Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1906-07-12
CHAPTER XXI.

ner, ana seemed ABOUT 70 speak, tDen,
as If restraining himself by a mighty
effort, stood still, and said, in low,
constrained voice:
II am very glad my plan succeeded
Then he went to the mare, and took
off her saddle.
You've worn a saddle for the last
time, you jade!" he muttered, between
his teeth, as he quickly took the sad
die from his own horse and put
Leola's in its place.
why do you do that?" asked Leola,
without looking up.
Because shall shoot her in half
an hours time," he replied, grimly.
NO." said Leola, half imploringly,
don't do that" and she looked at
the mare; Il dc not wish to have her
shot / should like to keep her"
He looked around.
Keep her!" he echoed.
Yes; do not be angry" said Leola,
meekly; 81 will promise not to ride
her again II you will not shoot her."
''She is your own. Miss Dale" he
said, grimly.
Leola flushed and then she turned
pale.
"You do not understand" she muir.
INJURED, in so low a voice that he did
not hear her.
Cyril led his horse toward her.
you are too weak to walk" he
said; you must ride home on this;
will walk at his side. You are not
afrald?"
Z For Leola hesitated.
No" said Beola, with downcast
eyes.
And he helped her to mount.
What will you do with the mare?'
she asked
Leave her to find her way home
the best way she can," he replied. III
she loses her way ana gets to the
FRS" he added, bitterly, Il shall moi
break my heart
Leola said nothing, and they pro
ceeded on their way, Cyril walking
and holding the horse by the head.
Leola looked straight before her
but every now and then she glanced
at the stalwart figure so near to hei
that she could bend down and touch
him, and noted the grave. thought
full face, still pale and troubled.
1t was an embarrassing silence, dur
ing which Leola's brain was hard al
work.
Had she been dreaming, or had he
really called her his darling, and
kissed her? The warm blood suffused
her face as she asked herself that
question. She fancied that she could
feel his passionate caress still upon
her faee-if he really did kiss her
and that there must be a crimson tell
tale spot where his lips had rested.
And had she, too, called him "CyrilY'
If so why was he so silent? Why
when she recovered consciousness
did he speak so coldly and call hei
Miss Dale?"
AS for Cyril. he showed. no sign Of
the tempest which was raging within
him.
Still he looked round to see that she
was safe and comfortable. but he die
not raise his eyes to her face.
Not a word was spoken until they
reached the lawn and stopped at thC
terrace, when Cyril went up to hell
her to alight.
Leola put her hand upon his shoul
der with heavier touch than usual
and her hand trembled.
You are tired" he said, looking vi
quickly, and speaking in low voice
''You will so in and rest"
And your she said, with flicker
Ing smile. How can thank you?
know what YOU have done for me thi
morning"
Before she could get further Philil
Dyce appeared on the terrace, ant
came quickly down the steps.
Miss Dale!" he exclaimed, in deel
anxiety-"has anything happened?"
Leola flushed,
II have met with an accident" sh,
said.
Philip Dyce looked from her I,
Cyril with an ;nsolent, over,bearin.
expression.
AN accident?" he said. How 4
that, Kingsley
Cyril would have gone off without
word, but just as the last straw brok
the camels bach, this piece OF ei
frontery let loose the torrent of hi
scorn.
q can tell you In a few words, Nj
Dyce. he said with fierce, cor
temptuous light in his dull eyes. "Tha
precious mare that you were so kin
as to give Miss Dale, and which
warned her against. bolted with her
and nearly killed her."
Philip Dyce turned white with pas
sion and chagrin, but kept his tempe
admirably.
MY dear Miss DALE" he said, in al
apparent agony OF remorse; then b,