Washington State journal and Adams County news. [volume] (Ritzville, Wash.) 1906-1907, 1907-09-18

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CHAPTER XII.
1t was long before poor Audrey closed
her tired, aching eyes that eventful night;
she had shed no more tears after that one
passionate outburst; she felt too much
pain and anxiety for this natural relief.
All she could think of was Jack Glendur-
wood, lying alone in the bracken, insen-
sible, half murdered. She accepted her
mothers tender comfort, in a vague,
dreamy way. All the sudden Joy and
pride that had sprung into being early
in the evening, as she listened to the story
Of her birth, seemed to have vanished
beneath this great sorrow.
The sun was shining high In the heav-
ems when she opened her eyes, and found
her mother bending anxiously over her.
Constance Fraser gained strength at sight
of her child's suffering. She was now
the strong, courageous woman; she put
aside all her invalid ways. and rose SUI.
preme to the moment.
Look after her WE'LL" she said to
Marshall, as she donned her outdoor gar
ments, and prepared to drive over to
Craiglands.
The duchess, proud, self-reliant SELF
possessed as she was generally classed
to be, was after all only an ordinary
woman, with q mothers heart beating
quick and strong in her breast. Her two
boys had been her darlings from the ear
lest days Of their childhood she had new
er been 20 fond or 90 proud Of her one
daughter, who was too much like her
father in nature and character to prove
a comfort to the other parent
The tears came to the mothers eyes
az Constance Fraser, after speaking all
the consolation and sympathy she could
think Of, mentioned the countess name.
II will stay with you till Gladys
comes" she said. gently; n am sure
there Is much can do"
"Gladys will not come" the duchess
answered, quietly enough: and then all
at once she broke down. "Oh, Con-
stance! My dear! My dearr' she
moaned, what shall do II lose both
my boys? Duncan's days are numbered
Il know it only too well-end Jack,
my bonny, my dear, good, noble Jack |"
Then Constance knelt beside her and
cheered her again.
you are alarmed by this insensibility
it is nothing; 1t often happens with con-
cussion of the brain. prophecy that
in a weeks time you will have Jack out
of bed, or very nearly 90. Now want
you to look at me don't You see . change
in my facet Yes, see you do; shall
tell you all about it?"
And then, as gently, as briefly a. she
could, Constance barred the secrets Of her
heart to her friend.
"And you have found your child, Con-
stance? am glad. rejoice, my dear,
In your happiness. You must let ne see
her soon. I shall love her fer your sake
and for poor Franks; he was . great
favorite of NINE"
Constance Fraser covered her face with
her hands, and when she drew them away
1t was ashen white.
"Hush |" she said, almost inaudibly (;
do not let US speak Of him. The pain
Is too deep, too great. Such horrible re-
morse comes over me when I begin to
think, that I fear for my reason. I
know now was deceived, that doubted
him wrongly; but-but that d all dare
let myself know just yet, It makes my
heart bleed"
The duchess bent and kissed the sweet,
white face.
"Have courageI Remember your
child 7! she whispered.
II do! I dol" answered Constance,
brokenly. I'm her I must live arain,
God-mamma, want you to promise to
befriend her, to stand by her always."
"For your sake and for hers. prom
ise this, Constance; she shall never want
a friend while I am alive"
| John Glendurwood's condition showed
no change. and although DR.. Sentancs
declared he would pull his patient
through, he nevertheless felt much doubt
and anxiety as to his ultimate SUCCESS.
1T II the mind that IL keeping him
back" he declared over and over again
to Mrs. Fraser, and at last vsntured to
express the same idea to the duchess.
That very same evening a. Constance
was dressing for dinner, q carriage ar.
rived from Craiglands with hurried
message from the duchess.
Would Mrs. Fraser kindly drive over
as soon a. possible-her grace wished to
sec her particularly"
Audrey sat before the fire in her moth.
er's room she was clad In a pretty little
white gown made in picturesque fashion
and her hands already had lost the wori
stains that had seemed 50 out of place on
them. She was scarcely conscious Of
what was going on around her. The past
few days had capped her strength. she
cared to do nothing, could do nothing but
sit and wonder how her beloved, her hero
was. How little did she guess that, al
she sat there fearing, dreading svery
fresh moment, that her lever was then
speaking her name as Constance Frasel
bent over his bed.
"He has called her 90 often" his moth