Missouri Valley times. [volume] (Missouri Valley, Iowa) 1874-1931, 1905-04-06

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aye"
And you say you do not know hers
Let me see her through your eyes an
mayhap can name her for you"
THAT l cannot. Mr.. Peale's best
skill would be none too great for the
painting of any picture that should d.
her justice. But she is small, with th
airs and graces of lady of the quail.
ity: also. she has witching blue eyes
and hair that has the CLINT of summe
sunshine in it. Also. she sits hors
as If bred to the saddle"
To my amazement. Jennifer leape
up with an oath and flung mis- pipe int
the fire.
Curse him." he cried. and h
dared lay foul tongue to her yos
say? Tell me what he said. have
good right to know."
I shook my head. May. Richard:
may not repeat 1t to you. since you are
the mans second. Truly, there is NOR
than this at the back OF our quarrel:
but of itself 1t was enough. and NOR
than enough, inasmuch as the lady ha
just done him the honor to recognize
him"
His words-his very words, Jack,
you love mel"
NO; the quarrel is mine"
by God! 1t is not yours"
stormed. raging back and forth before
lhe IRE w nat is MarSery stair rr
you. Jack Ireton?"
l smiled, beginning now to see SOM
peephole In this milestone of mystery.
Margery Stair? She is no more tina
a name to me, I do assure you; thS
daughter of the man who sits In m.
fathers seat at Appleby Hundred"
But you are going to fight for herr
he retorted.
Am 1? pledge you my word an
not know it. But in any case Shout
fight Sir Francis Falconnet: aye, and
do my best to kill him. too. Sit yov
down and fill another pipe Whateve
the quarrel it is mine"
"Mayhap; but 1t is mine. too" h
broke in angrily. AT all events. T.
before I second him in such :, cause"
THAT as you choose. But you ar
bound in hoenr, are you not?"
No" ffe xlled fresh pipe, lighted
1t with ccs.i from the hearth, an
puffed away in silence for a time
When he spoke again it was not as
Falconnets next friend.
What you have told me puts a ne.
face on the matter. Jack. Sir Francis
may find him another second where he
can. If he has ought to say, shall te'
him plain he lied to me about the
quarrel, as he did. Now who is there
to see fair play on your side, Joh
Iretono"
At the question an overwhelming
sense of my own sorry case grapplee
me. Fifteen years before, 1 had lef
Appleby Hundred and my native prov
ince as we'll befriended as the son OF
Roger Ireton was sure to be- An
now
"Dick. my lad am like to fight
alone" said I.
He swore again at that: and here
lest I should draw my loyal Richard
as he was not, let me say, once for all
that his oaths We're but the outgush
! ings of warm and impusive heart
rarely bitter, and never. as / believe
backed by surly rancor or consciou
irreverence.
THAT, YOU shall not Jack" he assert
ed. stoutly. II must be a-gallop now te
tell this kings captain to look else.
where for his next friend: but tomor-
row morning I'll meet you In the roae'
between this and the Stair outlands
and Well fare on together"
After this he would brook no more
delay; and when Tomas had fetched
his horse I saw him mount and ride
away under the exchanging naples
watched him fairly out of sight in tn;
green and gold twilight Of the grea,
forest before turning back to my lonely
hearth and It's somber reminders
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