Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1906-06-06

man. evidently-and extremely good to
look at. Just now amusement strug-
gled with admiration in the cIear-cut
again held out his hand.
Please forgive me- he began, quite
as contritely as IL he really were to
blame. Il did not know-it was so
insufferably stupid or me" He
stopped. C'You are altogether charm
ing" said his eyes.)
Annes face softened.
Il am sure DIR. Nelson will intercede
Tor me-" he went on. pursuing his ad-
vantage.
Anne smiled. "Dr. Nelson is not at
home. l am his daughter" she said
simply.
Then we are already old friends"
declared the man eagerly. In camp
last September your father-but first
allow me to present myself i am"
Mistah Rexall," announced Johnson.
at the library door. bowling pompo"sly
as he held aside the hangings to admit
slender. dark-eyed man, who ad-
vanced step into the room and then
stood uncertainty in the dim light
The surprise on Annes face was
equaled by that Of the man beside her.
He turned with quick start, glanced
motionless in the shadow
With most unreasonable sense of
disappointment Anne advanced to well
come the new arrival.
Father Will be delighted. He has
counted so on your coming-we were
quite distressed over your telegram.
So glad you managed to get here after
all" She forced herself to the usual
conventionalities.
So this was John Rexall, this man
whom she instinctively dreaded-per-
haps IL was the pickering freight that
give that shifting CLEAN to his eyes.
She touched bell. "a light, John
son." she commanded, half nervously
Mr.. Rexall, allow me 10 present"
Her words trailed off into amazed ST.
lence. The room behind her was empty
door closing softly at the further end
where the erstwhile admirer had gone.
piece on the mantel. Outside the sound
was repeated somewhere in the dis
lance to graver, deeper tones. Anne
shivered. Two hours had passed since
the household had settled into silence,
but so far no sleep had come to her
eyes. She had not even undressed but
still sat upon the hearth rug in front of
the fire in her cozy bedroom, staring
into the glowing Goals.
1t was dreary waiting, but some
vague fear had kept her awake, hop
ing nervously for her fathers return.
listening anxiously for the first sound
OF his horses hoofbeats on the gravel
outside: Indeed. If he did not come
soon she had the horrible conviction
that she would scream. In vain she
tried to reason 1t away. sitting, her face
In her hands, her eyes on the clear
glowing Goals. What matter If she in
stinctively distrusted the man her ia
Their had found companionable? Was
that such an extraordinary thing?
What II the man she had found con-
genial-'for you know you did like
him." she said to herself. "even If you
Gid Here her cheeks supported by
the slim hands grew unaccountably hot.
What if this man had chosen to take
his departure suddenly?
was that so strange? He had come
to see her father, and she herself told
him that her father was not at home.
But reason as she might, the vague
misglving remained.
AT the sound of the clock she shivered
slightly, and getting up from her lowly
position she drew back the curtains OF
her window. The storm had ceased,
and the snow lay lightly on branch and
wall; the night was brilliant with moon
light, clear as day, full of hallowed
softness.
She stood for a while, spellbound by
the glory of the scene before her, then
turned again toward the fire. The
crocuses she had worn that evening in
her belt, now lying wilted on her dress
ing table, caught her eye. II forgot to
look at the flowers-if the fire dies down
the library will be too cold for them.
1 VIII attend them now; anything is
better than waiting here
She left her room and walked swiftly
along the hall, her soft slippers making
no sound on the floor.
AS she reached the staircase q little
sensation of fear ran through her: she
fastened her footsteps and ran hurried.
ly along the lower hall, which was al
most as light as day. It was the eerie
time of night. Not until she was close
to the library did she notice a tiny
CLEAN of light creeping from beneath
the door.
johnson has left light for daddy
| she thought, going steadily on and de-
cidedly cheered by the thought that
gloom did not await her.
Pushing open the door very gently
she entered the room.
At first the light dazzled her sight
She advanced n few steps, unconscious
ly treading lightly, as she had done all
along, lest she would wake some mem
Der of the household, and then, pass,
ing her hand over her eyes looked leis-
urely up. The fire was nearly out She
turned her head, and then-then-she
uttered faint scream and grasped the
back Of chair to steady herself
With his back to her-all unaware of