The Nezperce herald. (Nezperce, Idaho) 1900-1957, 1908-02-13

painful AID grievous thing to do.
Before Maskelyne's departure Angela
manner TO O'Rourke had been that d
open friendship. and now II was marked
by a dlsdain so ill-concealed that. so far
as Lucy was concerned. it might as well
not have been concealed at all. The girls
mingled sadness and anger had been sc
evident one afternoon. when Lucy and
O'Rourke had visited the chateau to-
gether. that her new friends heart grew
hot with sympathy for her and with in
dignation at the patriot. and on reaching
home she marched straight to her hus-
bands room.
All. little woman" he said. brightly,
looking up at her. you are back again.
Wait half a minute. and I shall be done
for to-day"
Austin" returned his wife. seriously.
Il want to speak to you"
as there anything the matterf You
look quite grave"
austin" she began, II don't like the
patriot. as you call him"
Don't like O'Rourke?" cried Austin,
in surprise.
Il do not like him. Austin He Is play
And he makes me help him play Il. He
has done 50. until now, but l am 50
ashamed and unhappy about It that he
shall never do it any more"
Tell me everything" said Austin.
standing over her with a troubled face
Let me understand"
You remember young Mr.. Maskelyne.
the American? Did you ever notice him
and Angela together? There was a ~sri-
Gus attachment between them Then came
Mr.. O'Rourke. and made love to his
friends sweetheart, and l am certain he
knew that Mr.. Maskelyne cared for her"
well. well. my dear" said Austin.
laughing Let the best man win
should have thought you would have
been pleased to see O'Rourke settled
Why, I've heard you advise him to mar
~"
yes" she answered. somewhat hotly;
but never advised him to be treacher-
Gus to his friend And that isn't all.
Austin Listen It is no laughing mat
ter. He made love % Angela watch
ed him, and / saw it ALL Young Mr..
Maskelyne Is no sooner driven Of the
field and the girl made miserable than
Mr.. O'Rourke comes here with this veal
thy American widow. and. under the very
nose of he poor girl whose sweetheart
be chased away. be Is making love to
Mrs Spry. He is fortune hunter, Aus
tin He Is using me to get near this
poor little widow She's a dreadful sim
pleton, but she's dear little creature.
all the same. l own that Mr.. O'Rourks
AmNf r~kN |rmN~ J. l.. Il
n, and he can be very charming Austin.
l fortune hunter is a creature despise-"
: Look here. my dear. III go and have
/ talk about this with O'Rourks himself"
"AustinT cried his wife In genuine |
feminine horror. II wouldn't have you
peak Of It for the world"
You'd have me suspect an old friend |
md not tell him Of lit An odd pro-
,osal, isn't itT
Austin you make me angrier than I |
Eas- l viii never speak to that base |
nan again"
Now. come" said Austin This Is
rowing serious"
II had grown 80 serious that Mrs. /
farley absented herself from the supper
able that evening and declined Austin's
nfreaties to join 0'Rourke and himself
q the little garden afterward.
You can tell him that l have a head
che" said Lucy. Austin nodded and
Ealked straight into his study, where
e solemnIy set down this memorandum
TO be observed Candor and verac-
y. Feminine
Then he descended to the garden and
1t with O'Rourke over a cup Of coffee.
-O'Rourke." be blurted out, whats
be matter between you and my wife1v
'Ah :" said O'Rourke, as well and as
sadily as If he had seen the bludgeon
alling. and had waited to parry il.
You've noticed it, have your What is
2 She's annoyed with me. She gave
Ie a real snub this afternoon on the way
ack from Houfoy. And you know, old
lan," he went on. with an air Of half
Dmic, half earnest regret, she and
ave always been such friends Do me
BOD turn. Farley. Find out for me what's
he matter and let me make my peace"
You've no idea what It ISL" said Aus
n. O'Rourke noticed a sound Of relief
! the tone
''Not the remotest in the world. /
Ieant to ask you about IT," said
fRourke, genially, but I didn't like
, do 50 for fear of seeming to exagger-
te the thing"
He felt the situation to be awkward,
ut be faced 1t with his usual courage.
I the worst he could feign a recall. He
ust take time TO think, and must think
early. IF Mrs. Farley hasn't forgiven
e by tomorrow morning." be said. ris-
g and setting both hands on his friends
ioulders, ''I1I ask her where I'm wrong
I'd beg her pardon You and can't
ford to quarrel AFTER all these years,
iyhow."
He rocked Farley to and fro for
tito as he spoke, and looked at him
it'll a smile 50 frank and kindly that
e novelist rose and shook hands with
m in little heat Of renewed friend
lip.
mo. no." be said, with a laugh. you
I'd I won't quarrel"
CHAPTER XIV.
Mr.. Zeno rose somewhat later than q
e lark, but gay and blithe as he, and
ring the progress Of his toilet chanted
selection Of scraps from the songs OF