Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1904-05-19

An4s turned, flushing hotly, q looI
Into he brofel Sor's own sSea. sbrim-
ming with SURPRISED. joyful tendSrnes.
mot II be fnistdken. ITS import burned
all her world upside down she staml
me.ed something incoherent; but the
professor drew her hand within his
ARM NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
a "The cousins wait, ~meih Kind" hS
said, and q note in his vibrant voice
set her blood surging For ourselves.
we haf all our lives, yet. to sing 'Lieb
Vaterland together" 81 - -
K Dazed At the wreck she had wrought
Anne suffered herself to be led. Back
at the entrance the slances.of her rela-
tives fell on her Hike daggers. The rest
Of the day was nightmare, with the
cruel fate knocking her at every step,
and crushing all sweetness from the
knowledge SO suddenly come to her Of
her own heart-and the professors
The climax appeared later, in the
storm Of suspicious accusations that
privately broke on her defenseless
head,
Late that night Anne crept from her
sleepless bed, and in her white wrap
per stole softly down the back hall,
Her excuse was glass of fresh water Y
but the real thirst Of her sore heart
was for the near presence Of the pro-
fessoF, unconscious though -it.might, be.
In the frightened CLEAN Of her candle
she crouched a moment on her return
by the door inside which she knew he1
ray sleeping. Aebig sob welled up ln1
her throat. Ont To have gone, like
the Bible woman, and lain down at his
dear feet! Then, she told herself
death were nothing For Anne, one
must remember. was young.
/. Without warning the door of the den
opposite opened, and the professor
himself stepped out A stare of in
credulity flled his eyes as they fell on
the crouching figure. Then glow
leaped into them. He strobe across.
but half way candle and glass slipped
from Annes nerveless fingers and,
crashing on the hard floor, left the two
In utter darkness. 4
Anne! Colt in Himmel!" calculated
the professor, softly. He CROPPED. I'M
daunted, and in d moment had gath
cred her to him, and found her tear
wet cheek with his bearded lips.
What is it. Lebchen? Thou vert
right to come to me. | saw that some
thing 81
But Anne, with one tremulous, hys-
terical effort, wrenched herself 'FRONT.'
the passionate clasp and fed, like the
thief she was, to sob out her shame
and fright and misery in her own little
bed. Jl
She did not go down to breakfast
next morning. The white cheeks and
heavy eyes smote even Aunt Adelaide's
conscience; but Anne i'll only repre-
sented to her one more care, and Della
had kept her awake half the night with
jealous complaints. That young wom-
ans latest grievance, however, wasi
Anne's sole relief in the whole miser-
able forenoon. The professor had been
;alled away on business and would not
return till nightfall; 80 at least six
hours Interviewed before she must face
him again, or-frightful alternative-i,,
siude him and her aunt's wrath to-
yether by running away. l.
The dim plan Of the morning crystal
lied into a decision. At three Aunt
Adelaids and nalia dressed for walk.
Halt an hour later Anne, in travelling 1.
lttire and carrying her small satchel, !
anne quietly out of her room. At the
lead of the staircase she met the pro- 4
essor face to face 80 z 5'', .s}- r
"Oh!" she gasped.
This time the professor did not ejac. =
late, or even stare. He took the =
atchel from her and set 1t aside, re- =
aiming the fingers that carried II, re-
ardless of their effort at freedom. -
"Anne." he said, gravely. "wouldst =
hou. run away from me, without a :,
vord, like this?" ~
A wretched lump rose in her throat =
tut before she had time to dispose Of -
the professor drew her close. ,.4'4s -
"If l hat offended thee-what hat ] \
one, mein Liebling, except love thee :,
18th my whole soul?'' L.
Anne pushed him away, and the
IMP broke, into q sob. She pulled at :,
er hands 80 forciblY he let them 60, =,
last. and stood regarding her with a u u
urt. puzzled, incredulous gaze that y,
ade the last drop in her bitter cup. -
'sYou have done nothing; don't ask ~
q" she said, brokenly. II must 60 q
home" :
"Home!" he repeated. wistfully; ~
ould make that for thee, Anne"--
The street door below them opened, ~ ~
,isfy, cutting short his words. Anne r.
rank back in CONSERVATION as 70
IriIl, familiar voice fioated up the "
airs: a,
II tell you, mamma, / won't waste r.
lother day on himl His stupidity is n
Itdone by nothing except Anne's i'm ia