The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1906-10-20
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CHAPTER xxviji:-(certinued.)
There was no need to call on him to
acknowledge 1t. His colorless face
his frightened eyes, his wild glance
about him all betrayed his guilt. Nc
one who saw him stand there could
have doubted that he understood her
and that he knew that she held In her
hand the secret he thought was only
his.
'1-I-7-" he stammered; then he
flung back his head with gesture sc
like Noels when he was indignant
that it took away her breath. II don't
know what call you have to ask me
questions" he muttered. I'm not
bound to answer them"
mo, you are not bound; but you
will, Baverstock. Because an innocent
man is suffering now. and he is un-
Justly suffering. Because you are the
only person on earth who can clear
him, and but for you he may never be
cleared
Il haven't any call to trouble about
that. 1t isn't any business Of mine.
Let him get himself out of the scrape,
if he's not done it. He must be fool
If he can't"
HE can't: no one will believe him,
no one but I. know, Baverstock, you
will not let him be disgraced and
ruined when a word from you would
set him right in the eyes of all the
world, when you are the only one who
can do IT.
What should I meddle in it for? :?
I've had hard enough kicks as it is.
Let him look after his own skin-it
don't concern me. He is nothing to
me-"
But he is to mel" In the eagerness
of her pleading she forgot how poor
was the plea IF th he~savine. of q -fel-
low-creature from the shame he had
unjustly brought On him could not
move him, surely it would not melt his
heart to have a girl plead for her
sweetheart Yet she needs must
plead with some weapon for moving
his pity: she could not let this one
hope go.
"Ah!" It was a sound like a groan,
or the deep drawing Of a painful
breath. She thought he was touched,
and she pressed up her advantage
hastily. Yes. it is more than all the
world to- me that he should be cleared
of the charge that has ruined him.
You know-you know; for took you
for him that night"
Silence. Was he recalling the touch
of her little brown head against his
shoulder-the strange, wild thrill
when he had strained her to his
breast? Again he made no answer but
the long sigh that was like note of
pain in the silent moonlight. He stood
before her like a figure carved IN
stone.
'Baverstock. perhaps there is some
girl you care for-think If she were in
my place. Think it she begged for
your sake as I am begging, and the
one man in the world who could help
her refused his help! Think what
you would do for her If you were in
his place, and do it for me for the sake
OF her. Tell me the truth-tell me the
real truth-about that night in Ports
mouth. will bless you as long as
live, and love that girl for your sake" !"
A sound that vas like a choke in
his throat. She cJuld not guess what
brought it, as she stood there in her
white dinner frock, pure and silver
shining against the dark garden be-
hind. "Once begged for you, out in
india" she went on, very low, and
shamedly Must I beg now Of you,
Baverstock, and still you will not an
swer me?" Then at last he spoke,
and his voice came like one who has
stood all that he can stand. That's
enough-1'll tell you-though it may
be my own DEATH" :.