Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1906-04-10

IVA warm May afternoon by the
~Sa O'clock boat, which was
.s:ZJ sometimes day late and
sometimes n few hours early, the lat
ter contingency arising, as in the pres
ent instance, when the owner was
aboard. Nelson drove him from the
wharf to the bank, where he conferred
briefly in an undertOne with Eugene
Madrillon, after which Eugene sent .
note containing three words to Tap
bingham Marsh. Marsh tore up the
note and sauntered over to the club,
where he found General Trumble and
jefferson Bareaud.
HE has come," said Tappingham,
pleased to find the pair the only occu-
pants of the place HE saw Madril-
Ion, and there's session tonight"
"Praise the Lordw exclaimed the
stout general. rising to his feet. "Ill
see old Chenoweth at once. My fingers
have the itch"
"And mine, too" said Bareaud. I'D
begun to think we'd never have go
with him again"
You must see that Crailey comes.
We want full table. Drag him If you
can't get him any other way
HE won't need urging" said Jeffer-
son.
But he cut us last time"
"He won't cut tonight. What hour"
"Nine," answered Tappingham. Its
to be full sitting, remember"
Don't fear for us" laughed Trum-
BILE.
"Now for Crailey," Jefferson added.
"After so long Il vacation you couldn't
keep him away if you chained him to
the courthouse pillars. He'd tear 'em
in twO!'
But Jefferson did not encounter the
alacrity of acceptance he expected from
Crailey when he found him half an
hour later ut the hotel. Indeed. ut first
Mr.. Gray not only refused outright, but
seriously urged the same course upon
jefferson. Moreover, his remonstrance
was offered In such good faith that
Bareaud, in the act of swallowing one
of his large doses Of Quinlne, paused
with only half the powder down his
throat, gazing, nonplused, at his pro-
spective brother-in-law.
my immortal soul" he gasped. rs
this Craiey Gray? What's the trou-
ble?"
Nothing" replied Gray quietly.
"Only don't go; you've lost enough"
"Well, you're beautiful one" JEFF
ferson exclaimed, with an incredulous
laugh. You're master hand. You
to talk about losing enough!
II know, l know" Crailey began.
shaking his head, "but"-
you've promised Fanchon never to
go again, and you're afraid Miss Betty
will see or hear us and tell her you
were there"
81 don't know Miss Carewe."
"Then you needn't fear. Besides,
she'll be out when we come and asleep
when we go. She will never know
we've been in the house"
"That has nothing to do with 1t"
said Crailey impatiently, and he was
the more earnest because he remember
ed the dangerous geography OF the Ca
rewe house, which made 1t impossible
for any one to leave the cupola room
except by the long hall which passed
certain doors. II will not so. and,
what's more, l promised Fanchon I'd
try to keep you out of it hereafter"
Lord. but we're virtuous" laughed
the incredulous Jefferson. "Pll come
for you ut quarter to o."
II will not go. tell YOU"
jefferson roared. Yes, You Will.
You couldn't keep from 1t II you trled!
And he took himself off, laughing vio
lently. again promising to call for Grail
ley OH Ills way to the tryst and leaving
him still warmly protesting that 1t
would be great folly for either Of
them to so.
Crailey looked after the lads long.
thin fsr"c with an expression as near
anger rs he ever wore. Hell co. he
said to h:iase.r.
"And-ah. well-I'll have to risk It!
I'll go with him. but only to try to
bring him away early-that is, as early
rs it's safe to be sure that they are
as!eep downstairs. And / won't play.
No, I'll not play; I'll not play"
He went out of the hotel by side
door. Some distance up the street
Bareaud was still to be seen, loungine
homeward in the pleasant afternoon
sunshine. He stopped OH a corner and
serenely poured another Quinine pow
der into himself and threw the paper to
couple Of pigs that looked up from
the gutter maliclously.
"Confound him. said Crailey, laugh
ing ruefully. "He makes me mis-
sionary-for I'll keep my word to Fan
chon in that, ut least! I'll look after
Jefferson tonight. All, / might as well
be old Tom Vanrevel, indeed"
Meanwhile Mr.. Carewe had taken
possession of his own again. His
daughter ran to the door to meet him.
She was trembling little and, blush
Ing and smiling. held out both her
hands to him. so that Mrs. Tanberry
vowed this was the loveliest creature In
the world, and the kindest.
Mr.. Carewe bowed slightly, as to an
acquaintance. and disregarded the ex-
tended hands