Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1906-09-27
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on q walking tour she replied,
shortly. u was to meet the Caseys at
the next town, but the rain was too
awful for anything, and l stopped at
this hateful place. III / had only known
!; you were here I'd have drowned my
self rather than stop!''
The man smiled.
It was seldom his appetite failed
him, but tonight he was sitting oppo-
site the girl to whom he had been en-
gagged until three months before This
particular evening was that before the
day fixed for their wedding, and thus
strangely had they met.
He rested his elbows on the table
and said quietly: by the way, 90 you
happen 70 know what the date is,
Pen?"
Again she blushed, but answered
carelessly: The eighth Of March
You seem very cfear about it, He
still looked at her. ~ !.
Yes" She certainly was plucky
enough. 1T was to have been our
wedding day on the ninth, l believe"
= How are you going to spend It?
Eere?'' E... r, ~: :. i
Il think not l shall 60 on and
meet the Caseys, no matter what the
weather is p :.
Are you sure they will be there?''
Almost. Pass the toast, please"
Il shall get Goffeys horse, or what
ever he calls that miserable strawber-
ry Quadruped outside, and go straight
on after tea and tell Fred Casey to
come for you.'' He felt that a row
with Fred Casey would do him all the
good In the world, and was furious
that Pen should be stranded in this
way. 49, +.
"You will do nothing of the kind,
thank you; I can take care OF myself
perfectly ,.--4 Il h..
Apparently you can't. Might trou-
BILE you for another cup of tea, please?"
"You are not to co. she said. T.
i am sorry to displease you, but
certainly will CO."
He pushed his chair back from the
table, slowly filled his pipe-every ac-
ton was so familiar, she knew SO we'll
how he crooked his little finger as he
pushed the tobacco down into the
bowl, now he would light it with a
coal from the fire and stand with his
eyes half closed enjoying the first few
Whlffs. Then suddenly he was gone,
Then Mrs. Goney came In to clear
the table, and presently she was alone
by the fire, her hands tightly clasped
on her knees, tears in her blue eyes.
Three months ago! How long it
seemed, and how miserable she had
been since! How her attempts at hos
pital nursing had failed. How ner at
tempts to become an intellectual wo-
man and power had fallen through!
How aimless she had been, and how
entirely certain that she was III the
wrong, that her petulant temper was
to blame, and that she still loved Tom
Godfrey with all her heart! She was
just 81, alone in the world, possessing
some money and entire freedom, and
at present she l0athed and hated that
freedom. A tear dropped on the white
apron, and she gave little shudder OF
disgust that she should be caught
looking such fright. She raped on
the floor for Mrs. Gofrey. Bring me
my own things, please" she said,' IF
they are dry; ! am afraid of spelling
this handsome dress of yours So
few minutes later she was In her own
things again, and seated herself on the
! floor in front Of the fire. At nine
o'clock Mrs. Goffey brought her in a
glass of milk and slice of cake.
Pen slipped some of the milk and sur
reptitiously poured the rest out OF the
window, the cake she hid under
glass shade. Half an hour later she
heard the horses hoofs again, and then
Tom appeared. .. lH
| Fired Is driving over for you Eow,'
he said. He looked approvingly at her
change of costume She was so pretty,
and her figure was so dainty.
pen, Gear, was 1t q mistake? Was
there any doubt in your mind? can
things he as they we're before? l love
| YOU DIS luuCu as ever ulU-1 ~
more; and Pen, tomorrow was to have
been our wedding day He spoke
quickly, eagerly, there was queer I'M
certain tone in his voice, and ne stood
awkwardly before her. - =
1 4 don't know. I'm miserable, and
I'm lonely" She turned from him
and leant her face against the mantel-
piece, but both her tone and attitude
were yielding. Those two lonely hours
had done more for him than the most
eloquent pleading.
We'll, who can look after you bet
ter than I?', He came close to her, his
heart was beating fast; the defiant
Pen was his own again. but, dear,
there must be no mistakes, no misun-
Outstanding this time. II you take me
now, it is for good and all, and we will
be married on our wedding day
She smiled, but he could not see, her
tace. % <-%t s.s
pray don't consult me about any