The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1904-02-11

she went on politely, "but I'm afraid
there isn't thing gould care for. You
see, this is furnished cottage, and all
the silver is plated, which isn't any
use to you. of course. And we never
keep any money III the house, though
think--I think" with an effort at
remembrance, that have two quar-
tiers in my purse; if that would be OF
any service to your tentatively.
The man seemed about to express
his disappointment, when Mrs. Carson
thought again of her husband.
II mustn't stay here talking. I've
been ages getting this Ice" and
straightway sne ran up stairs, leaving
Gus McClatchie standing in the middle
Of the kitchen floor.
"Well, I'll be skewered" he said,
slowly. Then, as his hostess had not
locked or even shut the door at the
head Of the stairs he followed in her
steps.
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that even the ice did not allay.
What shall I do? Oh, what shall
do?' was her dumb cry, as he strus-
gled fiercely with her, and in answer
came the thought of the burglar. Leav.
ing Edward to fate for few minutes
she ran to seek her fellow-housebreak-
er. She found him in the dining room
looking over the silver by the light of
the candle she had left there. AS she
entered he turned, startled and made a
nervous gesture toward his pocket.
"Oh, I'm so glad you're still here"
cried Molly. excitedly. please come
with me- Mr.. Carson is dreadfully de-
lirious, and 1 don't know what to do.
Come" and she twitched his sleeve to
hasten his hesitating progress.
McClatchie followed slowly, but once
in the sick room his diffidence van
ished. Many a case Of delirium tre-
mems among his friends had given him
as 4 nurse. Molly became
his subordinate with instructive sur
render. for she saw that with the sick
man he was alert and capable, and
showed a marked genGleness - bred.
perhaps, by his vocation.
Three O'Clock had struck before Car
son sank into the quiet of exhaustion.
Molly's face fairly glowed with graft
tude as she turned to McClatchie.
The man grinned with honest pride.
Though the smile did something to re-
deem his face, Molly appreciated for
the first time since his abrupt appear
ance what rough-looking fellow he
was. Now that all was quiet she grew
ca ger for him to leave.
IF you're going through the village
she said, would you stop at DR.. Fra
dy's and ask him to come here at once?
It's the rock house opposite the post
office"
The grin faded from McClatchie's
face.
1.-THE rock house opposite the post
ofice?" he repeated. I'D rather not go
there, Ma'am. You seeyou see, I've
visited there once tonight already"
"But why should that prevent you?
Oh! You mean you-? O-oh!'
Molly stared at the man with some
little fear as the import Of his words
iiawned on her, but her gaze at him
,omprehended Edward, and a greater
fear seized her as she thought of her
situation if left alone with him during
another paroxysm. Drawing closer 10
she looked guilty about,
anu then whispered:
Ibid any one see you:'
t.No.'
-'Then if should write a note could
you not leave it there? You SEE
Her voice broke, and she made ges-
ture Of helplcssness. The suspicion of
tears was too much for Gus.
go ahead and write. I'll do it" he
growled.
At half past four the old doctor was
with Molly.
"Was 1 compromising felony or any
thing?" she asked. smiling up at him.
And McClatchie, walking over the
sleepers on his way to DENLY, was ex-
periencing q sensation new to hlm-a
yearnins for a woman's love like Mol
ly's for her husband. and feeling OF
over his nights work,
even though his pockets were empty
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