The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1908-12-26
HIS LOVERS TWO
By WILLIAM MACLEOD RAINE
IcoDyrisht, Ford Pub. Coz

she was willing to be set right, but
that she believed his task impossible
of accomplishment.
Il can show you better than can
explain. There is carriage at the
door. l have asked your father to
go with u.s."
Il don't understand. What explana-
tion can you give? The letter found
was yours, was 1t not?"
Yes, II was mine But the facts
are not as you think If you would
only trust me-"
Il think we well not speak of trust
until this is explained"
Il mean that II you will go with
me and your father am sure that It
will be all right You will understand
at once what can not explain very
well in words think you owe me
chance to set myself right"
Where do you want me to go?"
The level look OF her steady gray
eyes he met fully. Il want you 70 go
with me to meet the lady who wrote
that letter to me. give you my word
there can be no possible humiliation
for you in going"
A hope that she might be misjudg-
Ing him warmed her heart. Then I
will go. Hal"
His heart leaped at her use of his
first name. but outwardly he was i'm
perturbable as ever. Thank you,"
he said, gravely.
The carriage stopped at neat cot
tage we'll back from the street A
small maid came to the door in answer
to their ring.
How do you do, Maggie? VIII you
tell Mrs. Arnet that | would like to
bring some friends In to see her IL
she feels well enough?"
The maid returned presently to
usher them into light pleasant room
SO well Widowed that it caught the
sun at all times Of the day.
Mrs. Arnet was tied so helpless
ly to her invalid's chair that
she could not even rise to greet
her guests. But as the girl looked at
her she thought she had never seen
anybody more intensely alive. Her
eager eyes and her fresh voice went
oddly with the white hair and the pal
lor of Ill health. But neither pallor
nor age had sufficed to blot out an in
herent whimsical gayety that bub-
bled in her.
To Miss Farrar IL was at once ap-
parent that Harry Hilton was very
dear to her and that he supplied her
with a piquant interest that fortified
her against the bad days of pain that
sometimes came to her.
Prof Farrar showed an interest in
the garden. and the old lady ordered
Harry out peremptorily to exhibit it
to him. You need not hurry back, sir.
I want to talk to Miss Farrar," she
commanded.
Her mood changed instantly when
the man had gone. HE is very good
to me. my dear don't think could
do without him. He reads me what he
writes and talks over his ideas with
me because he knows what an interest
1t lends me- Sometimes he works
here. and he always visits me two or
three times a week. There are not
many young men who would enjoy the
society of crippled old woman, but
he is one out of hundreds.
Tassie kissed her impulsively. "Oh,
I'm SO glad. You can't think how
glad. I've been horrid to him to-day,
and have been so unhappy, but you
have made it all right now That is,
II he viii forgive me. It seems to
me know him better than ever be-
fore and appreciate him more. And 1t
is all through you"
Then you must come to see me oft
en-, my dear Make Harry bring you
I'm old enough to need new friends,
7ud not too old, thank heaven, to
ls-ke them. We have got to like each
other on account of Harry though
am sure l will like you for yourself,
too. You're very pretty. my dear. and
think you are quite unspoiled. Now
you may run into the garden and tell
Harry to send in your father. / don't
often have a professor of zoology in
my rooms and I'm not going to let him
waste his time out there"
Tassie Farrar walked along beside
Hilton and did not heed his somewhat
inconsequental and embarrassed boz
tanical ramble. She was full of con-
triton. and presently she broke into
speech while tearing the petals from
daffodil
I'm awfully ashamed of myself
Hal. You'll think me a jealous little
silly I'm not feeling just proud
of myself for the way did"
Dear girl, you could not have done
anything else under the circumstances
The letter did not leave you any op-
tion. But l did not want to explain
it to you. l wanted you to meet Mrs
Arnet and understand for yourself
You do see now, don't your" asked
Hilton.
The girl began on another daffodil
Yes, see how impossible my sus-
picions we're and how fine you are,
dear. | love the Wav Won treat her