The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1902-03-19
In the Ghosts Path
By Lester Grey.

II am glad that l afforded you SO much
amusement. His tone was very freezing.
And | am happy to tell you that the hat
has escaped injury. Your anxiety about it
was quite remarkable. AS for my injuries
oh, that is matter of no consequence to you
evidently
Her laughter had died away, and she bent
toward him eontriteiy. Forgive my laugh
ing! II you could only have seen how funn!
you lookedn' Another paroxysm was threat
ened, but she steadied her voice as she caught
sight of his face. But you are not hurt,
are you? Just let me brush you off, and you
will be all right, WILL
- VIII refused to be placated. He had been
laughed at, and ridcule pierces to the inner
most core of q mans being.
Don't pretend an interest you have Just
shown conclusively you do not feel. | am
quite ready to resume our walk-homeward
And he turned and began to ascend the in
cline. g.
The girl was glad that the friendly dark
ness hid her involuntary expression Of panied
surprise. William the meek William the
long suffering, had rebelled. She had leased
him and played with him: This, then, was
the last straw. - l.+.-
Then a wave of indignation flooded over
her. How rude he was, how unknd. She
stood still and gazed at the tall figure hur-
rying UP the slope. How could he treat
so? sShe would go home alone, But the park
was very dark and silent. cold tremor
seized her. She was afraid. -.
With most undignifed haste she hurried
after and caught up with him, painting. A
glance at him brought back her courage. HIS
bearing was anything but victorious <Et
Her tone matched his own as she said: 81
cannot go home alone. We need not have
any further conversation, however. and |
won't trouble you again. .a. .--s~
Voight WINGED visibly at her words There
We're signs of yielding he replied, You
know that am always glad to do things for
you" ---. --.r
Miss Manners laughed bitterly. "And yet
you were going to leave me alone just now.
1t wasn't kind, wasn't a gentlemanly, thing
to do. r. .- 49,. =
His anger famed up again. Il could not
endure your mockery 1t simply showed that
had been mistaken all along; that you did
not care for me; had been only playing with
me-" '... .... --..-. ..-.,= ~.
Her voice was low and vibrant as she re-
torted: That is why was restless tonight,
why have been restless for many days. I
was trying 10 make UP my mind whether I
really loved you. You have helped me 70
solve the question. l can give you the answer
now. It is Mo-
He too stunned to speak, and SO they
hurried on in silence. An angry spot of color
burned in the girls cheeks, but the daric-
her eyes and the palor Of the mans face.
Suddenly he caught her to him, but he
lifted her bodily and then set her down, trent
bling. Even as her cry Of indignation rang
out there was blaze of white light, whir
of wheels. and the automobile was out Of
sight.
Voight's voice tre1nbled as he whispered.
That is the White Ghost. but it might have
been the White Death for both of US.
He held her in his arms, though she strug-
gled. She was yet too indignant and too
startled to realize her narrow escape.
After a moment: What was it TO you If
had been killed? What right have you to
interfere?"
There was tratorous tremble in her voice
| that gave him courage.
| The right Of loving YOU Had the last ten
| minutes made life seem so worthless for you,
| too?'
! He tried to see her face, but she had hidden
| 1t on his shoulder. He bent his head till his
! lips almost touched her hair. Cant you
| find it in your heart to change your answer
| Her face was still hidden, and only lovers
ear could have caught the faint reply.