Pierre weekly free press. (Pierre, S.D.) 1889-19??, 1904-06-02
CHATTER vIIl.-(c ontinued.)
By
Tom Gallon

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"a plausible story" said the other,
with a little laugh apart from the
absurdity of 1t and the ridiculous
fashion In which you speak of my
father, David Yarwood, suppose you
have full proof Of what you say-wit-
nesses to confirm 1t? You would
scarcely have come here to insult me
with such a story unless you had some
reason to believe that it was true, or
something to s,Ibstantiate it. The law
which placed me here will require a
lot of satisfying from an unknown
beggar woman who comes from no
where
You know that am not a beggar
woman; you know that | am Grace
Yarwood," cried the girl, passionate
{ ly.
How many people have you told
that you are Grace Yarwood?" asked
Joyce. And under what name are
you living now? Does any one know
that you are Grace Yarwood, as you
assert"
Only one manor two. at most"
replied Grace, faltering little.
i see you are not quite sure. You
haven't got your story right yet And
your fatherwhere is he?'
.'I--I don't know"
That's bad. The father who knows
everything, and who was supposed to
give me the papers,. has disappeared.
How convenient for you! Have you
any other interesting particulars to
give before L turn you out of the
house?"
You know have no proofs, you
know that I am helpless" exclaimed
Grace, quickly. But this place is mine,
end am Grace Yarwood."
And how Will you prove that?"
asked joyce, mockingiy, dropping her
mask d moment. Start to-day if you
like: claim anything and everything,
and let US see who will win. My law
yer in London viii tell you that have
established my claim to the estate.
Surprising, for moment, that your
story is true don't you think you'd
better produce witness or two
above all, find that father of yours,
with bis opium soaked brain
All, you do know, then; you re,
member that" exclaimed Grace, OK
citedly.
And II I do ?-and II, to you here.
behind locked doors. confess the
fraud. what them asked Joyce
springing up from her chair. 81 hold
the proofs, and everything is mine
Get out OF this house or I'll have you
turned QUIT She sprang forward as
she spoke and rang a bell sharply. The
door opened and her maid ran in.
II won't co.. said Grace, defiantly.
This place is mine, and here will
remain
Janet" said Joyce Bland, quietly,
"this is q woman met some time ago
In Nevada, and was foolish enough to
tell something OF my history to. ano
ia give her my address in England
Unfortunately, she bears a character
out there which will not stand investi-
cation. =
Il quite understand, miss said the
girl, with quick glance at Grace.
what do you wish me to dol"
Have her turned out of the house;
under no circumstances admit her
again, said Joyce as she sank again
into her chair,
The girl held the door open; Grace.
did mt move. Then the girl ran quick
" out OF the room. and q moment later
returned with two menlseryants. And
still trace Yarwood did not move.
{ You are to remove this person from
the house" said the girl.
The men. after q helpless glance at
each other and at their mistress, step
ped forward and motioned toward the
door; they had evidently no wish to
be rough over the matter. Grace, how
ever. seeing In that bitter moment her
own helplessness and the degradation.
70 which she was to be subjected. drew
back and cried out fiercely:
won't go; this Is my house. and /
refuse 3
Then she felt herself grasped by the
arms and literally hustled out OF the
room and down the stairs. The strug.
Gle and fight had gone out of her; she
bowed her head In shame and allowed
them TO conduct her to the door. And
there one Of then younger and less
consfd erate than the other gave her
4 thrust which sent her stumbling over
the step and fairly into the arms OF q
stranger who was coming toward the.
door. he strange quite young
mar tier one glance at her, gently
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