Troy weekly news. (Troy, Idaho) 1897-1933, 1907-11-22


Mr.. Rochfort," she said, and against
herself her voice would culver, this af
ternoon l WAS with your aunt, Mrs.
Thorngate. l found her in great distress
of mind about you. 1t panied me to see
one who is my true friend suffering so
much. l urged her to let me help her,
and at last she gave way, and told me
all that was on her mind-how you are
in trouble, and how she finds it impossi-
BILE to help you"
"Impossible" Beverley's voice sound
ed like knife, 1t was so sharp and hard.
DIR. Thorngate has forbidden your
aunt to assist you in the very smallest
degree" Audrey added, feeling she longed
for some one she knew to be near her.
otherwise Mrs. Thorngate would have
been here with the money you require
that you know better than l can tell
you"
But as it IS, she sends her ladyship.
the beautiful Marchioness of Iverne. to
make her excuses" broke in Beverley.
bitterly. your ladyship is too kind.
My aunt will be a happier woman when
she reads Of my death in the papers,
for | warn you sooner than suffer the
degradation and horror of prison life
will kill myself And this is Christian
charity -
You are most unjust to Mrs. Thorn
gate,' Audrey answered, as calmly as
she could. IF you had seen her as
have seen her this afternoon you would
not dare to speak like this"
You are a generous friend, Lady
lverne; but, you see, the thought of my
aunt's great mental distress does not al
together help me just now"
Audrey drew out the envelope from
her muf.
But these bank notes may" she said
with contempt in her voice Jack had
never heard before. Beverley grasped
the envelope. In an instant he had torn
it open and held them close to his eyes
to scan them in the dim light.
One, two, three, four, five-yes, five
hundred am saved !" His hands clos
ed over the notes. Sawed Yes, and by
you-you, the woman 1 love with all my
soul; you"
Jack half started forward, but he was
not quicker than Audrey in her move
ment of horror. With a gesture of con-
tempt and pride she struck aside his
OutStTetcneu nanu.
DO you think I bring you this money
to save your she asked in hurried tones !;
you, the worst. the greatest enemy
have in the world No, no; l have done
what l have done for love and pity for
one whose heart is breaking through you,
whose whole life has been one sacrifice
for you, who"
Beverley interrupted her with his soft,
low laugh. Her contempt dashed him
into state of fury.
And does Lady Iverne think that the
world will look upon her actions In the
same light as she does? What will be
said when it Is known that you, a young,
lovely woman, came here alone at night
fall to provide me with money to escape
prison cell, eA?"
II do not fear the world, Mr.. Roch-
fort. 1 have done what l have dsne for
the motives 1 have given. Let what will
be said, be said my conscience is clear.
have no more to say" she said, haught-
lily; but Beverley moved forward and
stosd in her path.
And do you think I am going to part
with you like this, after all these weary,
horrible months? Say what you like to
the world. Audrey, act what part you
will. but l know the truth. You have
come here tonight to save me, not be-
cause of my. Aunt Agatha, but because
yeu love me, and"
Jacks heart was beating so furiously
it almost choked him (; but he did not in
terfere yet. He felt that Audrey would
defend herself. He waited breathlessly
for her answer. 1t came swiftly.
And you call yourself a man? You,
who insult a defenseiess woman, who
work against woman in a mean, under
hand way that would shame the lowest
of earthly creatures Love you You
Why, if there were not another living
soul In the world, If my very life depend
ed on it, would still give the same reply.
Love you 1 hate, despise, condemn
you l have no wish to see you or hear
you speak again. When 1 remember all
you have done to my happiness. IL
could almost curse you Love YOU
how bitter and strong the girls voice
was-"when my very soul is full of love
for one whose shoes you are not worthy
to touch, one who is a man of honor, up
right and pure as the sun. There is no
place for any one but my husband In
my heart-the husband whom you have
worked to rob me of-you and Sheila
Fraser Don't speak to me again Don't
touch me! am not the simple, foolish
girl l was l am woman with a wom-
ans heart, a woman's pride, a woman's
love; and my misery, which you have
caused, Is sometimes greater than | can
bear. Let me pass. Beverley Rochfort
Go into the world and say what evil you
like Of me; l am content if am only
free from you, and l pray heaven may
never meet you again J"
Beverley broke In swiftly. His voice
was soft but dangerous.
your words sting. but they do not
spoil your lips; those lovely lips, which