The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1904-05-21

Didn't you say those things to. me /
Iidn't you? s. Didn't you4?''
The answer came quite meekly,
humbly He bowed his head as he
said: Very likely. You maddened
me sometimes.
said: I'm sorry, very sorry / made |
yo uunhappy. You We're too good for
me, Bob"
But at that he laughed contemptu-
ously: 'Oh, yes, that's the old story
with a woman who gets tired OF
man, or a man who's tired Of a wom-
an. Too good for ,you!' And SO
you're at liberty to break his heart!
Don't talk such stuff as that to me.
Speak the truth, the truth! And don't
sit covering there as if you were
afraid of me. You're not. you know.
It's the other way about Come away
from that woman
Suddenly he stopped and drew q
long breath. Into his eyes there came
again the wild look Of the hunted
madman, and Beatrice, who saw now
that Rosa had indeed little to fear
from him, made a spring in the direc-
ton of the door. But he got there
first. In couple Of strides, and cried
out sharply;
you're the woman who had my
child, my little girl. Where Is she?
What have you done with herr Don't
think I mean to be baffled again. /
| mean to have her. She's mine. You
must give her up. Rosa here will
admit she's mine. Eth, your ladyship
Tell this woman to give me my child.
Beatrice, paralyzed with this con-
/ f1rmation Of her worst fears, cast an
| inploring look at Rosa.
| Tell him, tell him the truth" she
whispered, hoarsely.
But Rosa had her own ends to
/ oh VIC q Sliphf
shake of the head and waved her hand
as If to tell her not to distress herself,
4 and then made reckoning move
| ment towards him.
| IT want to know, first Of all, she
said, in the imperious tone Of a spoilt
woman, how you found me out down
here?"
Haven't you heard it said Love
will find out the way ?" he asked,
| coming nearer to her at once, but re-
spectfully, as one would approach q
''Well, but how did your
he. as II unwillingiy. II was follow
child, and I followed him down here"
Down here!" cried Rosa, rising
suddenly, and facing Beatrice with
frown. Then you've been seeing him.
meeting him %
Il buC bGdtIlCC was rI AL ~ NV AAAoStA
alarmed to answer. If the Woman.s
l anger were excited against Lord Cath
erington she might rouse Robert Bur-
nets vindictive fury afresh, thus d.
verting it from herself to the inno-
cent man who had been made heI
other victim.
1--WE only seen him once" she said
And looking full in Rosa's face she
added: And told you what ne
! said" 49,
The artist looked from Rosa to Be.
atrice. At once he was ready to take
J the part Of his faithless wife against
| her.
"Never trust a widow" said he
, I"Depend upon it, she's plotting agains
i lyou, Rosa She used to drive ou
| with Lord Catherington in London
: and the servants talked about her
She's avenging me for the way yo'
? treated me-.
He laughed mockingly, and Rosa
irritated by his words. glad of diver
: sion, turned upon Beatrice, who made
> a successful dash for the door. Bur
81 net laid his hand upon Rosas arm
and stopped her as she would hav'
l followed the other woman out OF Tn
: room.
= mo, no." said he, "let her go
4 She'll not be far off when you wan
4 her. Til show you the way. But
: must have a word with you first.
] 1T was not until she IOuHu Leioei
3 alone with him that Rosa began t
E realize the full danger of her posi-
/, ton. When he dragged her bacl
E from the door, led her down tn
/ room, forcing her forward with hi
teeth set and his mouth firml
0 closed she understood that the strug
I gle was about to begin. She mus
! Summon all her forces, all her wiles
: or she would have to pay a price sh
n dared not reckon.
4 For she. now perceived, for the frs
:. time, certain restless movement
q the right hand, which lowered fror
d time to time about the buttoned u
h front of the single breasted coat n
q wore. An adventurous life ha
o. taught her something, and again an
% again her eyes wandered in anxiety
20 see whether he would draw anythln
-. forth when his hand disappeared fc
"a a moment in the front of his coat.
i ''Sit down."
=, He left her no time to hesitate, fe
: he almost threw her on the couch
% the corner, where she was wont
m lie in the afternoon on her retur
= from her drive.
~ bob, what are you going to dog"
m "I'm going to call you to accom-
as I've a right to do that.
and will you be very hard, vel
ar unforgiving
II II with the instinct Of self-preserv
as ton, she overcame her sick re-
IA sufficiently to look up, with one of tt
alluring, languishing smiles whit
Ia had fired his heart and his senses
- the old days. The blood rushed
Of his white face; his hand fell down
ut his side, he leant against the mantl
to piece. and turned abruptly away.
er mo" said he at last in a low vofe
he without looking at her. Not so ha
d: as you deserve, daresay. Tell
IL. the truth--no lies-why did you
is away? Was it really because couldl
- make money fast enough? Was it
ed Of greed? For money? For bett
ng clothes, better food than could 81
ed YOU? For, If so, you are the lowe
ell thing that ever trod the earth, t
Sc vilest, the worst" His tone grew mo
cd inpassioned, his eyes more brillia,
an as he talked, Intoxicating himself wi
the thoughts, the memories that re
ad in his disordered mind. AS she co
an cred, her head bent, her han
he clasped, not daring to answer, he we
,e- on, after a pause, In a lower tone: :"
he was it for love? Was 1t that / n
worn out your patience with my je
ur ousy, my exactions? And that y
felt your heart go out to this har
r. some fellow with his refined voice a
We his high-bred ways? Was that
I'D Was 1t love, passion, that made
w go? Because that's a reason, an {
ed cuse in my mind, for anything.
Itf have done anything for love of. ye
and If it was love that carried y
,as away, I'll forgive you, my girl, I'll +
he give you, tho you broke my heart.
ID Rosa listened, calculated; for n
sid was not a nature in whom emot1