The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1905-07-14

OF sight she stood NJ the window. mem
tally following and sOrrOwing for II.
The clock struck again. Half-past
one. She let the blind fall. and sat
al the table, with the open book before
her.
Why was Il that as she sat, with her
head resting on Ler hand. the love for
her sisters lover. which she had
strlven so hard 70 kill, should once
more rise within her 10 torture her?
She would not permit it-no. she
would not think Of him in that way.
II was a sin against love itSe!f-it
was sin against God!
She shook her head angrily, and her
eyes wandered round the room as IL
seeking for strength 10 conquer this
enemy.
Presently she sank on her knees, and
with her face buried in her hands Oh q
chair, prayed with all the might OF
| her bruised and innocent heart 10 be
forgiven Tor the slu.
And prayer brought comfort TO her.
Gradually she beAame more composed.
and closed her eyes, not intending 10
sleep, but the fatigue OF the day, and
of many previous days, told on her.
and with a prayer in her mind she fel!
asleep.
The striking Of the clock as IL struck
two, then half past, did not awaken
her.
What was II. then. that seemed 10
stop the beating Of her heart and at
the same time aroused her 10 con-
| sciousness?
There was something moving in the
house! Where did the sound come
from? From the sleeping rooms OF
saranne or Mr.. Deepdale?
No; the sound proceeded from below
Could ii be that while she slept Thom-
as Dexter had returned:
II so, what motive had he in creep
ing up the stairs so slowly and eau
tlously, as though he was a thief?
Nearer, nearer came the sound OF
mufied footsteps! Terror transfxed
her; she could not move; she tried 70
call out, but her voice stuck in her
throat.
Nearer, nearer II came; the creeping
mystery was in the passage outside
Its hand was on the handle of the
door, which slowly, slowly opened, and
the Horror stood before heyi
In nf
black Grape over his face. He saw
her, and glided swiftly TO her side and
graspcd her shoulder as she knelt.
Don't move. Don't stir! Don't
raise your voice"
And she knew that this midnight
thief was FoSey.
With this knowledge her courage re-
turned, her voice was restored.
For Gods sake, what brings you
here?"
you" he answered. drawing the
Grape from his face; but didn't think
10 find yer up"
She thrust his hand from her shoul'
der, and rose 10 her feet, but spoke
as he spoke, in a whisper.
"And now that yer have found me
up kill me, and 60"
She held her arms outstretched, and
waited for the blow.
NO." he said, slowly, "it amt you
I've come TO kill; but I'll have the life
Of two aforc / 60. After that / don't
care what becomes of me-"
What two? Do you hear? What
two? You wicked monster! What two!
Are yer too much of ceN4rd to an
swer me-"
"Call NE what yer like; ii don't mat
ter. i love yer, Make-Believe, and no
man shall have yer but me. What
two? Yer two lovers. I'll Kill 'em,
and swing for it"'
MY two lovcrs!
"Yes, yer two lovers--old Dexter and
young Walter Deepdale."
Then she knew that she was safe
and that she held him in her power.
MY lovers! Mine! Mr.. Dexter's got
a wife living-no, not living-dying as
We stand here, and he's gone TO see her
on this blessed Christmas night, fol
| tic last time! He arksed me to be his
| daughter not two hours ago, and he's
| got no feeling for me that father
! mightn't have for his child. oh, Fox
| ey, Foxey. that you Should think me
so bad and so mean as to take up with
man who's eot one foot in the
grave"
Il believe yer; I'll let him pass. But
the other one-Walter Deepdale: yer
! can't say as much for him.
Il can say more for him. He's my
sisters lover, and they're going to get
married. Look me in the face and see
| for yersclf If I'm telling lies"
He sazed at her steadily; he saw the
| truth in her eyes.
And be don't love yer, Make Be
! lieyep
To be continued.