Connecticut western news., 1903-07-02
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through this place till tonight. There will be ample time"
 Did Mir. Heldar send you to me"
 Certainly not. Dick wouldn't do that sort of thing. He's sitting in his studio turning over some letters that he can't read because he's blind"
 There was q sound of choking from the sun hat. Maisie bowed her head ! and went into the cottage. where the red haired girl was on sofa complain ing of Il headache.
 Dicks Dlind," said Maisie, taking her breath quickly as she steadied her self against a chair back. My Dicks blind"'
 "What% The girl was on the sofa no longer.
 "A man has come from England to tell me. He hasn't written to me for six weeks"
 Are you going to him?' "I must think"
 Think. should. go back to London and see him. and 1. should kiss his eyes and kiss them and kiss them until they got well again. If you don't go shall. Oh, what am I talking about? You wicked little idiot, Go to him at once, Go"
 Torpenhow's neck'was blistering, but lie preserved smile of infinite pa tience us Maisie appeared bareheaded in the sunshine.
 Il am comingS" said she. her eyes on the ground.
 You will beat Vitry station, then, at this eveninyS' This was an order de livered by oneI who was used to being obeyed. MaiSe said nothing. but she felt grateful thut there was no chance of disputing with this big man who took everything for granted and man aged Il sque;rling horse with one hand She returned to tie red d'haired girl. who was weeping bitterly. and between tears. kisses-very few of those-men thol. packing. and an interview with kami, the sultry afterIDon wore away Thought might come nfterward. Her present duty was to go to Dick-Dick, who owned the wondrons friend and sat in the dark playing with her un- opened letters.
 But what willlyou do?" she said to her companion.
 "I? Oh. I shalli stay here and-inish your Melancolia," she said, smiling pitifully Write to me afterward."
 That night there ran legend through try-sur-Marne of n mad Eng lishman. doubtless suffering from sun. stroke. who had drunk all the officers of the garrison under the table. had borrowed a horse from the lines and had then and there eloped after the English custom with one of those more than mad English girls who drew pie lures down there,under the care of that good NJ. Kami.
 'They are very, droll.' said Suzanne to the conscript in the moonlight by the studio wall. 'She walked always with those big eyes that saw nothing and yet she kisses me on both cheeks as though she were my sister. and gives me-see-1O francs.'
 The conscript levied contribution on both gifts, for he prided himself or being a good soldier.
 Torpenhowe spoke very little to Mai ste during the journey to Calais. but he was very careful to attend to all heI wants, to get her compartment en tirely to herself and to leave her alone He was amazed at the ease with whicl the matter had been accomplished.
 'The safest thing would be to let her think things out. By Dicks showing when ne was off his head-she must have ordered him miabout very thorough ly. Wonder how fshe likes being under orders"
 Maisie never told. She sat in the empty compartment, often with her eyes shut that she might realize the sensation of blindness, It was an order that she should return to London swift ly and she found herself at last almost beginning 10 enjoy the situation. This was better than looking after trunks and a red haired friend who never seemed to take any interest In her sur roundings. But there seemed to be a feeling in the air that she, Maisie, of all people,. was in disgrace.
 Therefore she Justified her conduct to herself with great. t.success till Torpen- how came up to her on the steamer and without preface began to tell the story of Dicks blindness. suppessing few details. but dwelling at length on the miseries of his'delirium., He stopped before he reached the end. as though