that Lord Littimer had
really recovered the original? He had
had hopes of getting 1t back even now.
and making it the basis OF terms OF
| surrender. Lady Littimer snatched the
ring from Iittimer's grasp and threw
it 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. I say nothing about
the money, because that is nothing in
| comparison. But the years that are
lost can never come back to me again.
When / think of my past and the past
of my poor, unhappy boy, l feel that !
have no forgiveness for you. If you
Oh, go away; don't stay here-go! II
/ had known you were coming I should
have forbidden you the house. Your
mere presence unnerves me. Litti-
mer, send him away"
Littimer rose TO his feet and rang
the bell.
you will be good enough to rid me
of your hateful presence" he said, at
once; now go!"
But Henson still stood, ~irresolute.
He idgeted from n foot to the other.
He seemed to have some trouble that
he could find no expression for.
II want to go away" he murmured.
II want to leave the country. But at
the present moment / am practically
penniless. If you would advance
me-"
Littimer laughed aloud.
Upon my word" he said, 'ayour
GOODNESS is colossal. l am going to
prosecute you. | am doing my best to
bring you into the dock. And YOU ask
meme, Of all men-to find you mon
ey so that you can evade Justice!
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, sullen
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.
is that how you treat a gentle,
mann" Henson demanded.
Il amt a gentleman" Williams said.
Never set up to be. And / amt a dirty
rascal who has Just been kicked out Of
a nobleman'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. r monty a servant.
but I'm an honest man"
Henson stified his anger as best he
could. He was too miserable and
downcast TO think of much besides
himself at present. Once the lodge
gates We're open, Williams stood aside
Tor him to pass. The temptation was
irresistible. And Henson's back was
turned. With a kick of concentrated
contempt and fury Williams shot Hem
son INTO the road, where he landed full
on his facea His cup of humiliation
was complete.
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