Camas Prairie chronicle. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1901-1917, 1907-09-27
CHAPTER XIII.


II she lived to be a hundred years,
Audrey would never forget that scene.
Her mother had come back from Craig
lands deeply moved and agirated; and the
girls great, sorrowful eyes had asked the
question her frozen lips could not frame.
Constance Fraser had drawn the slen-
der form to her arms without a word at
first. Words, indeed, were not easy. 1t
was strange thing that had happened;
her brain reeled every now and then as
1t all came back to her. Constance Fra
ser kissed the sweet, quIvering lips.
Jack wants you; he wants you to
stay with him always Do you under
stand me, my darIing?"
He wants me to nurse himf" Au-
drey said simply, her every limb culver
Ing with eagorness to be gone.
ITO nurse, comfort and love him 70
The mothers hand strOked back the soft
locks. Audrey, he has asked me to give
you to him, as his wife"
A food Of color burned on each pale
cheek, and then the girl paled ashen
white again.
"As his wife7" she repeated, SlOwly;
and then, more quickly, docs he want
nae now2"
AS soon as every arrangement can be
made, my own dearest. Does this fright
en- you, Audrey2"
mo" she said, almost inaudibly. "If
he wishes 1t, that is right. / am glad I"
Then, catching suddenly at the two slen-
der hands held out to her, Mother, can
l see him soon"
"You shall go to him tomorrow, nv
darling. 1t will not do to excite him too
much. The marriage ceremony will take
place tomorrow, we hope. You, too, must
rest and take care Of yourself, my lily
flower, my darling"
Audrey sat down as in a stupor, She
did not half realize what was going to
happen; she only knew that In a few
short hours she would see him again, her
hero, her beloved; that was joy enough
to daze her ; she could not grasp the full
ness Of 1t all at once.
1t was his hand that clasped hers.
and yet how changed. Audrey could not
see the pale, weak, clear face for the
mist of tears that rose before her ewes.
The girl suffered a great shock at sight
of him she loved lying PROSTATE on his
pillow, barely able to speak or to smile,
The duchess had kissed Audrey tenderly.
''She Is lovely Perfectly beautiful /"
she had said to Constance Fraser. "No
wonder my poor boy loves her SO deep
ly."
Mr.. Thorngate read the service, and
Mrs. Thorngate stood with the others
round the bed.
DR.. Sentance was close at hand; he
watched his patient narrowly. Certainly
it almost looked as II the small flicker
Of life must suddenly go out. The pulse
was very weak, the hearts action uneven,
yet the doctor knew that II human will
would carry a much-desired point, Lord
John Glendurwood would, with the latest
breath, speak the words that made Au-
dFey his wife.
In whispers, weak In vOice, strong In
purpose, John Glendurwood spoke his
marriage vows.
Audrey repeated the words she was bid
to utter In a dim, mechanical fashion.
She woke for an instant as her lovers
feeble hand tried to push the ring over
the little finger, but after that she was
conscious Of nothing save that the face
before her grew paler and paler, his
hands weaker in their hold. As the rector
pronounced the benediction, the duchess
gave a cry.
"He is gone! He ia 'eadl Ny Jack | !
My boy !"
The brisk, kind-hearted little doctor
read the conditions In a moment.
1--WE must not have you fainting, too,
Lady john" he said, sharply. Come,
hold the bottle to your husbands nose,
and pass your hand slowly across his
brow. expect you to help me- you know.
A great deal depends on you now. 1t |
is passing. Complete and utter exhaus-
tion. Now, Lady John, 1 want you to
kneel down, so that your husband can sea
you the first thing he opens his eyes"
Audrey obeyed him instantly. The