Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1910-08-26
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what has happened to Mr, Temp

what has happened to Mr., Temp
est?'
"Oh, nothing sudden"-Mrs. Henly
got the better Of her tears othing
sudden, no more than yesterday-or
that ypu would see-but he's I'll, miss.
and my heart ia broken for him."
Miss Carew said: II have seen
that he is nervous and excited. but
thought it 8wae . relief to him to
WORK ! have been wrong, perhaps"
"oh,s no, fndeedi" hurried the other.
Far from it, you have been a bless
ing to him, a good, dear blessing"
Her way 0f putting 1t was sweet, and
IN its form soothed the heartache
Miss Carew was beginning Intensely
to feel. Mrs. Henly was looking at
her in a sort of appeal, and continued
incoherently:
THE day ! let you in, rniss-I see
now that took It on myself, SO to
say. l sha'n't forget how you stood
there. wet and cold like child lost
in storm-yous was SO eager, too.
| and your eyes was SO bright, and you
says so determinedly: ST must see
Mr.. Tempest Do you remember"
How she had ever been that en-
terprising, practical, bold invader
Miss CarewS was SO far from being
able to recall that the story did not
sound to her like her own.
And had just left him q half
hour before shut up In that drear-
some room with his books. which he
wouldn't read, or his papers, which
he swore he would never = touch
again. Why. miss, you made me think
somehow that night as you came in
of the stories used to tell him when
he was boy-the ffairy-tales- and
you gave me the feeling Of hoddness
as II. you just dropped in with the
rain and was some kind OF bewitch-
ment." Her mingled figures were not
unpicturesque and the listener did not
smile as she thought with thrill Of
what Tempest had himself said. %
tsAnd / determined to send you to
him, miss. said. Harm him it
can't, and anything is better than to
see him so;' so while you were thank
in me for being SO kind to you, miss,
was thinkin' only Of him, I'm afraid
what shall always be doing to the
last ss,l.,a IA NJ
Lucy Carew could not question her.
She felt no wish to do so-she had
a dread of what message the woman
had come to bring. She was speed.
ing towards some point, and the girl
sat patiently before the emotion and
the love that. struggled in the wrinkled
old face; but as again Mrs. ,Henly's
appealing eyes met hers she muir.
INJURED. t, e as Ist
DO you regret It. Mrs. Henly--let.
ting me in?% M So VIZ So i7Hq a
Regret it, my dearl" exclaimed the
other "Ah. i don't know! If It's for
always, l am heart glad IL it's to
make him grieve and suffer more. |
shall never, never forgive myself. II
there was only some heart that, could
care for him enough, some hand he
would love that could guide him-but
to see him!" She wrung her hands
and heard Miss Carew say In a voice
that sounded hard because of the
speakers control:
Don't, Mrs. Henly, tell me any
more, please. 1 would rather not
hear"
The old woman ceased, wiped her
eyes, and sighed.
Does Mr. Tempest know you came
to me, Mr.. Henly?"
"Oh, dear-he babe me come"
"He babe you come"
Eyes, miss"
ITO do what?-to tell me what?"
81 can't ever tell you. MISS
Miss Carew had taken her com.
panion's hands-her breast heaved
with surprise and a sort of terror.
you must tell me. Mr.. Tempest
sent you to me for what?"
But you forbade me to speak, Miss
Carew!"
of his illness-yes-but what does
he wish me to do?"
Seeking to evade disloyalty, and,
nevertheless, to accomplish her de.
sired end. Mrs. Henly repeated:
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