Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1907-09-24
CHAPTER XVIII.
Continued

You needn't leave him. You need
only leave-all this"
els there no way by which love
could make some-some reconcilia-
tion?"
None"
Then, papa" she said, in a dull
tone. "I'm your daughter. II have to
make the choice, 1t must be you"
She moved across the room to his
side, slipping her arm into his.
Winship raised his hand again, with
their petitioning gesture, but before
the look Of pathetic reproach In her
eyes. he let them fall again.
Paula" Trafr0rd said, in voice
that shook little, 1--WE let this man
speak. You've heard him to the end.
Now tell him that you believe in me.
Tell him that his charges have failed"
"Oh. papa" she returned, YEARLY,
how can it matter what | say? I'm
so tired Of 1t all give him up; I'm
going to stay with you. Isn't that
enough2"
Winebtp could see, as he had sean
once before, the shen hue steal over
Trafford's face.
eyes, DEAR he rlurmured, dropping
his daughters hand. | suppose it is
enough. 1t will have to be"
There was a minutes pause and
then q simultaneous movement. This
Wlnships we're going away, Paula
gave little start, as of one awaken
ing.
Couldn't we be alone together" she
begged, looking round among them ali
-rjust for minute?"
III uvno I NOra syyhQ sDm chow got
them from the room. Winahip and
Paula stood, confronting each other
He remained at distance looking
at her with burning eyes.
Roger" she faltered-"Roger"
Would It be useless to make one more
appeal to you Must our love end
like this
sour love doesn't end. Our love
can't end
'.r,ut all the rest of tall our happi.
How could you expect me to turn my
back upon my father? 1t would kill
him. !"
"Oh, Paula" he said. coming to-
wards her. Il didn't ask for that
Don't turn your back on him. Love
him always as you've loved him, only
come to me. Renounce all this. that's
80 unworthy Of you. and come to me
without-the money"
81 can't Roger. Don't you see tina!
can't Whatever the money is, ever
| If it's all you say, can't separate
myself from 1t now It's bound UP
with my father and I'm bound up with
him. I've got to carry the weight II
it.. It seems to me that II you love
me, you'd come and help me bear it,
you've only to think of what tina:
would mean to see how impossible
| it would be. You and living together
| in splendid luxury on"
| No, don't" she cried. Don't say
4 it again. Once has scared the words
right into my heart. shall always
feel them burning there. Then, Roger
II you cant" she added, hopelessly
there is nothing for Us but to pare
I must go my way with my father
even though fall in it. God will help
me, perhaps. to stumble on. I must
leave you now can't stay-it's
killing me. Good-bye-gcod-b
She held out her hand He drop
ped on his knee, and pressed it tc
his lips.
Almost before he had risen, he
| found himself alone
1t was dreary little party that as
sembled In the small family salon tina,
evening before dinner Iaura's eyes
were red; George tried to hide him
self behind his paper: Trafford turned
his back on them, pretending tt
look down at the stream Of carriages
coming from the Bots. In the condi
| tion OF nervous tension to which they
were all wrought up, little scream
from Laura was enough to make then
| start.
"For PHYS sake!" she cried. paula
are you crazy?'
Paula stood In the doorway. Sh,
was dressef In some snimmering stuf
like tissue Of gold. On her head sh,
wore the high round diamond crow,
her mother had beaueathed her; s
collar Of rubies Yves clasped ahou
her throat; girdle Of diamonds ant
rubies encircled her waist; diamond!
and fubies were on her arms: while
round her neck che had the row,
upon rows Of the famous Traffort
pearls Her rose.like color was bright
her eyes shone, and she smile,
valiantly.
1 '.My God, what vision!" TRAITOR
mnttered, under his breath, as HI
watched her from the embrasure o
the window.
well. you have rugged yoursel
/ up!" George commented, looking III
at her. over his paper. with sort D
savage reproach. What's the idea?'
Really. Paula" Laura protested
i 81 don't think you ought to-
s.Let her alone" Trafford command
ed, striding forward II know wiia
she means; don't I, dear?'
/ II hope SO. papa" she smiled, a
she let him take her into his arms
because it's my profession of faith
| wear them because they're you
i gifts
She came into the room, and tn
conversation turned on the degree t.
which the Jewels suited her. The com
monglace topics relieved the strain
and the evening passed in sort o
I. articifial cheerfClness. 1t was no
till they parted for the night tina
Laura found the moment for privat
/ ,uord with