The Colfax chronicle. [volume] (Colfax, Grant Parish, La.) 1877-1981, 1906-10-20

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mo. he doesn't-wilen they are any
thing like you." said Montmorency.
and staiked majestically to the uooi'
He had not acquired the ethics o. soei
ety and considered his candor worthy
of all commentator. He was aiso
much excited by the news that ne h~u
inst heard. and decided that the ar on
the roof would be soothing and con
ducive to thought. Mrs. Brasher s'o''
was as new to him as to Mrs o'"a'
Washington. and threw light on many
circumstances which had hitherto puz-
zled him.
He had noticed that every night MISE
brentwood unlocked one of the draw
ers Of a small inlaid cabinet III ne'
boudoir end took out photograph
He had watched the performance WIN
scant interest. for it had no dehnlte re-
sult like the turning out of lamp oi
the ringing of bell, and he nad come
tn look upon it as mere idle naoit on
tho mart of his mistress. Sometimes
also. in the twilight, he had seen nei
take from the same drawer PACKER
of old faded letters and hold them
fight in her white hands. he mao
been surprised that she had never I'M
tied the ribbon which bound them, the
zimple reason that she knew the con
tents by heart not occurring TO Min
That night, when Miss Brentwood
took out the photograph as usual,
Montmorency sprang on the Dack VI
the sofa where she was sitting anu
looked at the picture over her shouf
der. 1t was the portrait OF young
man, whose firm mouth was only par
; TALLY concealed by an incipient mus
tache. Montmorency studied the race
carefully, but could not detect the gooo
looks to which Mrs. Brasher had re
ferred. When Miss Brentwood rose tc
replace the photograph Montmorency
was industriously washing his already
spotless waistcoat. 1t was MS mrs
, step along the tortuous pathway OF de
ception.
But if he had so far forgotten him
s self as to yield on the spur of the mo
ment to a vulgar curiosity, 1t was no
likely that he was going to publlcl.
acknowledge the fact.
One afternoon Miss Brentwood ant
Montmorency sat together in the bou
doir. 1t was early spring, and outsid
in the square the trees were begin
ming to bud. The New York spar
rows were discussing important dc
nestle matters loudly among tn
branches, their sooty little forms cor
trasting oddly with the ethereal bach
ground. Montmorency watched ther
from the window-seat with the air c
a policeman who is told to keep a.
. eve on suspicious characters.
Miss Brentwood presently came
the window, and followed the directio
! of Montmorency's green eyes.
so spring has come again, Monty
she said, stroking his soft head. Loo
s at that tree-isn't it lovely? MUG
4 too pretty for New York. wonder
4 the trees are out in the old garden
Miss Brentwood seemed to be ga
4 ing through the trees at somethi'
which Mcntmorency could not seei b
voice traiied away into siler,e al
:. they both gave a start at tue prosa
sound of the front door bell.
Visitors, Monty" said Hiss Bren
lg wood, a,.trifie YEARLY, land | am n
BY in the mood for them. You lucky lit
H. cat! you can fly il you want to, and
8 can't"
ly why on earth do you let them in
ed YOU don't want to see them?" ask
Montmorency's eyes.
6 DUTY, Montmorency," said Nj
I'd Brentwood. ITO think you don't ev
ne know what that means" And tnen t
he door opened and the servant announc
ue ",,dr. Dorrington!"
OF Montmorency turned sharply a
* saw a tail man with a bronzed, deeI
lined face and iron-gray hair and hi
IT tache. He advanced quickly towaI
'n' Miss Brentwood.
ny Margaret" he said simply, 81
'iu father is dead!"
1t was the strangest greeting Mo
Gu morency had ever heard. He loof
'u- quickly from the visitor to Miss B-e
wood. She had turned very white a
swayed a little where she stood, 9
N her answer was only one word
'eu Frank"
81 have come to claim your prem
Ell Margaret" said he huskily. Have /!
u changed, or are you mine still, at
all these long years?"
ns There was a pause. Montmorel
UP could hear the clock ticking, and {
der fall from the fire, also the gu
10 breathing of the two human osir
VII Then Miss Brentwood broke the
lence.
us' After all these long years." she
peated dreamily, and stretched out
hands to her old lover. He took tn
sue in his own and drew her towards b
'eu Montmorency, with true delic;
turned bis back and resumed his
one pionage on the sparrows.
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