Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1906-12-29
CHAPTER XXI.
Grizel! Grizel!

Grizel! Grizel!
| INDUCED In some very serious
thoughts after Mr. Grey's departure.
A fact was borne in upon me to which
had hitherto closed my prejudiced
eyes, but which I could no longer ig-
more, whatever confusion 1t brought
or however 1t coused me to change my
mind on subject which had formed
one OF the strongest bases to the ar
gument by which had sought to save
Mr.. Durand. Miss Grey. cherished no
such distrust Of her father as I, in my
ignorance of their relations, had I'M
puted to her in the early hours of my
mimstrations. This you have already
seen in my account of their parting.
Whatever his dread. fear or remorse, /.
there was no evidence that she felt to-
ward him anything but love and con-
fidence: but love and confidence from
her to him were in direct contradic- |
ton to the doubts had believed her !,
to have expressed in the half-written
note handed to Mr.. Fairbrother in the
alcove. Had been wrong, then, in |
attributing this scrawl to her? It be-
gan to look so. Though forbidden to !
allow her to speak on the one taIbooed /,
subject, had wit enough to know that !,
nothing would keep her from it. IL the
fate of Mrs. Fairbrother occupied any
real place in her thoughts.
Yet when the opportunity was given
me one morning OF settling this fact
beyond all doubt, own that my main
feeling was one of dread. feared to
see this article in my creed destroyed,
lest should lose confidence In the
whole Yet conscience babe me face
the matter boldly, for had not boast.
ed to myself that my one desire was
the truth?
allude to the disposition which
Miss Grey showed on the morning OF
the third day to do little surrepti- j.
tious writing. You remember that q
specimen of her handwriting had been
asked for by the inspector, and once
had been earnestly desired by myself.
Now seemed likely to have 1t. IL
did not open my eyes too widely to
the meaning Of her seemingly Chance
requests. A little pencil dangled at
the end of my watch-chain. Would I
hand for minute? 1t was SO like one
she used to have. OF course took It
off, of course let her retain it little
while in her hand. But the pencil
was not enough. A few minutes later
she asked for q book to look at
sometimes let her look at pictures.
But the book bothered her-she would
look at 1t later; would give her some.
thing to mark the place-tflat postal
over there. | gave her the postal.
She put it in the book and /, who un-
derstood her thoroughly, wondered
what excuse she would, now find for
sending me into the other room. She
found one very soon, and with heay,
ily-beating heart | left her with that
pencil and postal. A soft laugh from
her lips drew me back. She was hold
ing up the postal
See! have written line to him!
Oh, you good, good nurse, to let met !,
You needn't look SO alarmed. It hasn't
hurt me one Bit
] knew that 1T had not; know that
such an exertion was likely to be moro
beneficial than. hurtful to her, or I
should have found some excuse for de-
terring her. endeavored to make nv
face more natural. AS she seemed ia
want me to take the postal in my hand
drew near and took It.
"The address looks very shakv.11s1e
laughed. 81 think you wiz nave to
put 1t In an envelope"
| looked at It'll could not help it.
her eye was on me and l could not
even prepare my mini for the shock
OF seeing 1t like sor totally unlike the
writing Of the warming. 1t was tatally
unlike; so distinctly unlike that it was
no longer possible to attribute those
lines to her which, according to Mr..
Durand's story, had caused Mrs. Fair
brother to take off her diamond.
Why, why she cried. "You ac-
tually look pale. Are you afraid the
doctor will scold us? 1t hasn't hurt
me nearly SO much as lying here and
knowing what he would give for one
word from me-
You are right, and am foolish"
answered with all the spirit left IA
me. i should be glad-I am glad that
you have written these words. I will
copy the address on an envelope and
send 1t out in the first mall
Thank You" she murmured. giving
me back my pencil with sly smile.
NOW can sleep. must have roses
III my cheeks when papa comes home"
Ito Be Continued.)