Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1909-06-09


duce me TO revive the old disgrace
Look here that attack We heard in
the church the other night on the
stage-that was spoken by my father.
Do you think, after that, he would
care to have me coming homer"
Il know be would said Carlo.
Don't be angry, Jack. just hear me
/ quietly to the end did not betray
| you. but your father has found you
out" He told him graphically just
what had happened, then continued,
do you think he was thinking of the
disgrace when he threw up every
thing to go and search for you on the
I Continent? Do you think he cares a
rush for what people say when his
first impulse was to go straight TO
Worcester and see you? Perhaps it
would have been better, after all, il l
had not suggested this other plan"
mo. no." broke Ia Sardoni; Il
couid never have stood that But yet
I doubt if I can do il, Val It was hard
enough Last time with you. And
alonei No. can't do it. You'll
never know what It is to an English
man-the mere walking up to the
house and ringing the bell"
But you would at least do as much
as that for one who has tramped all
over Europe for your" said Carlo.
cts not that" said Sardoni, brush
ing his hand impatiently across his
eyes. TITS not that I mean. Upon
my soul. Donati, think you are too
good to understand how 1t is with
me"
Carlo replied only by one of his ex-
pressiye gestures.
Too tired to discuss the matter
further, we will say. Give me an
arm. will you. Jack? will go to my
room and rest, AID will see you again
later on"
Il forgot how III you had been. =
said Sardoni. with conjunction. And
now have tired you. and thought
only Of my Sn affairs, like the brute
that | ami"
He helped him into the adjoining
room. and Carlo. conscious OF much
the same sensation about the heart as
he had felt on the night of his first
appearance in public, dismissed him
IF you ring the bell in the next
room" he remarked, they'll show you
to your room, or ii you make up your
mind TO go to the yicarage, steer for
the church-tower, and you cant mis-
take the house, for they say there is
none other near"
Il wish you were about, and could
go there With me- said sardoni, with
a sigh.
You are much better alone. told
you last time should only have been
in the way Now for my siesta. A
rivederci."
Sardoni turned away slowly ard
with sort of observation-disclosures as
ii he were already in imag nation re-
hearsing bat difficult return which
Carlo had spoken Of To steer straight
for the ehurch-towerl What walk
that would be!--what fight would be
Involved In every step He co, ed
The door. and once more re-entered the
morning.room Was that Mr. Britton
standing by the window? But at the
sound OF the shutting of the door the
figure turned and crossed the room
in eager haste.
SardonKs heart beat like a sledge.
hammer the tears rushed TO his eyes.
Father he faltered Did you
come? are YOU here?"
And Carlo himself would have been
satisfied could he have seen the man
aer Of their meeting
When they could speak. the vicar
replied 10 the incoherent question.
at was your friends doing He
bought this would be the best place
IT Is all his doingl" said Sardoni. in
choked voice.
There was pause. broken at last
by the father.
Let us come home 'ogther" be
scid.
And Carlo. lying tired put in the
naxt room. ksa~d the door OF the
mornng-room open. und knew That all
was well. and pictured to himself how
the two would walk together toward
the house by the church. and how
Sardoni would smile to himself when
he found that here was no question
as 20 ringing OF bells. since the father
would throw the door wide and him
self take him into the new home.
where even dark memories would nog
be allowed to enter and spoil the
peace Of their reconciliation.
But what passed he never actually
knew because there are things too
sacred to be put into words-things
which men learn to take on trust even
with their closest friends.
Sardoni returned in the evening,
ana talked OF Anita. and Generic. aud
C,igi and of the various vicissitudes
OF the company in the last three
weeks But on Easter-eve. in the
morning when Carlo, ltNe a true
Neapolitan, desired to begin the fiesta.
the vicar came, tr,'v, 20 his appoint
men,, and with him came his son.
You will have the necessary third
without me" whispered Glare. think.
ing they would rather be alone Il
Wit go
No" said Carlo. Il should like 70