Troy weekly news. (Troy, Idaho) 1897-1933, 1908-03-20

ticns. She has magnified my smallest
misdemeanors into great faults"
You must not blame my aunt to me,
Charles. Recollect that to us girls. Mt
least, she has ever been good and kind.
| wonder what would have happened to
US when mother died, if it hadn't been
for her. Few women would have cross
ed the ocean as she did to fetch us, for
her dead sisters sake; and she has been
as good as a mother to us ever since. No,
Charlie, you mustn't say word against
Aunt Ruth in my hearing"
Harriet" he said you ara quite right
to stand by her. 1t would be but a poor
return on your part for all her kindness
10 you il you didn't but in wronging
me she has wronged you as well. In
opposing our union, she not only wrecks
my happiness. but yours"
He was quieter presently In the soft
ching influence Of Harriet Weldon's pres
ence his evil genius seemed to desert him.
The angry expression Of his features re
aXed. They sat side by side and began
to talk. Still pleading with him, Harriet
Weldon strove to persuade her lover to
abandon his intention of Immediately
leaving France.
81 have given you all my heart" she
said. tearfully, "and now you are going
away. perhaps forever-but bark, what
sound is that?"
She leaned out of the window and list
encd intently for a moment. The sound
Of wheels on the carriage drive was dis
tinctly audible. She rushed to the man
tlepiece where little clock stood ticking
away the precious moments.
1T is long past twelve" she exclaim-
ed THAT'S their carriage we hear
They've come back from the opera o,
Charlie, CO., go, beg you, while you can
get away"
Van Lith turned at once to go. For
moment only, he held her to his breast
Into that brief interval of time were COM
pressed hundred different emotions,
which stirred him as he had not been
stirred for many a day.
Il cannot, yet 1 must leave you," he
cried.
He bowed his head a little and kissed
her twice upon the lips. She trembled
violently, but thrust him away from her,
repeating in tones of entreaty:
''Be careful o, do be CAREFUL"
He was himself once more. He placed
the sofa, and hurried away. He was
about to commence his descent from the
window, and had already swung the old
fashioned. diamond-paned sash half way
open. when Harriet, in whose agitated
mind the fear of discovery overcame all
feminine weakness. rushed forward, and
catching hold of his arm, exclaimed:
You are too late Come back Be
quick, or you will be seem
Van Lith had just time to close the
window when, through a chink in the cur
tains, he saw a hooded barouche, drawn
by two powerful horses sweep rapidly
around the bend of the avenue and draw
up at the main entrance of the chateau.
From the vehicle there alighted a gentle
man of about thirty years of age With
great show of attention he first assist
ed a young lady, evidently still in her
teens, to descend. He then with much
solicitude placed his nattily gloved hand
at the disposal of the third occupant of
the carriage, a gray-haired lady, evident
ly well advanced in years, for she leaned
heavily upon the shoulders of both her
companions. She shlvered slightly as she
stood upon the gravel path in the moon
light. Notwithstanding that the night was
warm.
There were traces yet of extreme beau
ty in this womans features, who. as
Sarah Graham, had once been the toast OF
the club rooms in fashionable New York
1t was still the face of refined and cul-
tured American lady. The nose was thin
and aquiline, and an expression at once
naughty, yet kindly withal. sat upon the
mobile, nervous lips. Jewels flashed
upon her still firm neck and her little
wrists She held herself erect and heI
eyes flashed proudly, as she looked upor
her splendid home.
Emily, my dear. I have left my shaw
in the carriage. Will you please hanc
it to me? Monsieur Chabot your arm.
The younger lady at once sprang light
ly into the carriage. and returning with
the shawl, wrapped it closely about hel
aunt. There was an inexpressible ten
derness in the action.
How thoughtless of me. dear. Yor
might have taken cold. Don't ring, Mon
sieur Chabot. | have a latch key. All
here is Pierre. Pierre, are you sitting
up? l hope there's some supper ready
for I'm hungry as l can be. Come, aunt
let's 20 in"
: But something seemed to have attract
| ed Nine. Roupel's attention. She with
drew her hand from the arm of her NAL,
r escort. and adjusting her monocle
dainty toy of gold and ivory, gazed stead
lily at the upper windows of the chateau
Isn't it rather strange. my dear. tina
:, there's light in Harriet's room?
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