The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1903-09-25
cHAPrER xvll.-contlnued.

When the meal was over Or. Dun
widdie arose. and. as was his habit,
returned 10 the house up the road to
see 10 his patients condition, and
found that Johnson had slept through
the night scarcely stirring. still as
baby Things were going well To help
on his recovery; and though II would
be months before he could be able tn
get around. yet there was every hope
and every reason to expect him To
recover.
Johnson moved and opened his eyes
slowly rs Or Dunwiddie entered the
room. Vacant hollow eyes they We're.
with stare In them which startled
Dolores
Dr. Dunwiddic was az his side In
stantly. but without sign OF haste.
"He rs used Ia your voice" he said
Ia Dolores. without turning his head.
Speak to him Miss Johnson. Say
anything to him-anything YOU are in
the habit OF saying
Dolores came no nearer the bed;
she stood quietly at the window. and
asked in her ordinary voice. slow. nm
Interested Are you ready for breal..
fast. father
The hollow eyes closed weakly for
a moment Mrs Allen entered at that
moment with the beef tea. and DO
lores. taking the bowl from her hand.
crossed over to the bedside John
son again opened his eyes with the
old expression Of distrust and dislike
in them She bent over him. and Or.
Dunwiddie raised his head trife
gently ON his arm a. she put the spoon
Co his lips with steady hand and un-
moved face Hut when she offered
him the second spoonful he closed his
eyes aud cndeavured To turn aside his
head with the sullen expression ON
his face. Dolores bent over the bed
and held the spoon steadily Ia his
lips as she said In "A tone that thrilled
her listeners 10y It's slow almost stern
sweetness.
Drink this father
lie obeyed like "a child. and she fed
him carefully according Ia the &c.
tors orders. Or. Dunwiddic watched
her movements wondcringly. Where
did this girl get her womanly tact?
Surely not from this man upon the
pillows whose face was indicative of
nothing but brute nature.
II was an exquisite morning Mrs.
Allen was with the doctor. there was
40 need OF her there. and she went
out and sat ON the door.stonc Ia the
shadow OF the pines Leaning her
head against the doorpost her hands
fell TO her lap. Her eyes were intent
ON the mountain with sort of hun.
cry look IN them. II had meddled so
with her llfe-or was II the fate of the
stars that crippled her father and pre-.
vented his going to court where the
men were eager To- have him. like the
vulture on the mountain. She knew
little az fste or law. but IL seemed To
her that the one possessed her. and
the other was waiting waiting In
terrible silence Ior her father To 10
TO prove the malice prepense In the
tanning OF the mare-a waiting that
appalled, her by It's logged patience.
What her ncighbors thought she did
not care: she had lived without them;
she could still live without them. Had
she known how roughly they used her
name she would scarcely have under.
stood their meaning. Her mind was
too pure and too high above them to
comprehend the evil they would lay
at her door. Lode. among them all.
was the only kind one Not one OF the
woman bad been near her but the
women never did come: she cared
nothing about that. only there was
something In her life that had not
been there before and that called for
companionship for the sympathy Of