Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1906-10-20
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CHAPTER IX-Continued.
copyright. 1906, by J. u. Lippincott Coz

Bnt another member OF the Rose
mary group had more courage--or
fewer scruples. When Miss Carteret
Ter herself out of the rear door,
Jastrow disappeared in the opposite
direction passing through the for
ward vestibule and dropping catlike
from the step to inch his way silent
" over the treacherous snow-crust to
a convenient spying place at the other
end of the car.
Unfortunately for the spying pur-
pose. the shades were drawn behind
the two great windows and the glass
door. but the starlight sufficed to show
the watcher a shadowy Miss Virginia
standing motionless on the side which
gave her an outlook down the canyon,
leaning out. it might be, to anticipate
the appointing of some one from the
construction camp below.
s The secretary. shivering in the
kuifelike wind slipdng down from
the bald peaks, had not long to wait.
BY the time his eyes were fitted to
the darkness he heard man coming
up the track, the snow crunching
frostily under his steady stride.
Jastrow ducked under the platform
and gained view point on the other
side of the car The crunching foot
falls had ceased, and man was
swinging himself up to the forward
step Of the Rosemary. AT the instant
a voice Just above the spy's head
called softly: MIR. Winton." and the
newcomer dropped back into the snow
and came tramping to the rear
The secretary saw him take her
hand and heard her exclamation, half
indignant. wholly reproachful:
You had my note. told you not
10 comet
$50 you did. and yet you were eX-
pecfing me-" he asserted. He was still
holding her hand. and she could not
Or did not-withdraw it.
WAS |, indeed" There was
touch of the old-time raillery in tire
words, but it was gone when she
added: oh, why will you keep on
coming and coming when you know
so we'll what it means to you and
your work."
II think you know the answer to
that better than anyone he re-
Joined, his voice matching hers for
earnestness. 1T is because love
Won; because | could not stay away
if / should try. Forgive me, dear;
l did not mean to speak so soon. But
YOU said in your note that you would
BE leaving Argentine immediately
that l should not see you again; so
/ had to come. Won't you give me a
word, virginia. waiting word, if
It must be that
Jastrow held his breath. hope dying
within him and sullen feTocity crouch
ing for the spring if her answer
should sic it or. But when she spoke
The secretary's anger cooled and he
breafhed again.
No; a thousand times. No" she
hurst out passionately; and Winton
staggered as if the suddenly freed
hand had dealt him a blow.
CHAPTER y.
For a little time after Virginia's
passionate rejection of him Winton
stood abashed and COMPOUNDED.
Weighed in the balances of the after
thought, his sudden and unpremedi-
fated declaration could plead little ex-
cuse in encouragement. And yet she
had been exceedingly kind to him
Il have no right to expect a better
answer he said, finally, when he
could trust himself to speak But
am like other men, I should like to
know why"
'Y0u can ask that%' she retorted.
You say you have no right What
nave you done to expect better an
swer?"
He shrugged. Nothing, | suppose.
But you knew that before
u only know what you have shown
me during the past three weeks, and
IL has proved that you are what Mr..
Adams said you were-though he was
only testing"
And that is?"
"A faineant, dilettante. man
with all the God-given ability to do
viii not take the trouble to perse-
we're
Winton smiled, a grim little smile.
''You are not quite like any other
woman I have ever known-not like
any other in the world. | believe
Your sisters. most of them. would take
it. as the sincerest homage that a man
should neglect his work for his love
DO you care so much for success
shen?"
For the thing itself-nothing, less
than nothing. But-but one may care
little for the man who wins OF
loses"
He tried to take her hand again
tried and failed.
"Virginia!-is that my word OF
hope?"
mo. Will you never see the com
monplace effrontery of it, Mr.. Win
ION? Day after day you have come
here, idliug away the precious hours
that meant everything to you, and
go, cop,a onco again IN offar mr.