The Hays free press. [volume] (Hays, Kan.) 1908-1924, 1908-08-01
Continued from last week.

(OOnLlnuGQ laSL week.
This was true. Incongruous as 1t
may seem, Vincents one serious hob
BY don't consider his paint-dabbling
sorfous-which had to do with re-
search and scholarship, was his love
for things ancient in general, and
family trees in particular. 1t had
been Baroness Wyckhoffs wish that
some review of the lives of the barons
q that name should be made, since
the last one had died, and Mrs. Arm
i1toad had given her secretary this
work to do. I eyed Vincent searching
" Is he spoke, but his face was so
thoroughly unconscious that my sus-
pt0ions were disarmed completely.
YES" he said, there are a lot Of
very interesting old books in that
hhrAry."
Eyes" I said, that's why you and
Miss Marsh spend so much time there,
I suppose. I'm glad to hear it. I
really couldn't see what you thought
wa 30 attractive" A sharp blow
In the chest interrupted my speech.
"ghut up" Vincent Kissed In my
SA1; don't you see Miss Marshr'
A he spoke that young person
tTipDOd lightly up the wide stone steps
q the veranda and was about to pass
On when Vincent stopped her.
Good morning" he said, his hat in
his hand. Are you beginning work
SO early?" and he looked at the papers
carried under her arm.
Yes" she said, 81 have a new idea
about that last chapter we wrote"
I'm sorry 1 can't be with you this
morning" he answered, and she passed
into the house She wore a white
frock and natty little blue apron, and
! must admit looked very fresh and
dainty. but Wilfred's tone was so cool
and conventional that 1 mentally
freed him again from my accusation
that he was in the midst OF warm
Irritation, though you will agree with
me that appearances had been very
much against him.
But that evening when he and
were having our nightly bedroom col
loQuy 1 was obliged to admit that
Vincent considering his methods, had
accomplished a great deal. With some
embarrassment he related to me the
tale Of his horseback ride in the morn
ing. and 1 must say it completely un.
settled my belief in the discovery l
had made as to the identity OF the real
Honorable Agatha Wyckhoff. Neither
Vincent nor knew what to make Of 1t.
do you know, Arch" he said, stri-
ding up and down my room, I've been
through a horrible experience to-day?
1t was an awful shock to me, and a
lesson"
I'm glad it was a lesson" said I.
There are so few lessons in Vincent's
life
YES" he said, 81 felt like a beastly
cad. And don't see what I've done
to deserve it. OF course, I've held
her hand a couple of times"
THAT bad habit Of yours again."
murmured.
And I've looked at her q lot-she'a
got the most soul-moving eyes y
know"
didn't know. but nodded. The
boy was very much In earnest.
But 1 never thought" he went on
II never thought she-she-" He
stopped and the words seemed to stick
In his throat
Great heaven. man." cried In my
Impotence. get it out. What didn't
you think she'd do?"
81 never thought she'd really care
for me-" he muttered. shamefacedly,
and turned his back on me.
What do you mean?" I demanded,
0mpatiently. He is most exasperating.
why, this" He ceased his restless
walk and stood on the hearth rug, IA
-
hour this morning, Agatha Fifth and
I, and we'd been getting up into the
billy country, when suddenly we came
out of the woods and saw below us
the grandest stretch OF country you
can imagine"
Here he broke on and went into q
rhapsody over the skyline and the
grazing sheep. and said something
about Utopia and Eden and other
things like that, until he got through
at last and came to the interesting
sart, They can't help going on IKE