Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1906-05-17
CHAPTER xxx.

not come In by the usual train, she
gave you up. Why didn't you wire?'
Il forgot it, he replied, absently.
what is the use of having a special
wire II you don't use It? Have you
had your dinner?"
yes" he replied, though he had
eaten nothing since the morning.
you are not looking very well
Yorke. You seem tired and tagged
A change is what you want"
Well shall get 1t directly" he
said, Which way has Eleanor gone?
I'll see If can find her"
"She said something about going to
the village, But ! don't expect she
will get beyond the grounds. Have
some coffee or something"
He mixed "a brandy and soda,
more TO please her than himself, and
then went out.
He found his pipe and tobacco
pouch, but his matchbox was absent.
He hunted in the corners and crevices
Of his pockets for a match, but sue.
cessfully, and he was about TO give
up the idea of a smoke when he
came upon the school and school.
house. He stopped and looked at IT
absenuy. He had been so absorbed
In gloomy reyerIe as he passed 1t on
his way from White Place that he
had not noticed It.
He stood by the little white gate
In the closest hedge for moment
or two to see II any one was about
of whom he might ask light then,
as no one appeared, he pushed open
the gate, walked up the narrow, weed
less path, and knocked at the door.
A neat--a remarkably neat-little
housemald answered his knock and
In severe accents said:
Round to the back door, my man
Yorke had his coat collar turned
up and his short pipe In his mouth,
and the little maid had taken him for
ii tramp or peddler.
"Woll, what Is it?" asked the girl.
"Oh, I only want u light for my
pipe, WIN you be good enough to
give me one?"
"Oh, beg your pardon, sir, but we
have so many strange kind of peo
pie come knocking"
THAT you do well to be careful" he /,
said
She brought him n box OF matches, |
and he thanked her raising his hat |
and was turning to go out OF Iho gar
den, when she said:
Wouldn't you like to wait TIL the |
rain is over?"
THANK you; I'll stand here under
the hedge"
He finished his Pipe, and was re.
filling it--had his hand upon the to. |
bacco pouch-when suddenly he heard |
voice singing Tho Precipitation |
broke out upon his forehead, and the
hand that held the pipe shook, for at
that moment the last words of the
song died away with peculiar little
thrill, soft little sigh which he re.
membered In Leslo's volce-and in
hers alono-moBt distinctly. 1T Is
stole across the small square of grass
and NJ to the window, and looked In,
II was Leslie!
"Lesliel"
Leslie! OH Loslie!"
She seemed to struggle against the
potent influence he eXerted; then
she came nearer.
"oh, my dorllng-my dar'lngl is 1t
really you? You shrink from me,
Leslie? oh, my dearest to shrink
from mel"
"Why-why have you Gomez" she
breathod.
why have you hidden from me?
Why did YOU do It,, Leslie? Oh Cod
II YOU knew what have suffered"
"You-havo-surrered An, no, It is
/"
Leslie, Lesllel" he cried striving
hard to speak calmly and slowly,
listen TO me, I'll try and explain
III try and tell you how this cruel |
thing has been brought about Il will |
be hard work The words sound like |
tumble In my ears, and Il Is all | |
can do to keep myself from taking |
NNu III Any ~ MS, All. ubh l. NHllUk,
don't be frightened will leave you
easily proved" he muttered; and he |
to be the Judge when-when you have |
heard all. Leslie, that woman, |
Finetta-Leslle, Leslie, she lied! She |
told you she was to be my wife! It
was not true, then or ever. As
Heaven Is my witness, there was not |
even love between us. on my side | |
had parted from her two days be- |
fore"
ooh, hush remember every |
word-eyery word It is burned in. |
to my heart!"
ut was false | can understand all !
She would say. She Is an actress
would have deceived woman OF |
the world, much more easily one all |
innocence and purity like yourself.
dearest"
"You-you forget the portrait. You