The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1904-06-18
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not quite sure whether this was not
the sort of evil spirit that brought Ill
luck to people and sprains and spayins
to horses. But before he could make
up his mind what new form his pro-
test should take, she was away, flying
over the marsh to get to her lodging IN
the village before it should be dark:
The next day she came again, gid
ed into the cottage before the open
mouthed Sam, who was on duty as be-
! fore at the waters edge, and turned
! out the clothes she found mended
those that wanted mending, folded
them all up neatly, gave the rooms
such lighter attention as they now
required, and fed away.
On the third day, as she was COM
ing back after her days work, she
met Lord Catherington. Seeing him
In the distance, she went q little out
of her way to meet him, indeed, and
stopped him with the abrupt question:
Lord Catherington, is there any.
thing you will let me do for you noW!'
She looked up pleasantly, but he
would not so much as glance at her.
NO" said he, shortly, and walked
on.
But her spirits rose. He knew, oh!
he must know, surely, that Sam hadn'
done ything-everything? Gould
the normal male belief that clothes
mended themselves, rooms sweep
themselves, papers sorted themselves
go so far as that?
Next day she was at the cottage at
the usual time, and finding Wa1stcoa1
with some buttons perceptibly weak
ing in their allegiance to the stuff, she
sat down and strengthened their hold
And as she sewed Lord Catheringtor
came in. ;.
What are you doing here?" sale
he, sharply.
IT was only putting button on" re-
~ n.
out q look at him, as she folded the
garment and composedly carried it tc
the place she had taken 1t from
When she came back with her gloves
half on, Lord Catherington wa:
standing with his back to the fire
which she had lighted.
Look here, once for ALL" said he
harshly, II won't have you here! G.
away, and don't come back again.
Very WE'LL" said she, meekly, ant
she walked straight to the door.
. He called after her.
"And, look here, go back to London
and don't hang about here any longer
on any pretence. 7 won't have it,
, Pause. do you mean to do as I tel
your"
!. Yes" This spoken very meekly.,
"All right. Go to town tonight
It'll go at once
She went out of the cottage withou
a loko, or with scarcely a look a
: him, walked to her lodging in the vii
= lage as fast as she could, packed he
little trunk, found out the time OF tn
, next train, discovered that she Woul
=. have to go to the nearest town t
, catch it, as the last train to Londo
:, which stopped at the little station ha
: gone, paid her bill, hired cart and
: driver, and set out at once on he
! | journey.
!. She was set down at the station nc
l many minutes before the train cam
:, in sight. Standing on the platforr
. when he could see the white light /
4 front Of the engine, she heard Lor
Catherington's voice behind her, an
l. her heart beat very fast.
y Here's the salary you wanted sal
q he, shortly.
;, And as he turned he put a couple {
u sovereigns into her hand.
THANK you
els it enough? His voice was {
- hard as ever.
:; "Quite.'
q The train was very near. It WE
/, pretty dark. Lord Catherington ha
u already turned to go away, for he ha
y evidently no thought Of seeing her Of
u when she followed him into the static
- itself, stood right in front Of hir
-, - looked up in his face, and said, in
- - hurried, choking whisper:
~ God bless you! Good-by!"
- - Then she ran away and jumped in
~ the train.
y And he did not come back to see h