The Nezperce herald. (Nezperce, Idaho) 1900-1957, 1909-03-11

Lara fxltered before the revolving pos.
sibllities OF the moment. Mother she
lmplored. don't poison the years. / am
va grown woman--I see my way clearlys r.
She leaned against the arm that cross
ed the doorway. Ii did not give. The
face close to hers In the feeble light
burned away her ~self-control. The rigid
;ty OF the bar suffocafed-as II it had
pressed against her throat. Every fiber
Of her young body sprang tense TO burst
the insnfeEable bond. Not a tissue re-
laxed. although the bar was forced. Her
mothers fingers scraped like wood across
the casing. The sickening sound made en-
imperishable record in the girls brain.
Horri6ed at the thing she had done, Lara
would have fallen at her mothers feet.
praying forgiveness. had there reached
her now a murmur Of pain or relenting.
But the face was not changed. The SOW
ereign win would not have broken had
she hewn her way into the room with a
sword. Low-spoken. freezing utteganees
found the brain of the girl, promptlngs OF
the dread. imperfect faculty:
"Go, grown woman. who sees her was
Clearly Go with the thief to your lover
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to the hunted ship. then-with the thief
and his dull tool,'
Lara seized her hat and shawl and dart
ed past the pitiless voice, shutting her
ears with her hands. Down the stairway
she sped. her one thought to flee. There
was truce below the awfulness of defeat
behind. The men had heard
nothing. Breen stood by the door, his
face whitened with dust. The planter
waited near the foot of the stairs-an-
obstacle.
go to mother quickly-she needs
where are you going. Laray' tho old
man gasped.
TO the ship with the other refugees !"
Not with this man, child"
"He is Mr.. Constable's friend"
'But III go with you, dear! I'll have
a carriage brought"
I'm the name Of pity. Uncle Joey
leave mother alone longer-up I
there ~ she said desperately. Il am so d
ing out to the ship. Your nephew has '
me- to be-his wife. This man viii :
take me to him. Go to motherr' !
The planter turned a last look at Breeh !,
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Lara threw the shawl about her shout
iers and hurried to the door. which Breen '
opened in utmos amazement. She turned y
o him in the dark. with the Burning 6
question:
lis Peter Constable dead" /.
NO =
rs he hurt-lying on the shIp?" =
mo. he Is reasonably well, and In !
Saint Pierre"
Reaching weakness rushed over her
low, the doubts Of an untried soul. and
be loneliness Of an outcast. The scene I
a the upper hallway was upreared In her a
She had been borne throughout Il
be day, unerringIy by the processes OF
1ind toward the expression Of her own =
ril but the fruition was so sudden and
orrible as forever to be beyond the =
nadOw and circumstance. Of ~extenuation.
IL Constable were well and in Saint
'ierre. why did he not come TO her, In .
tead Of sending this man? Even though
,reen were all a man could be, had Con- al
table the right to send him to her. after n.
he allegations OF the press? Could there vs.
e any truth in the suggestions Of her RI
Might there not exist In the Con- ~
liable character a war Of the base and !.
oble?
These big tangible terrors possessed =
sr. She could not 20 back-the bridges dt
ere burned. The man at her side did tr'
speak. save to answer her questions W.
head were possibilities and f~ancies, be- WI
de which the rumbling menaces Of the du
were clean fears She halted
Ter body swayed a little. and the man "a
out bis hand to steady her. A cry -,
her lips.
Il cannot 90 on p she exclaimed brok.
II have done a terrible wrong In de
ming. Everything is different. Leave an
e. IL shall go back toward Fort de col
:" hi.
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