The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1905-05-25
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chiIdlike belief that every well-man-
nered man was a gentleman until
proved otherwise. and it was not long
before McKinnon knew all about them
and all about Jack. II had been Rosa
lies growing belief that her aunt must
have had help, and that Squire Benton
OF his son was the helper; but at the
last her father amazed her with the ad-
mission that he had given his personal
note to McKinnon for money TO be
sent to Jack, and for other needs. Lit
tie by little her intnitive aversion to
the man had given way before his APP
parently unObtrusiye courtesies. He
had never limited at such a thing as a
quarrel with the Bentons, father or
son. He never referred TO them ex-
cept guardedly until Ladue's recapture
and Jacks narrow escape. Then he
had told her aunt, to whom he had
been kindness and helpfulness itself,
that the plan was known to the secret
service, that Benton and Ladue had
been still in covert correspondence;
that Ladue wished TO make it appear
that he was striving to rejoin his regi-
ment, while in point Of fact he planned
to be again captured and confined
where he could escape the dangers OF
the battlefield. and the expedition to
capture him and Jack was guided by
information furnished by Benton him
self-Benton, who had been under a
cloud and hoped by the capture OF con-
federate officers 10 win his way back
to favor. Rosalie had Indignantly re-
fused to believe at first; had even had
fierce verbal ARRAY with the major,
who brought the Virginian, Jennings,
to prove a truth that, as McKinnon
put it, he never thought could reach
her ears or It should never have es-
capped these lips" An eloquent man
was McKinnon. and music was in his
voice and mischief in his soul. Benton
had planned, he said, to capture Jack,
and Jennings there stood ready to
swear to 1t. Then, before she had time
TO recover herself. she had been ush-
cred into that coy parlor, and had
come face to face with, the man who
filed her thoughts II all looked like
design on his part, and in her wrath
and doubt and bitter trouble. she had
hurled her accusation and fed. But
long before Ladues visit to CharlOttes-
vile. she had begun to suspect both
McKinnon and Jennings. After his
coming she had known no moment OF
peace. yet how could she write or tell
him whom she had so outraged? Oh
what use was Il? He would forget tt
and her--in course Of time
Does this look like it?" asked Ben
ton.
They were standing by the open
doorway. She had brought down to
him the beautiful sash he had left with
her when he rode away for this very
night he must return to Gordonsyille
and join his chief, for the mornings
march. Meantime be had been wind
ing II about her the silken folds cling
ing TO the dainty white dimity, and
now, having thrown the tasseled ends
over his arm, had seized her soft hands
and was looking down fOndly, wonder,
ingly, in that almost unrealizihg, un.
believing bliss of newly requited love.
Docs this look like it-that FOR two
years | should have been making every
effort to reach you, only to be stormec
at as If had sinned past pardon in
having clasped you-here?" and rails.
ing her little hands he held them firmly
upon his breast. the creamy white
upon the duslzy blue. Then. one hand
being quite big enough for that pur'
pose, he stole his right arm round hel
and drew her closer. The sound o.
slow, measured footballs and sofl
voices could be family heard along the
shaded street. Some Of her coteris
were surely coming to scout the ap
proaches If not actually TO seek the
presence OF their erstwhile queen. Not
that they would interrupt for worldsl
They only wished 70 see. And through
the summerlike stiffness Of the night
afar down at the railway station, the
sputtering hiss of steam told that the
iron horse was waiting impatient fol
the start. 1T may be weeks before