Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1908-09-30

| Her arms lcere about his neck.
He turned and ran down the steps
and strobe away through the long shad-
ows of the garden. They heard the
gate click after him as he passed into
the Claiborne grounds, and then they
| glanced at each other with such q
glance az may pass between two mem
bers Of peace commission sitting on
the same side of the table who will not
admit to each other that the latest
proposition of the enemy has been in
the nature Of a surprise. They did
not, however, suffer themselves to
watch Armitage. but automatically re-
filed their glasses.
Through the green walls went Armi-
| tage He had not been out of the
baron's ground before since he was
carried thence from the bungalow, and
| it was pleasant to be free once more
and able to stir without a nurse at his
heels, and he swung along with his
head and shoulders erect, walking
with the confident stride of a man who
has no doubt whatever of his immedi-
ate aim. 81
At the pergola he paused to recon-
hotter. finding on the bench certain
vestigia that interested him deeply-a
pink parasol a contrivance OF straw,
lace and pink roses that seemed to be
q hat and June magazine. He jump
ed upon the bench where once he had
sat an exile, refugee, person dis
cussed in disagreeable terms by the
newspapers, and studied the landscape.
| Then he went on up the gradual slope
of the meadow until he came to the
pasture wall. 1t was under the trees
beneath which Oscar had waited for
Zmai that he found her.
"They told me you wouldn't dare
venture out for week." she said, ad-
| yancing toward him and giving him
her hand.
THAT was what they told me-" he
said, laughing, "but escaped from my
keepers"
"You will undoubtedly take cold
without your HAITI
eyes; shall undoubtedly have pneu-
monia from exposure to the Virginia
sunshine. take my chances"
''You may sit on the wall for three
minutes; then you must go. back.
cannot be responsible for the life of
wounded hero"
"Pleasev' He held up his hand
"That's what | came to talk to you
about
"About being a hero? You have tax
en- an unfair advantage. was going
to send for the latest designs in laurel
wreaths tomorrow
She sat down beside him on the wall.
The sheep were a grayish blur against
the green. A little negro boy was
shepherding them, and they scampered
before him toward the farther end Of
the pasture The faint and vanishing
tinkle Of bell and the boys whistle
gave emphasis to the country quiet of
the late afternoon. They spoke rapidly
and impersonally of his adventures in
the hills and of his illness.
II didn't know, Miss Claiborne, that
1 was going to lose my mind that morn
ing at the bungalow or I should have
asked your brother toNconduct you to
the conservatory while tainted. From
what they told me must have been
little light headed for day or two. If
l had been in my right mind should
not.have let Captain Dick mix up i'll
my business and run the risk of getting
killed in nasty little row. Dear old
Dick! made a mess of that whole
business ought to have telegraphed
for the Storm Springs constable in the
beginning and told him that if he
wasn't careful the noble house of
Schomburg would totter and fall"
Eyes, and just imagine the effect on
our constable Of telling him that the
fate Of an empire lay in his hands. It's
hard enough to get a man arrested who
beats his horse. But you must go back
to your keepers. You haven't your
hat
Neither have you. You shan't Guido
me in recklessness. inspected your
hat as l came through the pergola.
liked it immensely. I came near seiz-
ing it as spoil of war-the loot Of the
pergola"
mThere would be cause for another
war. l have rarely liked any hat so
much. But the baron will be after you
in moment. l can't be responsible
for you"
.sThe baron annoys me. He has
given me lot Of worry. And that's
what I have come to ask you about"
."Then should say that you oughtn't
to quarrel with dear old man like
Baron Won Marhof Besides, he's your
uncle