The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1907-04-19
MARK STILES SECRET
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ing walk she had stood over her mother
il was done, Fedore did not see the small
enclosure that Mrs. Molyneux slipped inside
the envelope.
after he had sent the gardener of with his
flowers, this is what he found. First,
formal note as follows:
Mrs. Molyneux presents her comph-
ments to Mr.. Ferdinand Horley, and greatly
regrets that what he asks will be quite
out of her power to grant" ...
Then in small enclosure was written:
you must have patience, in time Fedore
will forget But 1t was most ill-1udged OF
you to choose this time for renewing ac-
quaintanceship. Have you forgotten her
face yourself as much as possible. Why
do you not go abroad for little while?
You know the old saying, Absence makes
the heart grow fonder?
MARGARET MoLYNEux."
Ferdinand HorIey clenched. his hand when
he read the last enclosure.
ITS that girl who has been at the bot,
tom Of this. That Clara stiles; DID ! not
she had not interfered nothing would have
been suspected But she has poisoned Fee
dore's mind against me- have a good
mind to send for Mark and give him reg
ular good blowing up!
No sooner thought of than done. Ferdi-
nand Horley sat down and wrote off hasty
letter. Besides rating Mark soundly for
his carelessness, the fruits Of which were
only just showing themselves. he went on
to hint that, unless he did his best to disa-
buse his daughters mind Of the idea that
the unfortunate affair, all fresh supplies
would be stopped In fact. he was so an
cry, so beside himself with fury, that ne
did not wait to read over the letter. or per-
haps he might have moderated 1t In Few
details.
Mark Stiles used few ugly words. Then
he came to a mighty decision. The res
taurant might look after itself for a day or
two, but on the morrow he would set out
for Suffolk. He would see Mr.. Ferdinand
Horley face to face, and ask him what he
meant by such letter.
what 1 want, and what l ought to have
had, is written agreement" said hr. Mark
And on his way down into Suffolk he
meditated as he journeyed upon the subject
of getting promise in writing. Arrived
at Southam Hall, he was shown into the
masters study, to find the latter brooding
moodily over the fire.
He had better take the advice of Mrs.
Molyneux and go abroad till Fedore came
round She had returned his flowers with
a cutting, singing note: 81.
oner"
Smith, the old coachman. brought them
back, and gave them into Mr.. Ferdinand
Horley's hand. Smith was q privileged
family friend, and spoke his mind.
".'Tain't q bit OF good. Mr.. Ferdinand.
not a scrap! Missy's hearts set upon MT
Julian. alive or dead. and she'll never think
Of no otheri Shut up the place a bit. and
travel that's my advice to ye. You'll par
don an old man for speaking 80 free like.
won't you? But here's the flowers back
again, and Miss Moyneux won't nave none
Of them"
All this was not a fitting preparation for
Mark Stiles's visit
When the latter strobe into the room;
sprang to his feet and confronted him with
anger in his tone.
awbat do you mean by this. stilesi
When want you I'll send for you. You
take a deal too much upon yourself. i can
tell you J"
Look here. Mr.. Ferdy""-and stiles's
voice was low and threatening-"I haven't
come all this way for nothing! What l
want to know is your meaning for writing
to me like you did Remember, one word
from me and the games up' Now what
do you say to that?"
Like Gagged lions the pair stood confront
ing each other, but Ferdinand Horley was
the first to give in. His enemy had trapped
him; he knew he was in his power For
safety and honor, present comfort, and fu-
'u well. well, perhaps was hastyi but
thw tive asd at 's every turn Nothing prospers
that I set my heart upon. And everyone
f. says to me. Go abroad when all my heart
well, well, sir. cheer up. Better times1l
come. But III tell you what I've come
about I want things put upon different
footing want q written promise rom
YOU that you'll pay me that two hundred
Quarterly. Words are all very well, but
I'd like written ones better"
"Ah, well, suppose I shall have TO hu-
NOR youi Anything for the sake Of peace"
YEARLY the miserable man drew the blot
ting-book towards him. and, taking piece
Of paper, commenced to write
when he had finished. he tossed the pa
per over TO his companion.
.sRead that, Marx. VIII that suit your"
Slowly Mark read the following:
81 agree to pay Marx Stiles the sum OF
eight hundred pounds yearly. IN quarterly
installments Of two hundred pounds. In con-
sideration Of his silence rs 10 the anair OF