Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1902-11-20

| LuWdlIe D6ln5 dDSOFDeO Dy Llo re-
membrance of his ride by this same
road the night before, and Crosmont
still nursing his irritations at having
to pass his own residence-such at
least was the Interpretation his COM
panion put on this fresh outburst of
drew near to the house, for the
scowl on the agents face grew deeper,
and he would not turn his eyes tow
ards the garden where Armathwaite,
glancing over the high wall, saw the
lady in her long cloak throwing
crumbs to the birds, while Uncle Hugh
in faithful attendance drove off the
excited dogs. The young doctor felt
his heart leap up. Knowing her lone
Illness, full of vague surmises as to
possible dangers to her, he found
something iHexpressibly touching in
the statuesque figure, clothed as she
had been when she saved him mar
a white hand, on which the little
meaningless wedding-ring shone path
etically, and dropping the crumbs half
listlessly upon the snow. AS the gig
went by she raised her eyes, and a
luminous look of hope and yearning
seemed to glow in them steadily as
they met those of Armathwaite; he
felt that this passing glimpse OF a
woman whose sweetness and purity
were already articles of faith with
him, was like breath of fresh air let
in upon the heavy, sitting atmosphere
OF doubt, intrigue, and suspicion, with
which his visit to The Crags had filled
his mind. Then it was that, looking
at his companion, he became certain
that the steadily averted head, and the
expression CT sullen defiance on the
young agents face, were signs not so
much of antipathy as of remorse.
ArmathTaite felt this so strongly that
he had to put constraint upon himself
not TO burst out either mt a voI1ey of
fierce and strongly put reproaches. or
into contemptuous exposition of the
fact that in neglecting a noble wife
for the favors o. caprlcIous woman,
he was, besides betraying the trust
of his employer, making very great
and distinguished fool of himself.
Luckily, the young Yorkshireman re-
tanned enough self-control to prevent
his frenzied chivalry from finding vent
in words, and his strong feeling grad
ually subsidized into alarmed surprise
at the inroads the adventures of the
last two days had made in his accus-
toned splendid stolidity.
The way to Bronksome, when the
dangerous junction of the higher and
lower roads into Mereside was passed,
was level am good, and they reached
the little town before the last glow of
the sunset land faded behind the hills.
They took a turning to the left out of
the town, and passed a number of
pretty little villas, detached and semi
detached, on their way to the doctors.
I'VE shall be there in two minutes
now,' said Crosmont, who had been
morosely silent for some time. 'Ill
put you down just this side of the
house If you don't mind, for | don't
want to see any of them. The doctor
bores one with his psychical research,
his wife is too dictatorial to be borne,
and his daughter is ugly enough to
make one sick. On second thoughts
though" he went on obviously, Il sup
pose I'd better call and leave in
quiries."
He drew up at the garden-gate of a
rather pretty little semi-detached
house, the tesselated pathway of
which had been carefully cleared of
snow. On the gate was brass-plate
with the name "Dr. Peele." There
was a fernery in the lower window
and birdcage hanging above it. Cros-
mont remained with his horse as Ar
mathwaite went up to the door, which
was open in spite of the weather, and
rang the bell. In a few moments the
door of the inner hall was opened by
the plaineSt feminine person he re-
to have seen. She was very
short. and of what may be irreverently
termed SQUAD" figure. with a round
back and head held too far forward.
She had a bullying forehead, small
round eyes, a nose that turned up so
much that it seemed to draw her up
per lip with it, exposing to constant
view a row of prominent and uneven
teeth; and her complexion was of
that sallow kind to which no exer-
else brings a becoming flush. In
spite of all these disadvantages, Ar
who guessed she was the
ugly daughter referred to. felt that he
should like the girl. Not that he held
the copy book maxim that beauty was
no object as long as you were good:
but this plain little person had a kind |
ly and good-humored expression which |
promised all sorts of good qualities |
to anyone who should not be deferred |
by her ugliness from further acquaint- |
ance.
rs DR.. Peele at homer" asked he, |
raising his hat.
Yes. but he's i'll. and can't see any
one, I'm afraid. Isn't that Ned Cros- |
mont out there?" she asked. in loud J
er voice, coming step forward.
yes. How do, Nellie? How's the
doctor? DR.. Armathwaite has come
all the way from London to see him"