Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1908-08-04

Eyes, you. l dare say you don't
know it; and that, perhaps, makes it
the stronger. OF course, he hasn't told
you how delicate he isl"
HE doesn't look delicate.
But he is. That is part OF his
charm. When he was boy we were
devoted to him, because we thought
that he would be with us for only a
short time. He was wonderful boy?''
A dreamy expression suffused her
fine eyes, the color of rain-washed
sky,
HE is a wonderful young man."
said Charters slowly.
Il don't think of him as q young
man."
Charteris nodded. He was amazed,
but his face betrayed neither sur
prise nor Interrogation. Joy went on:
ITO me he Is still boy, although
he Is three years older than I am. |
can't tell you what he is to me-"
You needn't. can guess"
She was too coupled with her own
thoughts to notice the odd infection
| In his voice; and her simplicity, the
| ingenious directness OF her methods,
the instinct in her to "go straight
were likely to confuse and puzzle a
man of the world who had had no
dealings whatever with girls of that
kind, He supposed that she had just
made an avowal of love for Burgess,
to whom, possibly, she might be Sc
cretly engaged. In an intense voice,
she continued, not looking at Hugo
but staring, as 1t were, into the yes
terday OF which he could know moth.
ing:
Il never met a boy like him sc
modest, so affectionate, and don't
laugh at me- SO spiritually minded.
That Is very rare in boys" Hugo
murmured.
1T oughtn't to be- she said vehe
mently. tits disgrace to our sys
tenn feducation that it Is SO. But
Esme was brought up at home. Dc
you consider him effecinate?"
mo, not effeminate, but"
Feminine" She snatched the word
from his lips. "He is dependent upon
the sympathy and affection of 9th
ers; he is miserable without it, not
strong enough she gazed steadily
at Hugo Ito stand quite alone, as
las you do, for instance" She paused
for a moment, and, in a more re
strained tone and manner, made good
her point. HE has talked of you tc
me; he has told me of your adven
lures in wild places, of the escapes
you have had. All that appealed tc
him enormously, because he knows In
his heart, poor boy, that he would
have died over and over again IL
places where you would have lived
Il am glad you think that. Yes;
am strong"-the strange freckles II
her blue eyes began to sparkle agar
-"and I'm not afraid Of things or peo
pie. It's nothing to be proud of; one
Is born that way, isn't one? But We
you and II may be glad, very GLAD
and thankful, that we are strong.
For the first time she threw bach
her head and laughed, not loudly, bu
with unabashed satisfaction. So sane
and convincing was her enjoyment o
health and strength that Hugo smiled
nodding his head, as If confirming al
unspoken comradeship.
you want me to do something?"
Eyes. Persuade Esme to leave
Hernshaw at once"
"And you think that l shall sue
coed where you have failed? You have
failed, haven't your"
Eyes"
'I'll do my best, Miss Vennable. Yo,
appoint me Plenipotentiary Extraor
dinary?"
What do you mean by that?"
II want free hand"
But, of course-"
4. II must use every argument tina
occurs to me"
Naturally, Why do you look a
me SO oddly?'
| He hesitated; but his eyes remained
on hers.
You see," he said, in very quie
voice, ''the argument which I rel,
upon, the argument which you, per
haps, disdain to use, in your affection
for him"
Certainly. Use that for all it.
worth. It's his affection for me whicl
keeps him here. Yes, yes; pile o.
the agony" She laughed gaily. g
couldn't do that. Besides, dislik
sentiment. But really''-in an instan
her voice changed and melted into al
adorable Whisper should go will
with misery If anything happened.
Right" said Hugo curtly.
| She rose, holding out her hand
which he took. At the contact he wa
sensible of an odd thrill, half pair
half-pleasure.
81 am on my way to see my uncle
to ask for money, This disease mus
be fought with money"
Sir Giles Is not rich man."
"He could sell a pictured" sh
sighed. Il hate badgering him, but
must. No one else will do it,
"Or can-successfuliy,''
well, shall try to coax it out Q
him, or squeeze it out of him, or bea
it out of him, Do you think I Nigh
dun my cousins wife, Mrs. Gle
Mottisfont?'
, Mrs. Giles Mottisfont?"
''she was an heiress, Mollie Save,
, Make
"Mollie Savernake?"
The name struck hard against hi
memory He remembered Molli
Savernake perfectly, could see he
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