The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1903-06-14

not penny in the world but what I give
him. That is one reason-fnd there are
others. In her mothers presence I will
show Miss French that letter. tell her the
truth, and compel him to attest ii. After
wards But that does not concern you.
Now, write down the addresses, and then
please co.
He obeyed and went out in silence. his
heart aching for the still misery of this
stony woman. even while the indefnabie
dread with which she had from the first in
spired him grew and deepened; dread of
something impending-he knew not what.
The following day was an anxious one for
Colin. He did not once go near the factory,
but from Jeanne, whom, with Alec, he saw
in the earlier part of the evening, he learnt
that Jessie had been in high spirits all day
over her projected excursion. To them he
related the events of the previous night,
his discovery affecting Aylmer, and the ac-
| ton decided upon by the latters wife.
Asked what he himself intended TO do, he
replied that in the meantime he could only
! await developments, and after Jessie had
| had time to recover from the shock, APP
| proach her again and endeavor to regain
| his former position. His hearers agreed
| that such would be the wisest course for
| him to follow; but when they had parted
| from him jeanne turned to her lover. her
fine face all alight with eager sympathy.
II want you to come over to Govan-
street with me. Alec" she said. THE
/ Dibbs will be sure to have gone by nine,
| so that I'll see Jessie alone"
But" began Alec, in bewilderment.
"You silly! What if we haven't been
] IN NIX I fpp
| for her in such trouble as this-the shame.
the humiliation. the fear? I want to see
her. to tell her that nobody really knows
] anything, but only us three-you. Colin,
an myself-and get her to come out to-
| morrow usual, so that there won't be
any talk worth botherin' about. Besides,
I'd like to put in a word for poor Colin.
| Dye no see?'
Eyes, We kind-hearted darling. 1 do see.'
said Alec, with emphasis, and, resDrdless
Of who might be looking he caught her
| round the waist and kissed her.
Alec Glen, On the public street, ex-
claimed Jeanne. in horror; which horror,
| however, the eyes with which she looked
| up at her tall lover discounted heavily.
Next day Jessie appeared at the factory
| looking very pale, but otherwise showing
|
passed through. 1t was noticed too. that
she and jeanne Teller had become very
| good friends all at once, and the reason
| afforded room for good deal of specula-
| ton, as also did the sudden abandonment
| of the much-talked-of trip to Edinburgh.
| 1t might have been noticed too, had the
| necessary keelness of observation been
| forthcoming, that she seemed to be all
day afraid Of meeting someone. for she
| hurried In and out of the factory during
the day and quilted it's vicinity at night
fall with haste altogether unusual. But
| Colin-for it a meeting with him she
| feared-was not minded to risk further in
misunderstanding, and only when she was
| safely in her home did he seek her. From
Jeanie he had learnt something of the
agony of shame and distress in which she
had found Jessie, and the one thought in
his heart as he approached the house was
how he would atone to herr for both-just
as If the fault had been his, to begin with
When he entered the room where she
sat, she started up; her face alternately
red and white, and in the fevered blue
eyes a look that went to his very heart.
In an instant he was across the room and
had her in his arms, while she chung to
him, trembling and tried to speak.
| Colin, IL
He lifted the piteous little face, enforc-
ing silence with kiss. That is past,
| DEAR" he said Forget it,"
AT that, the last vestige of self-restraint
left her, and the tears came like a torrent
| 1t was more than an hour before the storm
spent itself, and with the peace that fol-
| lowed. Aylmer, or rather, Dibb, was for
gotten.
But not for long-no longer than four
days afterward, when Colin, with a sick
horror gathering at his heart, read in the
newspapers account of the death of
Findlay Dibb by accidental poison
ing. "A distressing fatality" the
report called It, and everything in the ac-
count pointed to misadventure on the part
of the dead man. 1t might have been SO,
the young man thought. even remember
ing the face and words of the woman that
night, 1t might have been so, but
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