The Havre herald. [volume] (Havre, Mont.) 1904-1908, 1908-03-06
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SWanton,s .XX.-(Continued.)
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"uISSArAdHStG tIAu out OF tle ToOul, SKILL
med downstairs like swallow, opened
the street door with her own hands. and
left it wide behind her. The coachman
nped down, but she was at the carriage
fepefore him, and he stared at the
whicTder in which she appeared.
Hotel" she said. Quick
ana .ne " " as you can"
eelYed II say iot4 once to Angela's
good old college
the degree createcbegan, how kind
some fun anfs dpn. we only ieacn-
icitad r-ss.rday
1sead chat" said Julia, in a voice so
harsh and strange that it surprised her
self.
Angela took the wet and twisted letter
from her outstretched hand
Julia You are i'll. You are in trou-
bIe You are crying What is the mat
ter?"
She FASTENED toward her friend, who
repulsed her and said: Read that T.
again in the same strange voice.
Angela skinned the letter as bird
skins water, and arose to her feet.
Angela Butler" said the little widow,
ibid you have that sent to meF'
"No," said Angela. How dare you
think such thing Of me? How could
you think it?"
"Who sent it?' she sobbed. "Who
dared to send it?" Angea's mind was
dartng this way and that in swift in
curry; but she knew too little Of the pot
riot and his affairs to find the faintest
clew to an answer. Who could have
known enough to write the letter? Lucy
Farley, Alaskelyne ana O'Rourke himself
these were all. 1t flashed across her
suddenly that O'Rourke had possibly
Boosted Of his own insolence. Men did
such thngs--she had read of them. Even
to the confused mind Of the sufferer An
gela's passionate start ut this fancy
meant no less than discovery.
HE is a wretch - cried Angela.
"Who? Who is a wretch?' demanded
the little widow, with appealing hands.
Angela began to cry with her friend, and
fell to kissing and mourning over her.
"Oh," cried Mrs. Spry, wringing her
hands and weeping all the more for these
demonstrations of sympathy, "Who-who
Is wretch?
He is a wicked, bad, unprincipled
man." said Angela. ooh, my dear; I an
SO sorry. saw that you were beginning
to care for him; but | could not warn
you Why are we so tongue-tied when
we see things going wrongY'
angela" said Mrs. Spry, gulpingly,
chow dare you say SO? I'm sure he's
the best and noblest of men,
Hes the basest and most dishonorabe
Of men ~ cried Angela, stung by her new
suspicion Of him, which, following on her
old oertainties, made her feel altogether
merciless.
angela" said the widow, cinging to
her and looking at her imploringly, did
he make love to you before he met me?'
"Only a few days BEFORE Angela an
swered. And he knew then that George
that Mr.. Maskeyne-- He professed
to be Mr.. Maskelyne's dearest friend. l
hated him from the FIRST"
II don't believe !" said Mrs. spry,
withdrawing her clinging hands and be-
taking herself to walking up and down
the room. "You wanted him for your
self. You know you did"
''You are very grieved, know, dear"
said Angela, cor you would never think
or say such things. | did not want him
for myself. You know that Mr.. Maske-
lyme and | are going to be married! |
loved him long before he came over to
Belgium to visit us. | should never have
married another man if he had never
spoken to me. But Mr.. O'Rourke heard
that I had money and he tried to come
between us and to separate us. If he had
not done that, I might have liked him
very WELL But he succeeded for awhile.
I,tl Eio,,
he met you, dear, and found that you
had more money than I, and so he pre-
tended to fall in love with you---the mer-
cenary wretch Then he boasted--I can
see it ALTO some man friend of his
about his impertinence to me, and I am
made to seem as if he had thrown me
away like an old glove. He is base
unworthy creature, Julia. Throw him
away Be brave and forget him."
This was one Of those thigs which are
much easier to advise than to do. But
Angela since her agement had learned
from her lover most that was to be
known from him, and she tried tc
strengthen her friends mind with it te
such effect that at length she drew from
her a declaration that she would SET
O'Rourke no more. When she haG
achieved this triumph, she took pen. nl
and paper and wrote this note, willis
Mrs. Spry still lay dissolved in grief OF
the sofa.
"Sir-Oblige me by reading the inclos
ed. Should you desire to answer it 70,
may do SO in person. l am staying witt
Miss Butler, and you may meet US to
gether at any time it may suit you tx
appoint"
After prolonged effort she succeeded
in persuading the widow to copy this. ant
to address it to O'Rourke, accompanies
by the Fraser letter. This feat accom-
plished, the poor thing was got to bed
and after weary while to sleep. An
gela rejoiced In this victory for Mrs
Spry's own sake, and held her saved from
the most terrible of fates.
CHAPTER XXI.
Mrs. Spry and Angela were sitting to
gether when O'Rourke's hastily pencile