Waterbury evening Democrat., 1905-08-11

The station! Ugh! Not Nance Old on. with the red coat still on.
 Impossible. my dear bishop" in terrupted the dowager. She can't be permitted to go back on the train alone"
 Why, Miss-Miss Murieson, I'll see you back all the way to the college door. Not at all. not at all. Charmed. First. we'll have dinner-or, hrst I'll telephone out there and tell 'em you're with us, so that if there's any rule or anything of that sort"
 The telephone! This wretched Ed- ward with half his wits gave me moro trouble than the bishop and the dow ager put together. She jumped at the idea, and left the room, only to come back again to whisper to me: What name, my dear?" What name? What name? re- peated, blankly. What name, indeed. wonder how Nance Olden" would have done.
 Don't hurry, dear, don't perplex yourself" she whispered, anxiously, noting my bewilderment. There's plenty of time, and it makes no differ- ence-not particle, really" put my hand to my head. "I can't think-I can't think. There's one girl has nervous prostration, and her names got mixed with mine, and I can't"
 Hush, Hush! Never mind. You shall come and lie down in my room. You'll stay with us tonight, anyway, and we'll have doctor in, bishop"
 That's right" assented the bishop. "I'll go get him myself"
 "You-you're not going," I cried, in dismay. It was real I hated to see him go.
 "Nonsense-'phone' It was Ed ward who went himself to telephone for the doctor, and I saw my time getting short.
 But the bishop had to go, anyway. He looked out at his horses shivering in front of the house, and the sight hurried him.
 My child." he said taking my hand. ''just let Mrs. Ramsey take care of you tonight Don't bother about anything. but just rest. I'll see you in the morning" he went on, notic- ing that kind of chung to him. We'll, did. Cant you remember what I said to you in the carriage-that I wished you were my daughter I wish you were. indeed I do, and that could take you home with me and keep you, child"
 -night-if-if when you pray-will you pray for me as if was your own daughter?" Tom Dorgan, you think no prayers but priests are any good. you bigot- ed, snickering C>--sS: tell you if some day cut loose from you and start in over again, it'll be the bishops prayers that'll do 1t.
 The dowager and I passed Edward in the hall. He gave me a look be- hind her back. and gave him one to match it. Just practice. you know, Tom. A girl can never know when she'll want to be expert in these l things. !. She made me lie down on a couch while she turned the lamp low, and then left me alone in big palace of bedroom filled with things. And wanted everything saw. If could I'd have lifted everything in sight.
 But every minute brought that doc tor nearer. Soon as I could be really sure she was gone. got up. and hurrying to the long French windows that opened on the great piazza. I un- fastened them quietly. and inch by inch I pushed them open.
 There within ten feet of me stood Edward. No escape that way. He saw me. and was tiptoeing heavily toward me, when heard the door click behind me. and in walked the dowager, back again.
 flew to her.
 "I thought I heard some one out there" said. Tt frightened me SC that got up to look. Nobody could be out there. could they?"
 She walked to the window and put her head out. Her lips frightened grimly.
 No. nobody could be out there, she said. breathing hard. but you might get nervous just thinking there might be. We'll go to a room up. stairs"
 And 20 we did. in spite of all