Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1903-01-17

"I'll 60 and see him If you say so,
Falmouth volunteered as he went
away.
81 wish you would" Gordon replied
And he added in tone that spoke Of Q
personal passion that was nearer anger
than any feeling he ever experienced
"1f he doesn't come down here before
night, mean to go and see him myself
I want to know from his own lips the
cause Of his absence"
The day went by, and Mr.. Marsh did
not appear. That evening Gordon told
Miss Andrews his intention. She made
no comment Of any kind. Gordon wait
ed a moment and then asked a ques
ton:
"How far Is Mr.. Marsh responsible
for all this suffering, for these deathsT
"God will judge him, not L" she an
swered, her blue eyes filed with light
that more than once during the week
Gordon had noticed as peculiar to her.
81 want to say the right thing to him
But I am afraid l shall lose my judg.
ment In the matter" he said as he hes
itated. Miss Andrews did not offer any
suggestion, and Gordon at once went
out and took the first car that made
connections with uptown lines.
1t was not until he stood on the IA
miliar steps that he realized in some
degree what he was about to do. The
chance Of meeting Luella was so small
that he had not given it any thought
He had not seen her since his inter
view with her, and while he was heart
hungry for the kind Of love that was
being denied him, the experiences
through which he had been since 60
ing to Hope House, the appalling char
acter of the disaster for which Luella's
father was at least in large part re
sponsible, fer the time being obscured
his personal affairs. 1t can truly be
said that as he gave his name to the
servant and asked to see Mr.. Marsh
he was nerving himself for the inter
view, with Luella in second place al
least.
He went into the hall reception room
and had only just sat down when Lu.
ella entered. He rose and faced her
and saw at once that some mistake had
been made by the servant. Luella was
deeply agitated. She was hardly able
to say:
II was told visitor wished to see
me-
81 called to see Mr.. Marsh," said
Gordon quietly, but his pulses were
beating high.
For a moment they stood looking al
each other and each noted something
even under the stress Of the situation.
John saw that the proud attitude was
marked by a sadness that had left its
mark on a beautiful face so clearly
that he said to himself, "She loves me
stillw Luella noted in her former lover
an added dignity and nobility and said
to herself, "..He is a man; not store
model like Penrose!' And there were
two hearts beating high In the short
silence.
Father is not at home. he is out Of
the city," she managed to say, but her
lips trembled in spite Of all her efforts.
Gordon took step toward the hall.
MAY I ask when he went away%
81 believe he left three days ago."
"The morning after the fire around
Hope House?"
"Yes."
There was another silence. Gordon's
mind went into a tumult.
MAY ask when he expects to re-
turn?"
II think tomorrow or the next day.
She was recovering her equanimity,
but she resented his questions.
"Will you kindly ask him to come
down to Hope House and see me on a
matter of business when he returns"
"Wil you state the business?" She
put the question as coldly as he had
put his.
Certainly" Passion had the reins
now and was lashing him hard. please
tell your father l want to ask him how
far he considers himself responsible for
the murder Of over sixty children and
the manning Of score more on ac-
count of the illegal tenement he con-
structed on Bowen street." 1t was
the severest thing he had ever said
to Luella. but his excuse was found
in the agony that filed Hope House at
that minute.
Murder, did you say?" Luella's eyes
blazed. She stepped toward John Cor
don and confronted him defiantly. do
you realize what you are saying"
do I? Oh, Luella, If you had seen
what have seen during the last three
days. Gordon broke down so sudden
iy that Luella was overwhelmingly en-
barrassed. 1t was no secret with her
heart that the man had her love; ut
least she was wretched without him,
even if she was not yet willing to live
with him where he chose to live. To
see him sitting there now, with his
face covered, smote her proud nature
so hard that in moment she would
have been kneeling beside him and
promising to 60 with him anywhere,
to leave every social pleasure she
priced. for the love of his heart.
But how should John Gordon know
anything Of all that? When he looked
up he saw her standing very still and
very white, staring ut him In ques-
tioning way. And in an almost matter
Of fact tone he began to relate the
facts about Mr.. Marshs relation to the
Iisastcr. He told the facts in quite a
dispassionate manner. In reality he
WAS exercising q great repression. And