Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1907-11-07
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forehead touched the lace upon her
robe and he could hear her heart
beating. An impulse almost irresist-
ible came upon him to take her in
his arms and hold ner there, and find
in her embrace that knowledge of
the perfect womanhood which had
been his dream through the years.
He knew not what held him back.
Anna watched him with a hope that
was almost as an intoxication Of
doubt and curiosity. She loved him
In that moment with all a young girls
ardor. She believed that the whole
happiness Of her life lay in the words
he was about to speak.
CHAPTER XVI.
A mans voice. calling to them
from the lawn, sent them instantly
apart as though caught in some guilty
confidence, Anna knew that some
thing unwonted had happened and
that Willy Forrest had returned.
What has brought him back?" She
Don't go away, Alban, l shall want
you. Ny father would never forgive
me IL he heard of it. OF course he
cannot stop here"
Alban made no reply, but he helped
her to the banks and they crossed
the lawn together. In the light of
the veranda, they recognized For
rest, carrying q motor cap In his
hand and wearing a dust coat which
almost touched his heels. He had
evidently dined and was full Of the
story of his mishap.
ttTT1I1~ A--1 $50 rro ~a@ y hn
began, my old fumigator's broke
down and I'm on the cold, cold world.
Never had such a time in my life.
| Showed the thing from Taplow and
nothing but petrol to drink-eh, what,
can't you see me? say, Anna,
you'll have put me up tonight. There
isn't a billiard table to let in the
town, and l can't sleep on the grass
eh. what-you wouldn't put me out to
Craze, now would you?"
He entered the dining room with
them, and they stood about the table
while the argument was continued.
BILLY says the nag-what-d'yer-
call-it:s gone lame in the off fore-leg.
She went down at the distance like
a filly that's been hocussed. There
were the two of us in the bally dust
and look at my fingers where
burned EN- with watches. After that
a parson came along In a gig. ask
ed him If he had a whisky-and-soda
abroad and he didn't quote the
scriptures. We, couldn't get tina
Brighter to move, and l ground the
handle like signor Gonedotti II
Saffron Hill in the parish of High Hol-
born. You'd have laughed fit to split
II you'd have been there, Anna-and
oh my Sammy, what a thing it is to
have a thirst and to bring it home
with you. Do I see myself before d
mahogany one or do | notch, what?
Do / dream, do I sleep, or is visions
about? You'll put us up, of course.
Anna? I've told Billy as much and
he's showing the car into the coach
house now"
He stalked across the room and
without waiting to be asked helped
himself to a whisky-and-soda. Anna
looked quickly at Alban as though
to say, "You must help me IN this
Twenty-four hours ago she would not
have protested at this mans intrl-
sion, but tonight the glamor of the
love-dream was still upon her, the
idyll Of her romance echoed in her
ears and would admit no other voice.
willy" she said firmly, you know
that you cannot stor. MY father
would never forgive me. He has
absolutely forbidden you the house."
He turned round, the glass still in
his hand and the soda from the
siphon running in a fountain over the
table-cloth.
your father! He's in Paris, amt
he? Are we going to telegraph about
it? What nonsense you are talking,
Anna!!"
II am telling you what l mean.
You cannot stop here and you mu 1t
go to the hotel Immediately"
He looked at her quite g~ravely, cast
an ugly glance upon Alban and IN
stantly understood.
"Oh, SO that's the game. I've
tumbled into the nest and the young
birds are at home. Say it again,
Anna. You show me the door be.
cause this young gentleman doesn't
like my company. Is it that or some.
thing else? Perhaps I'll take. it tn 1T
the old girl upstairs is going to ask
nj my intentions. The sweet little
Anna Gessner of my youth has got
the megrims and is off to Miss Bolt.
upright to nave a good cry together
-eh, what, are you going to cry.
Anna? Hang me If you wouldn't
give the crocodiles six pounds and a
beating-eh, what, six pounds and a
beating and odds on any day"
He approached her step by step
as he spoke, while the girls face
blanched and her fear of him was y
be read in every book and gesture,
Alban had been but a spectator until
this moment, but Annals distress
and the bullying one in which she
had been addressed awakened every
combative instinct he posed, and lie
thrust himself into the fray with a
resolute determination to make Al
end of it..
Look here, Forrest" he exclaimed
we've had about enough of this. Yot
know that you can't stop here-wh,
do you make a fuss about it? CT
over to the hotel. There's plenty o
room there-they told me SO thi:
afternoon"
Forrest laughed at the invitation
but there was more than laughter II