The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1909-07-02
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lear, II anything SuOulu HSppeu,
would be mixed up in it. 1t was out
of kindness, Col. Winter, truly it was
Afterwards when she saw that | was
worried she gave me hints that | need
not worry, Archie was quite safe"
"And the note-paper?"
81 suppose she gave it to Them an
swered Miss Smith.
"And the voice | heard in the tele-
phone?" He explained how firmly she
had halted the conversation the time
Archie would have treasured him.
You weren't there, of course?''
said he.
mo, | was downstairs in the ladies'
entrance of the court in the hotel; |
had come in a little while before, hav-
ing carried an advertisement to the
paper; | wonder why she-maybe it
was to communicate with them with
out risling a letter.
But how did your voice get into my
phone?" he asked.
She looked puzzled only a second,
then laughed as he had not heard her
laugh in San Francisco-a natural,
musical, merry peal, girlish laugh
that made his heart bound.
"Why, of course" said She at is so
easy! There was reporter who in
sisted on interviewing Mrs. Winter
about her jcwery; and | was shooting
him away. Somehow the wires must
have crossed"
DO you remember-this is very,
very pretty, don't you think? Just
like a puzzle falling into place. Do
you remember coming here on the day
Archie was returned?'
81 surely do; my head was swim
ming, for Mrs. Winter sent me and !
began then to suspect. She told me
Brother Cary was in danger; of course
| wanted to do anything to help him;
and | carried a note to him. | didn't
go in, merely gave the note and saw
him"
81 saw you"
you? How?"
"Birdsall and |; we were here, in
the patio; we, my dear Miss Janet.
were the Danger! You had on a
brown-checked silk dress and you were
holding a wire clipper in your hand
Yes, sir. l saw it on the grass
and picked it up"
She laughed little; but directly
her cheeks redeemed. What must
you have thought of mel" she muir
INJURED under her breath; and bit the
lip that would have quivered.
II should like to tell you--dear," he
answered, 'if you will-O Lord for
give young men for living! If they
are not all coming back to ask me to
sing But, Janet, dear, let me say it in
Spanish-yes, yes if you really won't
be bored; throw me that mandolin
Aunt RebecCa back in the arm
chair, family smiling, while the old,
old words that thousands Of lovers
have thrilled with pain and hopes and
dreams beyond their own power of
speech and offered to their sweet
hearts, rose, winged by the eternal
longing:
"Y 81 te mueve a lastima mi eterno
padecer,
Como tie amo, amame, bellissima
mujer!
Como tie amo, amame, bellissima
muier!
"And what does it mean in Eng
fish, Bertie?" said Mrs. Melville.
Cant you translate it?"
"Shall II" said the colonel, his
voice was careless enough, but not so
the eyes which looked up at Janet
Smith.
"Not tonight, please" said she. 81
i think Mr.. Keatcham is expecting
me to read to him a little. Good night.
Thank you, Col. Winter"
She was on her feet as she spoke
and Winter did not try to detain her;
he had held her hand; and he had felt
its shy pressure and caught a fleeting,
frightened, very beautiful glance His
dark face paled with the intensity of
his emotion. Janet moved away, quiet
ly and lightly, with no break in her
but as she passed Mrs.
Winter she bent and kissed her. And
when Archie would have run after her
a delicate jeweled hand was laid on
his arm. mot tonight, laddie; l
want you to help me down the steps"
With her hand on the boys shoulder
she came up to Rupert, and inclined
her handsome head in Janet's direc-
ton. 81 think, by rights, that kiss be-
longed to you, mon enfant," said she.
CHAPTER XVIII.
Casa Fuerte.
Winter would have said that he was