Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1902-04-26
CHAPTER III,

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feet. I caught him as he fell.
CHAPTER III.
Gently l laid him down. and would
have supported his gray head upon my
arm had not she to whose mysterious
beauty l attributed his seizure come for.
ward and prevented me.
Let his head lie as low rs possible
she said; that Is the right way In
fainting fit. IL only people knew it,
She would have sprinkled a few drops
Of water on the forehead Of the uncon-
scious man. but Paula stepped between
her and the sofa.
"NO. you shall not touch him! 1t was
the sight Of you which made him ill.,
she cried angrily. 'Tercncc. tell her to
GOT
Even at this mOiscnt Uncle Wilfrid
opened his eyes dazedly. They turned
to Miss Hope. Never had I seen such
look upon my uncle's face. The light
of a long-vnnishcd youth shonc out Of his
eyes. II was a TRANSPORTATION.
Still he did not speak. and I saw, with
a vague thrill OF repulsion. that the Cor
gon features of Miss Trail were we'll
nigh trcmulous with an eagerness of ex-
pectation.
II very much regret II my presence has
distressed sir Wilfrid Amory," Miss
Hope answered Paula's TRADE with nm
exquisite humility. ~ will 20, of course.
Come, Miss Traill.'
mo; I beg Of you, do not go!' said my
uncle, imploringly. Terence, give me
an arm, and will rise. am quite right
again. and must apologize to every one
for making Il ridiculous exhibition Of my.
self viii you he NO kind us to give me
a glass of watcrT'
lie looked ut Miss Hope, who still held
the Jug from which she would have sprin.
killed. his forehead, and now she made q
movement to obey him, but Paula quick
Is street chcd out her hand and took the
| vessel from her, at the same time catch.
ing up a glass. The girl did not attempt
to resist. but only turned her eyes. with
Il pleading sweetness, to those OF my un.
| Gle.
"Will you not give 1t to met" he asked.
paula. you forget yOurself!'
Miss Hope poured the water from tho
jug into the glass. She went down ON
one knee, her left hand on the arm Of
the sofa, SO close us almost to touch his
hair.
| He looked straight into her eyes. His
hand fingered In taking from her the
glass Of water which she offered.
"You are Miss Hope, aud II friend Of
my nephew, Mr.. DarkmOrc, are you not =
he asked.
"Ycs. we are acquaintance. at least"
she replied. And her voice, and the look
with which she met him. were soft and
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across each other unexpectedly to-day.
He will have told You that, and l was
glad to think ! should meet you, Sir
Wilfrid. could not bear to 60 out OF
the room until you were yourself again,
and ! might hear you say 1t was not my
fault that You were III. Indeed, ] can't
see what ala. Please tell me 1t was
not L.
I'm afraid ! couldn't tell you that
with truth" said my uncle. But 1t was
assurcdly not your fault. Only the fault
Of a resemblance TO Que who was very
dear to me. When came In at the door
and saw you. II was az though the clock
OF time had been suddenly turned back
quarter OF century Terry, ! think
YOU VIII bear mo WITNESS that never, III
all the years You nave known me, did
SO disgrace myseii Detore'
II am quite READY 10 gave my evidence
as TO that, ! returned cneerfully, "and
40. ! should think' Is faa'a'
wished to bring her back to- his rec
objection, Tor, though she had been ac
nveiy rude, J could not nut DE sorry fol
,he girl Ter race was scarlet IRON
nroW 10 chin WIN anger ana Illumination
MISS ram, closely a'eohhpahlsd by tht