Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1909-07-17
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swered Anthea. rising laxily. When
you are painting pictures in India. or
dreaming dreams IN Egypt"
Yes. yes. you will forget him. my
dear" echoed the countess easily.
But Sylvia shook her head.
He is not the kind OF man one can
forget" she said to herself.
Let It not be thought that Lady
Anthea was cruel or unkind. She was
She had simply never known the
strength OF real emotion; and never
met people but her own kind and or
der; and class was to her what caste
is to the Brahmin. Sylvia for her own
sake should never be allowed to dis
grace her class
These things we're In her mind as
she rode In the park next day. Now
casual thing happening casually may
alter destiny-and awaken a soul.
1t was just motor turning head
long into the park at Albert Gate, and
a child in the roadway, and q para
lyzed nurse on the path Anthea was
off her horse in a trice and dashing
for the child. From the other side of
the gateway, almost simultaneously, a
man also flew to the rescue. The mo-
torist. innamed with the arrogance OF
speed. was almost upon the child. At
one and the same moment the nurse
screamed. Anthea snatched the child
from danger. the man dashed aside.
and the motor whizzed on Its way.
Anthea was conscious of nothing un-
I'll the bewildered child was safely
back In It's nurses charge, then she be-
came aware Of deadly pain in her
right arm, and a mans deep and mu-
sical voice addressing her:
you are hurt, l am afraid" he was
saying. II was a second too late, I'm
sorry to say. All, here's taxi-let me
help you into it,
She was in the cab in second.
This man seemed to do things So
with ease and strength. He babe her
groom bring her water from the foun-
tain, and then take the rlderless horse
home.
May be allowed to see you safely
to your door," he asked her then with
some difi1dence.
Lady Anthea consented. and gave
him her address. She WAS beginning
now 10 recover herself.
Il want to say" he said, how SPLEEN
did that was-the way you did that
thing Just now. l want to thank you.
In the name of that child's mothsr.
whoever she is"
ANY one would have done it--ons
couldn't help" said she, and looked
into his face for the first time. Shs
caught her breath In surprise. He was
strong handsome, magnetic.
Eyes. but not as you did It," he an
swered. II suppose. after all" He
broke of suddenly.
after all. what2" she Querled, ia-
tcrested.
He flushed.
II was going to say an old saw
blood tells" he said bitterly. Here
We are at your home"
He helped her out, and saw her
safely INTO the hall.
"Good-byl" he said simply.
She shivered, suddenly cold at the
word
"win you come int My mother
will like to thank you"
"Oh, no-no," he said, and then
laughed. Il am not-the kind OF per
SON" He was gone.
When Lady Anthea related her ad-
venture to her mother and Sylvia she
did not describe the mani nor did
she say that she dared not think that
she might never see that man again
Yet-thus strangely does life befall-
the memory Of him haunted her, the
characteristic face. the pride of 1t.
matching her own every whit-the
beauty of strength and bigness OF soul
all these things came back to her
remembrance and sent a flame through
her blood.
Take him all in all, he is a man,
she said to herself; and as she went
about the various doings of her daily
life she dreamed of him.
Thus came the day previous to her
departure on the tour that was to cure
Sylvia.
Anthea stood by the window and
little liked the prospect of departure.
Here at least she might see him by
chance-in the crowds that passed on
down Piccadilly-or In the park-any-
where.
She gazed out Of the window. and
her eyes ached with sudden suppressed
tears AS she stood the door opened
very softly, and Sylvia came in
"Will you see a visitor, Anthem" she
said. Her voice was quite even.
"Who is it7" asked Anthea. turning
a5sently. Then she stepped forward
with little glad cry.
The man himself-the man of her
thoughts-was advancing towards her
/ He held the hand she Offarad and