Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1907-07-27
CHAPTER vII.-(COntinued.)

b,t a certain interest dawned in his eyes.
eWhere?' he asked sharply.
Patricia looked up with a growing
hope. -,
YOU would be safe there" she said
SYou forget that l should be leaving
everything behind - home, mother,
friends" be replied, watching her closely.
aYou could make a new home there"
Patricia said eagerly, "and-and the 9th
ers could come to you-perhaps."
new exquisite tenderness grew in his
face. and he stopped towards her.
'Would the one want above all others
come, PatriciaH"
Il think perhaps-she might" Patricia
said. her dark lashes yelling the new
clad light in her eyes.
Forman caught her slim trembling
hand in his.
"Iook at me, Patricia" he command
ed. DO you know what THIS means
eviIe life with man under a ban, abb
sepce from friends 2" He looked at her
searchingly.
Il know" Patricia said, bravely rails
ing her eyes, "And / know too now,
Justin, that I don't mind anything so
long as l am with you"
As the last word left her lips with
glad cry Forman caught her to his
breast.
MY WHEAT lastl"
For a moment Patricia's head lay
against his rough shirt sleeves, his lips
sought hers unrebuked, then she remem-
= bered
Justin" - holding him off at arms
length-tnow, surely, for my sake you
will save yourself"
A smile dawned in Forman's eys.
my darling, i"
There was shout from without
"Eh! Therel Pension! Mills!''-
violently. Here he is, Pollifex! My
man, we want you. Ehl Eh!"-stutter-
ing-"I don't understand Upon my
word!"-for Forman's arm was round
Patricia, and her head was raised proud
ly as she met his gaze unflinchingly.
This is my husband, Mr.. Trevorra,"
she said quietly.
''What-what Mr. Trevorra STAN
mered. 81 thought Mr.. Forman--"
Justin Heriot Forman," she went on
1--WE had difference, he and I, and
Justin thought he would take up his old
work. He was a gardener before he came
into his money, you know. IL meant
him to be gone before you came" she
added, her lips trembling and her cour-
age failing as she saw the inspector in
the doorway "But we were too late.
You must do your worst"
Mr. Trevorra rubbed his eyes and
stared at her.
my worstI My dear Mrs. Forman, I
don't intend to do anything but congrat-
ulate you both most heartily upon your
reconciliation, / assure you. The fact
is l wanted Mills-Mr. Forman, beg
his pardon-to run down to the village
and fetch the doctor as quickly as posi-
bic But I win look for some one else
q viii go, sir" Forman said at once.
"Pat"-using the familiar abbzeviation
Of her name for the first time in his life
go back to the house. dear, / am in
no danger. No one i'll, hope, siBf"
Moo! The fact of the matter Isl"
said Mr.. Trevorra, turning aside with
Forman and speaking fast in his desire |
not to allow his words to reach Patricia,
~that-it's a terrible job altogether
but that poor young Lee who shot Sto- |
nor last night has committed suicide, in |
spite of the police who were supposed to |
be watching him"-with a resentful |
glance at Pollifex. "Tell the doctor to
come up at once. Not that it is any
good, poor chap. I'll send the dog-cart |
after you, but you'll be there first if you |
60 across the park"
Il will be off at once" Forman said, |
t.yN
me, SIR but you will look after my wife"
"Of course will" Mr. .Trevorra prom
ised heartily. Come, Mrs. Forman,
will take you back"
Patricia drew a long breath as Forman
disappeared.
Whit is it?" she asked in bewilder-
ment "Who Is dead?"
Why, it is that young Lee old Jabez
Lees son. 1t seems Stonor had behaved
Dadly to his sister-that was why Mrs.
Widely threw Stonor over, / understand
and this young Lee had sworn to be
TieVenged. He must have recognized him
mere and followed him up and shot him"
hen was it of Lee you were speaking
N The library just nowi" Patricia asked
Yes. Poflifex wanted me to grant a
"afrant-a very awkward thing, too
against one of my own men, for Lee has
Oeen helping the keepers lately"
And he is deads" Patricia said IN an
awkward tone.
I'm afraid 80. It's an awful thing to
happen on ones place. But you look up
SET Mrs. FoUnan. All this has been too
much for you"
l shall be all right directly, thank
you, Patricia said unsteadily, as she
s saS down on the edge of the vine pit
mere is my maid-don't let ,me keep
you. think Justin has sent her to look
alter me. If you would tell her to
r., Certainty-certainlyi Here, Marie
OoeIeste-my good girl, whatever your
.'-lae ls-your mistress is i'll. Come and
60 oeiestine held up her hands when she
saw her mistress.
En- but re poor madam" she said
: lPatnetically. when / bring her tea
o.e Is gone, and all these dreadful things
s.1s happening, and then monsieur him
NJ, e'tome"-lifting up her hands "If