The Kennewick courier. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1905-1914, 1906-07-13

itor. The rustic Of silk dress behind
the terrier betrayed the presence of a
woman; and Frere. rounding the promon-
tory of an ottoman, found himself face
to face with Sarah Purfoy.
Thank you for coming" she said.
| pray sit down"
This was the only greeting that pass
ed between them, and Frere sat down,
in obedience to a motion Of plump
hand that twinkled with rings. Eleven
years had dealt gently with this woman.
Her foot was as small and her hand as
white as of yote. Her, hair was p1en-
tiful and glossy. and her eyes had lost
none of their dangerous brightness.
| Maurice Frere spoke first; he was
anxious to bring his visit to as speedy
a termination as possible. what do
you want of me?" he asked.
| Sarah Purfoy laughed forced laugh,
that sounded SO unnatural that Frere
turned to look at her. 81 want you to
do me favor, a very great favor; that
is, if it will not put you out of the
way"
| "What do you mean?" asked Frere,
roughly. pursuing his lips with a sullen
| air.
She suddenly rose and crossed to
where he was standing.
| Maurice, you were very fond Of me
once. Not so very many years age"
| Hang it" said he, shifting his arm
from beneath her hand. don't let us
have all that stuff over again. Let old
| times be old times, Sarah. What do you
wantT'
There was a transport came in this
morning."
"WellY
"You know who was on board her.
Maurice?"
Maurice brought one hand into the
palm of the other with rough laugh.
"Oh. that's it, is IT? What a fat I
was not to think of it before! You want
, to see him, 1 supposeT'
She came close to him. and, in her
earnestness, took his hand. II want to
save his lifev'
Maurice Frere flung her off. II tell
you the mans as good as dead, for all
shall do to save him."
At this repulse her pent-up passion
broke forth. She sprung to her feet.
and, pushing back the hair that in her
frenzied pleading had fallen about her
face. poured out upon him a torrent of
abuse. you! Who are you that you
dare to speak to me like that? His little
finger is worth your whole body. He is
man. brave man, not a coward like
you. A coward! Yes, a coward! a
coward! coward! You are very brave
with defenseless men and weak women.
Do not l know you? / have seen you
taunt man at the triangles until l
wished the screaming wretch could get
loose and murder you, as you deserve.
You will be murdered one of these days,
Maurice Frere, take my word for it.
blood won't endure the torments you lay
on il"
There. that'n do" says Frere, grow
ing paler. Don't excite yourself"
I'll 60 to this girl you want to marry.
| and tell her all know of you. I have
| seen her in the streets-have seen her
look the other way when passed her
have seen her gather up her muslin skirts
when my silks touched her-I that nurs-
ed her, that heard her say her baby pray
ers-O. pity me! She would shudder at
you if she would shudder at you if she
knew what l know. Shudder! She
would hate you! And I will tell her!
| Ay. l will! You will be respecta BILE,
will you? A model husbandv'
Frere caught her by both wrists, and
with all Mis- strength forced her to her
knees. Don't speak her name," he said
in hoarse voice. cor I'll do you a mis-.
chief. know all you mean to do. I'm
not such a fool as not to see that. Be
quiet! Men have murdered women like
you, and now l know how they came
to do it. I'll do what you want, on one
condition"
What"
THAT you leave this place."
"There is nothing in the bargain to
prevent me helping him to escape?
Escape? He won't escape again, III
60 bail. Once get him in double-irons al
Port Arthur, and he's safe enough"
She put out her hand as II nothing
had happened. Good night, Captain
Frere. It's a bargain. then?"
| "A bargain"
Getting into the cool street directly
and seeing the calm stars shining, and
the placid water sleeping with a peace in
| WHICH uc udu uO SAdIC, uC blrOVc TO cas-
off the nervous fear that was on him
The interview had frightened him. for i,
had made him think.
|
The reader of the foregoing pages In.
doubtless asked himself, what is tn,
link which binds together John Rel
and Sarah Purfoy?"
In the year 1925 there lived, at St
Heliers. Jersey, matchmaker, named
Urban PurfOy. He was q hard-work
ing man, and had amassed little money
sufficient to give his granddaughter a,
education above the common in thos,
days. At sixteen, Sarah Purfoy wa
an empty-headed, strong-willed. preco
cious girl with big brown eyes. Sh
was brimful Of vitality, and had littl
religious sentiment. She courted motto
riety by eccentricities of dress, and wa
never so happy as when she was misun
derstood. She was the sort of girl o
whom women say, ut Is a pity she ha
no mother" and men, at is a pity sh
does not get a husband" and who sa.
to themselves, "When shall I have
lover?"
There was no lack Of beings of thi
latter class among the officers quarters
in Fort Royal and Fort Henry; bu
| the female noDulatiOn of the island wa