The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1905-01-21
EPISODE OF THE rTELLTAIE
THUMB. p
CHAPTER ~.

turn Of affairs would cause him to call
at once, so we all strove to possess our
souls in patience while we awaited his
coming. In less than half an hour he
H'The news Of your success has pre-
was seated. II W wish to o be soo the 81 first
to offer you my congratulations. You
have done for me what none other could
have done and I w you a debt Of graf
itude I can never repay. The thought
that [ was unable to carry out my faith
er's wishes-that I could do nothing to
free his name from the reproaches
which had been cast upon it, was crush
ing my heart like a leaden weight, You
me, words fail to express the gratitude
] feel. I shall beg Of you to permit
me to pay, you the sum my father men;
and Maitland did not permit her to
finish her sentence.
"You must pardon me, Miss Oar
row. he replied, "but I can accept no
further payment for the little I have
done. It has been a pleasure to do it
and the knowledge that you are now re-
leased from the disagreeable possibili-
sufficient remuneration. If you still
feel that you owe me anything, perhaps
you will be willing to grant me a
"There is nothing" she said earnest.
WI Which d" yoa sh mE ask IeT ;n va. {o grant for
LET me beg Of you then,' he re-
piled, ~"never again to seek to repay me
for any services you may fancy I have
rendered. There is nothing you could
hestow upon me which I would accept
She gave him a quick, searching glance
face, but Maitland gave it no heed, for,
indeed, he seemed to have much ado
either to know what he wanted to say,
or knowing it., to say it.. :,
"And now,' he continued, IT must
no longer presume to order your actions.
You have considered my wishes so con-
scientiously, have kept your covenant
so absolutely, that what promised to be
a disagreeable responsibility has become
a pleasure which I find myself 10th to
Mar cannot be trusted with it. It's ex-
ercise becomes a consuming passion, and
he abuses it. The story is the same
whether nations or individuals be con-
sidered. / myself, you see, am a case
in point. I thank you for tho patience
taken to make everything easy and
pleasant for me; and now I must be 60
ing, as I have yet much to do in this
matter. "It may be a long time,'' he
said, extending his hand to her.
t ,R e the Hs s %sst p aaftn: we but haS he
paused as if unable to proceed, and a
deadly pallor overspread his face as he
let fall both her hand and his own. He
made a heroic effort to proceed.
.l-l shall miss-ve4ryT7yery much
lila little faint I'd-I'd better get
out into the air shall-shall miss
pardon-I-I'm not quite myself-good-
bye, good-bye!' and he staggered un-
steadily, half blindly to the door and out
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He certainly did look i'll.
Ovens face was a study. In it sur
prise fear, pain and dismay, each strug.
gled for predominance. She tried to re.
tain her self-control while I was pres
ent, but 1t was all in vain. A, moment
and burying her face in the cushions
wept long and bitterly. I stole Quietly
away and sent Alice to her, and after
n time she regained her self-control, if
not her usual interest in affairs.
AS day after day passed, however, anG
such business as he had thru me, thu
shadow on Owens face deepened ant
elasticity of manner, whereof she haG
given such promise at Maitland's las
visit, totally deserted her, giving plac,
position which I knew full well bode(
no good: I stood this sort of thing a.
long as [ could, and then I determined
to call on Maitland and give him
I did call, but when T saw him all m,
b~elligerent resolutions vanished. H
was sitting at his table trying to worl
out some complicated problem, and h
was utterly untitled for a single min
ute 8 consecutive thought. T had no
seen him for more than two weeks
and during that time he had grown t.
look ten years older. His face wa
drawn, haggard and deathly pale.
'For heaven g sake, George,' I ex
claimed, "what is the matter will
yoH2" 49,,
piled with a CHASTITY attempt at a smile
This was too much for me-: He SHOULD
have the lecture after all. The ma
who thinks he is dying may be spleeny
but the man who says he is spleeny Is
OF the two, the n more likely to b
dying.
hide your W head in the sand no on
san see the color of your feathers. 70,
might as we'll try to cover up Bunke
Hill monument with a wisp Of straw
Don't you suppose I know you Low
Gsttar D 9;t6 W.T. That's what's tn
. rh nW tbs,1,5 10 replied "and if it ii
H"What thenq''I calculated, "Wha
thenq Why, go to her like a man; te,
her you love her and ask her to be you
wife. That's what I'd do if I love
-" But he interrupted me befor
/ had finished the lie, and I was nc
sorry, for, if I had thought before I be
came involved in that last s%entenc,
how I feared to speak to Jeanette-wel
/. should have left it unsaid. I hav
made my living giving advice till it ha
become q fixed habit.
E'See here, Doc,'' he broke in upo
me, 81 do love Gwen barrow as fe,
men I ever love ~ woman, an
the knowledge that she ca
never be my wife is KILN
me. Don't interrupt mel I kno'
what I am saying. She can never b
my wifel Do you think I would su
for her hands Do you think I woul
be guilty Of making traffic Of her graf
tide. Has she not her fathers con
inland to wed me if I but ask her, eve
as she would have we'd that scoundre
Godin, had things gone as he planne
thema: Did she not tell us both tn:
she should keep her covenant with h,
father tho it meant for her a fat
worse than DEATH And you wou]
have me profit by her sacrifceq F.
shamel Love may wither my hea:
~ till it rustles in my breast like a drie
leaf, but I will never, new let b.
know how I love her. And see her
Doc, promise me that you will not tie