Dakota farmers' leader. (Canton, S.D.) 1890-19??, 1908-08-14
XI.

If Adare had not seen those sad tears
running down Amber's cheeks, someone
else did. A tall, dark man, coming out
from the shadows of the few trees that
surround the Mill House. quickly fol-
lows her. and now is at her side.
$50 that is all your new-found rein
ton can do for you," says Brian Deane,
ito make you cry your eyes out. What
have ever any of .your mothers people
lone for you, but that? Even your lady
motherr-with n scnrnful emphasis on
the adjective.
Don't speak to me now, Brian. |
want to be alone Her tone is heart
broken, and to this man, who in his w
wild, rough way loves her as well as even
Adare does, this gentle answer from Am
Der, when he has been expecting one of
the usual shutting up" order. adds fuel
to the fire of the passion that has been
consuming him ever since he first met
her.
IF it is his fault that you are crying
now--if he has given you one sore
thought, I'll choke the life out OF him"
IF you are really talking of Captain
Adare, he has had nothing to do with my
crying says she slowly, as if thinking.
MS if making very sure. mo. it is life
that troubles me-. I'm tired of it al
ready, Brian. and that's the fact. There's
too much against me too little for me-
"A strong thing for you is better than
1 few weak things against you," says he
gruiiy. Then, after a pause, tim for
you'll" He has plainly great faith in his
own powers.
Yes. i Observation-Disclosures know.
You nre always very kind"
'Kind 1t isn't that" says he. swing
ink round to her. 1T is you who might
be Kind, for the matter of that. I'll tell
You the truth now, straight here. l wor-
ship the very ground o walk on. I'd
sell my soul for you-
..Stand there " her voice rings out
clear and CAIN.
He had made a movement towards her,
hut now checks himself as IL ~paralyzed.
Her exquisite head is thrown back. her
ewes are fixed on his. There is no
thought of fear in all her slight and beau
tlfui body. What do you mean.' says
she, ''by speaking to me like this? 1t is
absurd. I do not wish for your love"
sis that'-he frowns heayily-'be-
cause you desire his?"
.His? Captain Adare's. yon mean"
She speaks clearly still, though her lips
whiten a little. "He is nothing TO me-"
'.You are still free, then? If-if r.
looking round him, and sinking his voice
-"if I could clear your fathers mem
osy"-Amber, who has turned away, now
suddenly looks back ut him, her eyes
lishting-"if could say where those
lest jewels are-'
Brian! You know. You know. Oh!
-. .o,, +bnt 1,N,, Epnyv So
IT can know, il you will make it
worth my while,' says he, with a cold
sort of laugh. '.You know what l mean.
See here, my girl, if I tell you where the
stones are-if I clear your fathers mem
ory-for that l know is what you are
up to-will you marry me-"
There is a dead pause. To clear her
fathers memory. The father who had
been SO dear to her in her early life
the father who had been kind to her to
the end, whose memory now is the only
thing on earth she has to reverence, to
love-
She hesitates here. Her breath grows
quicker. Is that memory to her father
AL that indeed now she has to love? This
sudden inrushing of a new thought upon
the old one checks her, and finally steadies
0GIs ~ ue Iii II Mhuu lOftu lGI IA
the old days, before time and grief had
deadened his senses, would wish her above
everything to be happy, to be free! She
turns to Deane.
mo. Not even for that" As she
says it she turns away from him, n
steps out quickly towards the house.
Straight to his sisters sitting room he
goes. Esther Deane, small, fragile. n
bare fragment of a m with pale
blue eyes sunk in a face almost emaciat-
ed. looks up from the eternal patchwork
she is alwtays employed on, to greet him..
His entrance has changed the entire ex-
nsession Of her face. Thrnngh tho smllen
dullness that usually characterizes it. a
CLEAN Of honest joy now shows. On this
brother she has lavished all the small
stock Of love that even the coolest crea-
ture must contain in his or her breast.
II want TO talk to you,' say he. about
those jewels"
.sWhat! Y she starts to her feet. You
have found hem?
Not exactly. I have made a discov-
cry, however.s
my letter to you. enclosing those pa
OF MSS thes
Yee.r He draws In q little. Al
Ieaat-
Knew IT, interrupts she triumph
aut1y. When I went over the old mans
@paporas md sawAthose strange scribhiiilgs.
- assou1 a. them. and then notsd