Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1909-05-06

muTmuTeQ, Oh, So SWeeLIy:
"Sinclair!"
The young man took her hands and
pressed them between his own; they
were hot and moist, and the dainty
Miss Werner shuddered inwardly,
and smi ed all the time sweetly.
yes, it's me-" he said hurriedly.
You did not expect to see me, /
suppose" and he glowered down at
her with his black eyes.
That didn't" she assented
brightly; but unexpected blessings
are all the more welcome, you know"
Why did you leave St. Malo and
come here?" he asked abruptly.
why did ] come here? Because
the mistress of the place invited me.
Wouldn't you have come, Sinclair
IF I had, and I'd been in your
place, and you in mine, I'd have drop
ped line to say so,'' he retorted;
especially if you'd toiled and shaved
to pay for my schooling, as I've
toiled and shaved for yours"
well, I was going to write to-
sion, and there hasn't seemed to
have been a minute to spare"
All" he said, morosely; always
the same excuse, No time! No IN
cIination, you mean! It's hard, very
hard. Just look what I've done for
you. Marie, have you forgotten?" and
he came nearer, and looked down at
her half savagely, half pleadingly, his
lips twitching. Have you forgot
ten the old times? We used to be all
in al to each oher l wish they were
back again. | was happy enough
then, but you weren't satisfied, you
must 90 to school and be made lady
Of and well I was fool enough to
let you. You knew l couldn't refuse
you anything"
You have always been the dearest,
the incest OF FELLOWS, SlnCIalr," sne
murmmed, lovingly, and laying her
hand or his arm IF you could only
trust me a little more, and not get
$3.50 fidgety. Now, why couldn't
you write to me instead of coming
Do you know that you nearly startled
me out of my life, sir, jumping out
of the bushes like a wild cat? Sup
pose any one had seen your"
Some one has seen me-" he said,
suddenly.
who was it?" she asked.
81 don't know-a young fellow driV-
ing a pair of ponies; one OF your
swells, | suppose. He went by on the
end of the road just before you came.
| didn't hear him until he was close
upon me, and l tried to get out OF
his reach; but he saw me, I think.
What does it matter?"
On, it doesn't matter much" she
said lightly, with a sweet smile.
"Now tell me about yourself. How
are you getting on, how is the
voice? Come and sit down beside
me-
It's a regular struggle he NUT
tered, Enough to make man
chuck up the whole thing. But I've
stuck to it, and l think I've got a
footing at last. I'm the chief tenor
at the Oriental Music Hall, Wands-
WORTH he added, stroking his mus
tache with self-complacency.
Really! How splendid" she ex-
claimed
Eyes, I shall be famous feel
it," and he struck his chest with a
theatrical air, and then you and me
will be married and be happy, at
last"
All, how happy we shall be-" she
murmured.
"Ow are you off for money!" he
asked. I'm not very flush, but
can spare a little. Here you are-you
many want it" and he pressed a
sovereign and a half into her palm.
The coins were hot, and seemed, like
everything about him, to be greasy,
and smelt of hair oil; but Marie Yer
ner took them and kissed him CRATE
fully.
Now 60, dear" abe whispered,
"and-and don't hang ABOUT Tire ,lr-
lage-about the inn,' she added, sig
nifcantly.
oh, you needn't be afraid" he
said. I'm steady enough as a rule.
It's only when I think of your play
ing me false that l break out! No, l
shall go straight back. I've got to
sing tonight, tool"
Then he took her in his arms and
kissed her passionately, feverishly, |
and. as if with an effort, at last tore
himself away. Marie Werner sank
on to the grass again, aend sat quite !
still, breathing with little short pants |
of hot disgust and Ioathing.
White and shuddering, she thrust
the golden hair from her forehead |
and wrung her hands, looking round |
her with wild, staring eyes, like some
animal driven to bay.
What shall do! How can 1 get
rid of him? No, l can't! But / must, !
I must. All my dreams to come to |
this! l. Marie Werner, who might be
something in the world, a singer at
a music hall and his wife"
As if the thought made her des- |
perate, she threw herself among the
ferns, and lay there, catching at the |
long grass with her white hands, |
writhing and crashing her teeth.
She was so lost in her paroxysm |
of impotent rage and remorse that
she did not hear step beside her, |
aend it was only when the fit had run |
itself out, and she raised her head, |