Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-02-09

hand entreatingly.
 Why don't you go to him with your generosity? You are so ready to be. lieve i'll of me! And shall not de fend myself; but I will say these things to you, Mir Glenarm: I had no idea, no thought of seeing him at the Armstrong's,-it was surprise to me and to them-when he telegraphed he was coming. And when I went in to the tunnel there under the wall that night, had purpose-a pur- pose"
 ''Yes?" She paused and bent for ward, earnestly waiting for her words. knowing that here lay her great of- lending.
 T was afraid--I was afraid that MT. Glenarm might not come in time; that you might be dispossessed- Hose the fight, and came back with Mir. Pickering because-that was the easiest and quickest way-and I thought some dreadful thing might happen hereto you"
 She turned and ran from me with the speed of the wind, the cloak flut- tering out darkly about her. At tho door, under the light of the lamp. was close upon her. Her hand was on the vesubule latch.
 But how should have known7" cried. when you had tauntcd me with my imprisonment at Glenarm: you had dared me to follow you. If you can tell me-if there is an answer to that"
 T shali never tell you anything more! You were SO eager to think i'll of me-'to accuse mel"
 ''It was because love you; 1t was my jealousy of that man. my boyhood enemy, that made me catch at any doubt! You are so beautiful--you are so much a part of the peace. the charm of all this! had hoped for spring-for you and the spring to- gether!"
 "Oh, please-!"
 Her flight had shaken the toque to an unwonted angle; her breath came quick and hard as she tugged at the latch eagerly. The light from over- head was full upon us, but I could not go with hope and belief struggling unsatisfied in my heart. I seized her hands and sought to look into her eyes.
 But you challenged me-to follow you! want to know why you did that!"
 She drew away, struggling to free herself,
 "Why was lt, NariaH!"
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 "Yos'"
 Y wanted you te soms, ssu!ss olsa, arml"
 My history of the affair at Glenarm has overrun the bounds I had set for 1t, and these, submit, are not days for the desk and pen. Marian Is turning over the sheets of manuscript that lie at my left elbow and demand. ing that quit work for walk abroad. My grandfather is pacing the terrace outside. planning, no doubt those changes in the grounds that are his constant delight.
 Of some of the persons concerned in this winters tale let me say . word more. The prisoner whom Larry left behind we discharged after several days with all the honors of war, and q may add without breach of conh- dence) . comfortable indemnity. Lar. " has made . reputation by his book on Russia-a searching study into the conditions of the Cars empire. and, having squeezed that lemon, he Is now in Tibet. His father has secured from the British government . promise of immunity for Larry. 50 long as that amiable sdventurer keeps away from Ireland. My friends latest letters to me contain, I note, no reference to The Sod.
 Bates is in California conducting . fruit ranch, and when he visited uS last Christmas he bore all the marks of a gentleman whom the world uses we'll. Stoddard's life has known many remarkable changes in the three years that have passed, but they must wait for another day. and. perhaps. another historian. Suface 1t to say that it was he who married us-Marian and me-in the little chapel by the wall, and that when he comes now and then to visit us. we renew our impression of him as . man large of body and of soul. Sister Theresa continues at the head of St. Agatha's. and she and tho other Sisters of her brown-clad com pany are delightful neighbors. Pick. ering's failure and subsequent disap- pearance were described suficiently in the newspapers. and his name is never mentioned at Glenarm. As for myself-Marian is tapping the floor restlessly with her boot and I must hasten-I may say that I am no idler. It was I who carried on the work of finishing Glenarm House. and I manage the farms which my grandfather has lately acquired in this neighborhood. But better still. from my own point of view. I maintain in Chicago an once e consulting engf neer. and I have already had several important commissions.
 Glenarm House is now what my grandfather had wished to make it, . beautiful and dignined mansion He insisted on filling up the tunnel. 90 that the Door of Bewilderment is no more The passage in the wall and